Several of the wounded suffered mainly burns and cuts, and with treatment, life preservation was not a problem.

Gabobo is worthy of a doctorate, he also knows a lot about medicine, and he is the only one who is not injured, so he is the one who handles the wounded.

Oh, and Arrogant wasn't hurt, but he certainly wouldn't help with such a thing.

And everyone, including Gai Bobo, looked at the arrogant gaze with awe, and the more they could fight, the stronger the fear.

Arrogant was not at all comfortable with this, it should be said that he had long been accustomed to this kind of treatment in Middle-earth.

He didn't speak, and no one else dared to speak, until all the wounded had been dealt with, and then Gapopo discussed it with Gogi Downs in a low voice, and walked over to Aoheng.

"Allow me, dear sir, our benefactor, to express my sincerest gratitude to you, your kindness, which will serve as a model for guiding my heart in the future. The two leaned forward and bowed deeply, their hands crossed in front of their chests, their palms on their shoulders, their toes stared, and they said in unison.

"Get up, I repeat, don't talk to me like that. Talk like a normal person" Although arrogant is not a dissolute person, he also hates red tape.

"As you wish, you said before that you need to ask me some questions, please ask questions, and I will share everything I know without reservation. ”

Ao Zongheng glanced at the two of them and snorted coldly. "You're not afraid to attract attention on this road, go quickly, find a safe place. ”

"Wait, these people are dead, how long will the people who sent them out know?" Ao Zongheng asked suddenly, but he looked at the blue-sleeved mage when he asked.

Seeing him, the blue-sleeved mage couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and then hurriedly said: "Well, Master Huizao, there are many ways to know, such as divination and psychic spells, but these need to be cast to be verified, with the identity of this leading mage, there is no special reason, no one will test his life and death." ”

The Pleoz magic world, not to mention the strict system, is also recognized as having a clear legal system. Nearly 2,000 years of accumulation, the rules are both many and detailed, and in the oldest surviving "French Style", there are titles between mages.

Like between mages of the same rank and level, they generally call each other fellow practitioners, and those who are one level apart can also be called fellow practitioners, but there is a difference of two levels, such as when green sleeves meet purple sleeves, they must call themselves late cultivators and call each other pre-cultivators. Purple sleeves still call each other fellow practitioners, which is a modest gift.

It's different if it's one order worse, even if the purple sleeves meet the green collar, they have to claim that they have not entered and called the other party their teacher, which means that they have not learned but not entered, and they are too bad, hoping to worship the teacher as a teacher. The green collar calls the other party practice, which means to encourage the other party to study and practice more.

If there is a difference of more than two levels, it is relatively simple, and the low-level ones still claim to be unadvanced, and call the high-level ones the seat masters. Those who are in the upper echelons can be called by their first names. Calling the other party a practice is considered to give the boss face, which is equivalent to looking up to the other party by one order.

Is it complicated? This is just a daily title between teachers who have no teacher-teacher relationship, if there is a teacher-teacher relationship, or on a more solemn and serious occasion, there are still their own titles, not to mention the subtle requirements of the definite language and the object, the "French Style" has thousands of pages.

Every mage must learn these basic etiquettes before formally learning spells, and if they use the wrong title, they can be rude and humiliating, or at worst, they will be disrespectful and punishable. In history, it is not uncommon for mages to be abolished for calling the wrong person, and even to be killed.

Of course, this may be just the reason, not necessarily the main reason.

The blue-sleeved mage hesitated for a moment, and called Ao Zongheng by the Theravada Master, which meant that he really regarded Ao Zongheng as a robed mage, at least at the same level as the robe mage—after all, it was the person who killed the mage so easily.

Of course, he only learned about these doorways later, but with his personality, even if he knew it at the time, he wouldn't care about the changes in these titles. He continued to ask, "Can you deduce who killed him with these divination, psychic spells, and what that person looks like?"

The blue-sleeved mage said with a guilty face: "Returning to the seat, Weijin knows extremely little about these spells, and has only heard of things that can be traced back to what happened in a certain amount of time. And the closer you are, the more you can go back. ”

After listening to this, he thought for a while and said, "You take away the useful things of these corpses, and move the corpses as far away as possible and burn them." Get out of here. ”

Arrogantly commanded, although the others were injured, they did not dare to disobey, except for the eldest Gaibobo, it was not easy for the five injured people to dispose of the bodies of five people separately, let alone in the middle of the night.

Ao Zongheng didn't do nothing, he casually stopped there, just put a guard to see if there were any carriages that were rushing to the night road.

Everything was normal for a few miles within a radius of the alert, and there was no breath of anyone except the seven of them.

No, why didn't all the people of Gotie Downs move? It was a fixed and forbidden spell, but why didn't he feel anything.

No, not only them, but the insects and leaves moved, and suddenly they all stopped.

