At noon three days later, Dai Daojin had just finished teaching Xu Weixiong and the two elementary schools every day.

The person of the Yin and Yang Dao has already sent what he needs up the mountain.

In the room, Dai Daojin looked at the items placed on the long table, there were various kinds of paper, silk cloth, different species of skins, and even some turtle shells.

The black-clothed Yin-Yang Taoist bowed down and said, "Master, follow your orders, everything is here." ”

Dai Daojin nodded, his heart moved, and the room suddenly darkened.

An inexplicable aura leaked out, a black ghost light flickered, and in the room, Cao Changqing's figure was gradually revealed.

The Yin-Yang Dao man endured the fear in his heart, lowered his head tightly, and didn't dare to look more.

Dai Daojin looked at Cao Changqing and pointed to the things on the long case, "You try it first and see if there is a suitable one." ”

Cao Changqing nodded, walked to the long case, stretched out his hand, and the thick copper rod appeared in his hand, or it could also be a copper pen now. He casually took out a piece of paper from many things, and the breath in his body surged, and the black breath of the tip of the copper pen became more and more intense, as if thick ink was gathering and drooping.

The paper he brought was a kind of bamboo paper, which was produced in the southwest.

"Huh"

Cao Changqing's wrist trembled, the copper pen swayed, and a Cao character appeared on the bamboo paper, strong and powerful, as if there was a clumsy meaning.

But almost instantly, the bamboo paper with the character Cao written on it turned from blue to black, and then turned into black ashes, which were different from the ashes left behind after burning, but somewhat similar to the black substance in the horn veins.

When Dai Daojin saw it, his eyes moved slightly, and he didn't speak.

Seeing this, Cao Changqing was also slightly stunned, but he immediately took out a rough piece of hemp paper from the paper.

After the same action, this hemp paper, like the bamboo paper above, could not bear the Cao characters written by the copper pen, and after turning black, it turned into a black ash.

Dai Daojin clasped his hands and quietly watched Cao Changqing try one by one.

"Huh"

"Huh"

“......”

In the end, all the paper and cloth could not be used as a carrier, and they could not withstand the power of luck contained in the copper pen and the special substances instilled by the horned veins of the heavens, and eventually they all tended to collapse and dissipate.

Next, Cao Changqing simply put the remaining leather, as well as animal bones and shells one by one, and occupied almost all of the long table.

He held a copper pen in his right hand, and with a wave of his hand, he drew out the afterimage of the Dao.

"Huh"

The copper pen stopped, and on everything on the table, there was a small black letter.

"Sneer......"

"Sneer......"

Some of the animal skins, as well as the shells, were slightly more endurable than paper, and seemed to resist the erosion of the darkness in the small print, making a sneering sound.

But even so, the things on the table fell apart one after another, leaving a trail of ashes.

Dai Daojin frowned, a sneering sound sounded in his ears, and he was thinking in his heart, what kind of thing can be used as a carrier?

But in the end, there was one thing left on the table that gave him a glimmer of hope.

Cao Changqing was also a little surprised, thinking that all of them would not work.

He picked it up and looked closely, and it was a piece of leather no more than the size of a palm, about half a finger thick, black and red, like the skin of some large animal.

Dai Daojin naturally observed it, and turned his head to ask the person of Yin and Yang Dao: "What is this?"

Only then did the people of the Yin and Yang Dao dare to look up, and after glancing at it, they bowed down and said, "Back to the master, it is the skin of a strange beast, which is placed in the treasure house of the Yin and Yang Dao, and I don't know how long it has been put away." According to the records, it is a strange beast called the Earth Dragon. ”

Earth Dragon is the local name of Yin-Yang Dao, there are few records, and it likes to hide in swamps, and its attack power is extremely strong.

Cao Changqing frowned and asked, "Can you still find this kind of skin, or the earth dragon?"

The Yin Yang Dao man looked embarrassed and hesitated, "The record of the Earth Dragon last appeared a hundred years ago, and there is only this small piece in the treasure house. ”

Dai Daojin's eyes moved slightly, and he waved his hand to let him leave.

