"Red Turban Society?" Hearing this, the Burning Wood Grandmaster's expression perked up, and he asked, "Your Excellency will have a relationship with the Red Turban?"

Instead of replying to him, the voice in the river said, "Let's start." ”

Then, I saw that four crystal clear droplets suddenly flew out of the heart of the river, two of which sank into the terrifying back of the Burning Wood Grandmaster's wound, and two into the back of his flesh and skin.

As soon as the four drops of liquid came into contact with him, they quickly blended in, and the Burning Wood Grandmaster was shocked to find that his body did not look like it was recovering, but more like it had entered some kind of time reversal, returning to its pre-injury state from the moment it was injured.

The xenomorph true qi that was wantonly destroying in the body disappeared in an instant, completely shattered, and the kidney, which had no hope of recovery, became whole, and the skin and flesh on the back that were rotted by the corroded true qi also became normal.

It's the same as when he was healthy.

Except for a slight dizziness caused by massive blood loss that reminded him, he really didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.

Not only was the Burning Wood Grandmaster himself ecstatic, but the three companions who were watching from the sidelines were also shocked by such a magical method.

Grandmaster Burning Wood stood up and saluted respectfully: "Thank you, thank you, Your Excellency has the grace of reinvention for me, please show up and give me a chance to thank you." ”

"You don't need to meet, if you have a fate in the future, you can naturally see you again. ”

Listening to the meaning of his words, he will soon leave.

Although he couldn't even see anyone, Grandmaster Burning Wood quickly took out a token from his sleeve, threw it into the heart of the river, and said sincerely: "My whereabouts have always been uncertain, if Your Excellency wants to find me and take this token to the counter of the Tianhong Pavilion in Zisai City, I will meet Your Excellency as soon as possible!"

"Good. ”

After the token entered the water, it disappeared, and after this voice came from the river, no sound came out, and the Burning Wood Grandmaster stood for a long time, asked two more questions, and then answered without a sound, and said to his companion beside him: "Engong Ying is really gone, let's go too." ”

......

Mo Yuan found that after he turned into flowing water, as long as it was an item wrapped in the flowing water, it could automatically isolate the external spiritual power detection, and what the other party could detect was the flowing water that he had turned into.

And after stealing two boxes of bronze cultural relics, the two large boxes of dark iron were completely wrapped in flowing water as soon as they entered the water, and sure enough, they were able to conceal the detection of spiritual power.

And for him, this is no different from carrying two boxes of heavy objects, coupled with the buoyancy of the river, extremely brisk, after entering the water, taking advantage of the rough waves, the people on the shore of the vision are not clear, he has dived a long distance under the water, when they carefully searched the area of the incident on a large scale, he has long been far away.

Meeting Burning Wood Grandmaster and a few people again was not a coincidence, but he deliberately looked for the past, even if he put aside the relationship between the Red Turban Society, saving him would be good for himself and the Yanhuang Sword.

As long as the Burning Wood Grandmaster is not dead and still alive, it is the main target of the martial arts masters sitting in the northern Xinjiang and the object of fire.

For the Yanhuang Sword, he objectively acts as a shield to pull hatred and the like.

He sneaked along the river for a long time, until the direction of the river was too far away from the north where Yanyu Pass was located, and then he jumped out of the river, carrying two large boxes of bronze, and the invisible water shrouded himself and the two large boxes of dark iron, and took a step to run through the wilderness.

Each large box of dark iron and the bronze relics in it weighed hundreds of kilograms, and he carried one in each hand, but he didn't feel too heavy a burden.

After the fierce tempering of the "Source of All Beings", his body looked like a human body, but it was even more beast than a beast, and even he didn't know where the limit was.

When passing near the city of Zisai, he also deliberately avoided the wilderness, and from time to time he encountered some fierce beasts.

They are all heaven and earth aura after the appearance of layers of mutations, but these wild things do not have human wisdom, the use of heaven and earth aura is only following an instinct, there are no subtle exercises to speed up the absorption of aura, so on the whole, their speed of change is far lower than the transformation of human beings in the past forty years, these beasts he has encountered, comparable to the realm of the great martial artist can be called the king and hegemon, can be compared with the grandmaster has not met one, the wilderness for him, there is no danger, but more than the human world can make him feel safe。

This time, he hid in the shadows, and got a glimpse of a chance in the confrontation of ten grandmaster-level forces, and the fisherman profited, and the joy was there, but he didn't dare to float at all.

He also simulated in his heart, fighting against these grandmaster-level powerhouses one by one, in a one-on-one situation, he could also feel that he had more advantages over some grandmasters, and his ability was just able to restrain the other party, but for some grandmasters, he found that he had no choice but to win the other party, and it was even possible to be restrained by the other party, and the battle would seem constrained......

This also made him confirm that the grandmaster is strong, and there is really no parallel import.

At one time, he almost met all the grandmaster-level powerhouses in Northern Xinjiang, and it also made him soberly realize that the Yanhuang Sword could only hide in Yanyu Pass and develop quietly, and it couldn't be raised at all.

Not only could they not provoke the attention of those martial arts masters sitting in the northern frontier, but even the Burning Wood Grandmasters had to avoid attracting their attention.

The Sword of Yan Huang is far from the time to participate in this game.

Staying overnight in Xiaoxing, it was inevitable that they were all in a state of stealth, and when approaching Yanyu Pass, he even found that a group of bandits were fighting with a team of dart escort caravans, he ignored it, and walked quickly from the side, smoothly entered the city, and returned to the headquarters base of Xicheng District all the way to stealth, and couldn't wait to open the two big boxes of Xuantie.

There are different bronze cultural relics in wooden boxes of different sizes, and all the bronze cultural relics transported to Zisai City in the northern Xinjiang cities and then transported to Zhongdu are here, copper mirrors, copper ornaments, copper furnaces, copper coins, copper seals......

The amount is very high, not to mention making one Qi Ding clone, that is, the materials for making three or five Qi Ding clones are available.

However, Xu is because similar to what happened in Yanyu, these bronze artifacts themselves are a category of low value, even if they have the potential to become magic weapons, they are also the worst and lowest potential kind, and the real value of the high ones are "reluctant" by the owners to treasure, and they are not taken out to exchange for quotas.

For example, to make a Qiding clone, in addition to the largest amount of bronze, but not too much elaboration, each one needs a special introduction, a bronze, and it must be a real bronze that has been circulating in the world since the Bronze Age and has been handed down to this day.

Of the two boxes of bronze relics, none met the requirements.

He remembered in his mind the several ancient bronze artifacts he had "seen" in the Anle Pavilion that day, and finally locked on the two bronze wine lords on the body of the owner of the Ning Xi Pavilion.

"It seems that we really have a fate...... You can't steal on a large scale, and it's okay for a small thief to take one or two. ”