Even the wind, it's gone.

It seems that in an instant, this heaven and earth fell into absolute stillness.

The next moment, Ao Zongheng was really surprised.

"Are you scared? Don't be afraid, it's me. A voice that did not distinguish between men and women sounded in Aozhu's mind, and it was still in Middle-earth.

Yes, the voice is in the head.

"Who are you?"

"Alas, why are you so stupid, you forgot what the time eunuch told you?"

"So you're the spirit he said he was. What's your name?"

"Call me the Ringwive, for the link between me and you is this ring on your hand. ”

"Ring"? Ao Zongheng raised his hand and looked at the ring that looked like a stone but not a stone.

"Well, on our side, this kind of thing is usually called a ring. ”

"Where are you, on your side, attached to this ring?"

"Well, it's another world for you anyway, and you'll understand it slowly when you have a chance in the future. ”

Arrogant wasn't too curious about this, and didn't ask, "Oh, I thought this ring didn't work either." ”

"How can it not work, but first this precept spirit teaches you how to use it. ”

"Then why don't you show up? Didn't the time prison say that you were here to help me?"

"Yes, we are here to help you, but we are not at your disposal, how much to help, how to help, these are all my own decisions. I'm not your servant. ”

"Oh, then why did you suddenly appear again now?" asked Aozong without being too shocked.

"It's very simple, I've been watching you act, and there's definitely a process for understanding a person, right? ”

"Then you think I'm quite temperamental to you now?"

"Don't be too complacent, I just haven't found a reason to hate me for a while." The Ring Spirit didn't seem to want to give Ao Zongheng a chance to speak, and continued: "By the way, I remind you that in the future, it is better to mention that person's name directly, and just say that person, especially when you are outside. ”

"Outside"?

"It's stupid, I mean you don't say his name with your mouth, it's okay like this. ”

"What kind of spell is this?"

This spell is called "Mind Without Anything Else", and it is a spell specially used for private communication. It is one of the most high-end communication spells. Within the spell, between you and me, there is no heaven and earth, no gods and demons, no sentient beings, a thousand words, and no six ears.

"Sure enough, when we spoke, everything around us paused"?

"Haha, you're wrong, what you see is just the surface, but it's not your fault, I'll explain it to you later. ”

"Later?"

"yes, you wouldn't think that such a high-end spell would not consume mana. Although he only heard his voice, Ao Zongheng felt that when the ring spirit said this, he should have a playful smile.

"And how do I contact you?"

"Say my name three times in your heart, and I will know that you are looking for me, and then we will be able to speak again. ”

"Just like now?"

"Definitely not, I said it all, this is the highest-end communication spell, it can't be used casually, I'm just going to show it to you once. If you have something to say, it's going to be disconnected." The speed of speech of the ringwraith has increased significantly.

"Broken line"? Ao Zongheng didn't understand, but he understood what was more important at the moment, "You teach me how to use this ring first?"

"Oh, this is easy to do, and when you want to use it, just recite 'Borrowing the Dharma without Cause and Effect.'

"That's it?"

The Ringwraith did not reply.

Ao Zongheng didn't ask, because in the moment just now, he felt everything in front of him move again.

The "mind has nothing else and one law" has come to an end.

Ao Zongheng glanced at everyone, everyone was still busy separately, some people were pushing the car to the side of the road, some people were working together to move the corpses, and no one seemed to feel that anything abnormal had happened just now.

"Ringing, ringing, ringing". He recited it three times according to what the spirit of the ring said, but after more than ten breaths, he did not receive any response.

Probably the mana is too consumed, Ao Zongheng thought as he raised his hand to look at the ring.

There is no cause and effect to borrow the magic ring, he remembered that the time eunuch called this ring, this is a ring that looks like a stone but not a stone, if it weren't for the appearance of the ring spirit today, he would almost have forgotten its existence.

In fact, he almost forgot about the ring spirit, but the prisoner was angry at the time and took back two things.

"Emptiness without cause and effect" proudly rubbed the ring and silently recited the mantra spoken by the ring spirit.

The ring is still the same ring, nothing happens, and there is nothing unusual around it.

"Isn't the mantra complete?"

At this time, the blue-sleeved mage came over and asked, "Master, the car and the corpse have been moved far away, do you want to burn them all?"

"Well, let's burn it with fire. When Ao Zongheng was thinking about the formula, he replied casually.

However, as soon as the last word came out, the ring, which had been as dull as a stone, suddenly flashed an extremely faint luster, and if it weren't for the arrogant and constant rubbing of the ring, he might not have noticed such a subtle change.

Almost at the same time, seven pillars of fire suddenly rose in the surrounding woods, six feet thick and three feet high.

Arrogant and blue-sleeved mages were shocked in their hearts at the same time.