Seeing this, the person from the Yin Yang Dao breathed a sigh of relief, bowed, and turned to leave.

Cao Changqing said: "This is only a little bit, and it is useless......"

Dai Daojin shook his head, took the earth dragon skin from Cao Changqing's hand, felt its hard texture, and the traces of qi and blood that had dried up inside, and said with a deep look in his eyes: "The reason why this earth dragon skin can carry the words you write is only because its original owner, the earth dragon, has a huge body of qi and blood, this unique beast is born strong, and its skin, flesh, muscles and bones are all high-grade goods......"

Cao Changqing seemed to understand what the other party meant, and said, "My lord, do you mean to find the same strange beast and take its skin after killing it?"

Dai Daojin shook his head again.

Cao Changqing was puzzled: "What does the adult mean?"

Dai Daojin glanced at him, handed the earth dragon skin in front of him, and chuckled: "If you want to go to the trouble of finding the strange beast and killing the skin, you have to see if this thing can be preserved for a long time in the Nine Hells." And I have another idea, saving the trouble of finding strange beasts, and the materials are sufficient. ”

Cao Changqing didn't ask what the method was, but said: "This dragon skin has been out of the body for too long, and it may be difficult to preserve it for a long time when it reaches the Nine Hells." If it is the skin that has just been taken, the qi and blood are complete, and then I use my strength to nourish and wash it, I don't think there is any problem. ”

Dai Daojin nodded, "You go back first." ”

Cao Changqing arched his hand, and disappeared with the dragon skin that quickly.

Soon, just three days later, Dai Daojin received news from Cao Changqing that the earth dragon skin he brought back to the Nine Hells had collapsed.

When he received the news, Dai Daojin was lying on the recliner, and in the open space in front of him, the two young people were standing on a stake to strengthen their bodies.

His mind was silent in the nebula, and he communicated with the wind and the hidden spirit with the spirit.

......

The land of the northwest is desolate and boundless.

The Gobi Desert shrouded in flying sand, the birds are cut off, and only the Ganges River can be crossed, going back and forth between the Central Plains and the Western Regions. Of course, it can also be detoured to a long distance, but for the business travel in the southwest of Xishu and other places, the time cost has greatly increased.

There are bandits across the Ganges River, and Zhuang Yubo, the head of the Ganges, is a swordsman, fierce and cunning, and no one dares to provoke. There were 300 strong men under his command, who occupied the mountains as kings, and also occupied the Ganges crossing, collecting protection fees for business travelers.

It is rumored that Zhuang Yubo was not a child who fell into the Koukou, but was born in the Later Tang Dynasty, one of the Nine Kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period.

There is a vajra realm of strength, but no one knows the real situation.

The Ganges River crosses a high mountain not far away, the cliffs are steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the houses on it are scattered.

At night, the moon and stars are scarce, and the lights on the mountain are faintly seen from the bottom of the mountain.

A black shadow, as if blending into the shadows of the branches, floated up silently.

At the top of the mountain, the big boss Zhuang Yubo lives alone in a small courtyard, he is obedient, he doesn't like to live with crowds, and his subordinates are more afraid of him than respectful.

In the small courtyard at this moment, the sword light is full of murderous energy.

"Sneer......"

Zhuang Yubo stopped, the long sword in his hand was held in front of his chest, the sword body was four feet long, one foot more than the current three feet of the sword style, the moonlight sprinkled the sword body, clear as water, and the cold light flickered. There is a dragon on the body of the sword, with teeth and claws, circling around the sword body, extremely exquisite, which can be described as ingenious.

The moonlight reflected from the sword body to his face, Kou Shou Zhuang Yubo was not full of viciousness, but feminine and delicate, but the yin and ruthless aura in the center of his eyebrows, which couldn't stop overflowing, making people fearful.

Zhuang Yubo had hatred hidden in his eyes, he didn't go north to hide like others that day, just to take revenge.

He killed people and practiced swords, just to stab him to death that day with a shot in the hand of General Liyang.