Chapter 1303

For all countries, it is not difficult for the nine saints to ask for the country's artifact. They dare not give it in a word.

But it's a question who to give. There are nine saints among the eight Zhenguo artifacts, which is a little "uneven distribution of stolen goods".

At present, it is inappropriate for him to hold all eight Zhenguo artifacts in his own hands at one time. The movement is too big to hide from the past, which will arouse doubt. His current strength is unable to resist the cooperation of the other eight saints, so he must act carefully.

According to the record on Li singer's note, he doesn't have to pinch all the eight artifacts in his hand. Why are they all in his hand? To cut off the five regions star array?

He can't do this to lift a stone and hit himself in the foot.

What he has to do now is to confirm as soon as possible whether what is described in the letter is true or false.

Therefore, you should first get tuntianhuan and Shanhe tripod and find the entrance to the fifth domain as described in the letter.

According to his judgment of the letter, the letter should not be false, but if it is true, he should do it.

Swallow the sky ring, the state of Wei has been destroyed, and you can quietly control it.

As for Shanhe tripod, you can borrow it secretly from South Korea. I'm afraid South Korea won't give it. Just return it to South Korea after confirmation.

If the function of swallowing heaven ring and mountain river tripod is confirmed to be true, the star order in the hands of the state of Zhao is extremely important. As long as you master the star order, the way to open the eyes of the other four realms is in his hands.

Without worries at home, he could afford to wait, but slowly.

……

In the dead of night, no one bothered me at last.

Yuan Gang raised his feet and kicked away the quilt. He endured the pain on his body and forced his abdomen. He bent down and sat up, looking at the palms and soles of his feet wrapped in white yarn.

The body also has white cloth wrapped around the wound.

He gazed for a while, raised his hand, tore with his teeth, untied the package on his palm, waved around the winding, and when he wound to the last layer, the gauze adhered to the flesh and blood of the wound, which made his cheeks tight.

For people like him, pain is nothing and can be endured.

But the last layer of gauze stuck to the flesh and blood. It was difficult to shake off. He opened his mouth and bit the gauze again. He took a deep breath, Shua, and tore it off in an instant.

This time, the real pain was that his facial muscles twitched.

As soon as the gauze was torn, the coagulated wound was dripping with blood again.

Looking at the ugly white bone fingers without skin and flesh, Yuan Gang's Adam's apple stirred for a while and raised his other hand to do so.

Finally, it was torn again, the blood came out again, and the look of pain twitched.

On the feet, the flesh tendons of the fingers of both hands are damaged and can no longer be used. It is impossible to untie the package on the feet with your fingers.

As soon as the wrapped thick feet were lifted, they fell to the ground, and their palms supported the edge of the couch. As soon as they were pressed, there were blood stains, and they stood up slowly.

However, as soon as the feet struggled, it was the piercing pain in the cone heart. The whole person was shaky and almost fell down.

But he clenched his teeth and held on. He didn't want to be disabled and didn't believe he would become disabled. He tried to balance and took a few steps slowly.

After adjusting the standing position and body balance, the whole person squatted slowly, put his palms on both sides of his waist and took a horse step.

Balance, steady, rebalance, steady.

When the horse was steady, he closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became long. After going back and forth several times, his abdomen slowly bulged a hemisphere and rolled up and down his abdomen. With the rolling of the hemisphere, the breathing sound gradually became thick, gradually like a bellows, gradually a faint blood mist exhaled, and then returned with his inhalation.

When the power rises, a cyclone gradually appears at the acupoints above and below the whole body, and the whole person is like squatting with the wind.

It seemed that something gushed out of his body surface, and it seemed that something had been summoned from the dark and penetrated into his body surface.

If you look at the monk's Dharma eye, it is the spirit of heaven and earth that constantly condenses from the dark and penetrates into his body.

And different from ordinary monks who absorb the aura of heaven and earth, they come not from heaven and earth, but from the dark.

It is not absorbed evenly like ordinary monks, but injected into his body faster and faster.

Breathing back and forth, the blood mist circulates repeatedly. I don't know how long later, the color of the blood mist gradually becomes darker than at any time before.

When the blood fog became darker, the blood on both hands no longer trickled out, and it seemed that something else was seeping out.

It's more like many ants crawling out of his body and pestering in the flesh wound.

It's not ants, it's tiny granulations derived from the wound skin. Because there are too many granulations, it looks like a group of ants crawling.

The ant like granulation is constantly intertwined and crawling, slowly expanding to the white bone, as if pulling the skin and expanding.

The taste of expansion seemed to make Yuan Gang very painful, and the muscles of the painful body were trembling.

He opened his eyes and saw what he wanted to see at the wound.

He had suffered trauma before, but when practicing hard Qigong, the trauma could be repaired so that he could not even see the scar.

He looked forward to it this time and wanted to have a try. Sure enough!

He immediately tried his best to bear the pain, slowly closed his eyes and continued

At dawn, Feng Guaner pushed the door and entered with a tray in his hand. When he saw Yuan Gang squatting in the horse step, he was in a hurry and said, "how did you get up?"

When I stepped forward quickly, it was like seeing a ghost. "Ah!" screamed, and the tray clattered to the ground.

Yuan Gang, who seemed to be in silence, opened his eyes and looked at Feng Guaner's reaction. His eyes fell on his hands. His semi squatting posture remained unchanged, but his face was already excited and uncontrollable.

A figure flashed outside the door. Zhao XiongGe flashed into the stone room and was surprised by Feng Guaner's screams and the sound of things falling.

"What's the matter..." seeing that both of them were well here, Zhao XiongGe's words just came out, his eyes touched Yuan Gang's hands, and he was stunned. His eyes were unbelievable and stared at Yuan Gang, then looked at Yuan Gang's, and slowly looked at Yuan Gang's head.

Outside the door, there was another man who came quickly at the sound. It was Nantian Wufang. I didn't know why the three were staying. When they came forward, they didn't find anything unusual and asked, "what's the matter?"

No one paid attention to him. As a result, he found that his eyes were staring at Yuan Gang's hands and suddenly realized something. His mouth was like a ghost.

The fingers of the ten fingers almost lost their bony hands. Yuan Gang's hands were the hands of normal people. The fingers of the ten fingers were strong at a glance.

How is this possible? Nantian Wufang can't believe it. Even if it can recover, how can it recover overnight.

Staring at ten fingers, I couldn't see any signs of injury.

Is it fake? But the Dharma's eyes can't see any signs of fraud. If it's true or false, it's too realistic.

Looking at Yuan Gang's head again, he was bald with his hair pulled out. Although his hair did not recover, it grew a layer of stubble.

"This is..." Nantian Wufang pointed to Yuan Gang's hands and didn't know what to say.

Yuan Gang, who was cold on the surface but very excited in the heart, stabilized his mood and slowly stretched out his hands around his waist.

Suddenly, with a clench of both fists, the knuckles of the fingers rattled.

The three bystanders' eyelids jumped, and they still couldn't believe it. Is this true?

He repeatedly looked at his powerful hands, loosened his fists, stretched his fingers repeatedly for a while, stared at his feet, bent over, grabbed the wrapped gauze with both hands and tore it off directly.

A pair of normal people's feet were exposed in the rags, and their feet returned to normal!

In the shocked eyes of several people, Yuan Gang walked back and forth, squatted and jumped several times, and finally turned around and stood in front of the stone wall.

The three stared at him. They didn't know what he was doing on the wall. In short, they looked at Yuan Gang like monsters.

"Hi!" Yuan ang suddenly breathed out and burst out a fist at the stone wall, with the sound of breaking the wind.

Bang! The crushed stone flew, and the fist was still in a hole.

He punched a hole in the hard stone wall and could see the furnishings in the next room.

The rooms in the whole demon Palace are dug directly in the stone mountain. In fact, each room is a stone room.

After the rubble crashed and fell to the ground, Nantian Wufang and Zhao XiongGe looked at each other. They were hurt as badly as yesterday. This morning, they blew away the stone wall more than a foot thick. How does it look like they were hurt?

Naturally, they could see that it was not broken by casting magic, but by the brute force of flesh and blood.

Feng Guaner stared at it.

The fist in the still hole was taken back. Yuan Gang looked at it himself. It was all right, not only all right, but also felt that his strength seemed to be better than before!

Just because of this punch, just because of the previous experience, now, he suddenly felt a sense of matching with his hard Qigong.

Don't be afraid, the stronger you encounter, fight to the end!

This was a heroic feeling rising from the bottom of his heart, which made him couldn't help but open his arms, the joints of his body crackled like a firecracker, the bandage broke, and the muscles of his back showed hard lines like stones.

At the moment when he stretched his arms, his emotions gushed with the flesh. In his consciousness, he seemed to see a strong man in heaven and earth looking at himself, unable to see his face. He seemed to be standing in the dead ancient world, looking at himself, looking at himself, looking at himself. He seemed to have the same mind with that person, and he seemed to feel the majesty from the ancient times.

After feeling this man, he had the impulse of shouting the word "Chiyou",

But I didn't shout out after all.

After restraining his emotions, he turned around, walked towards the three, came to the three and nodded slightly.

Feng Guaner was still staring at him.

Nantian Wufang glanced up and down at Yuan Gang, and the expression on his face couldn't tell what the reaction was.

Zhao XiongGe's Adam's apple stirred, stepped forward, stretched out his hand and said, "let me see your injury."

Yuan Gang raised his hand and blocked his outstretched arm. He shook his head slightly. "No, I'm fine!"

The sentence "I'm all right" said so easily, but it made the three look a little wonderful. They were hurt like that yesterday, not only hands and feet, but also broken bones and serious internal injuries. Is it all right?

PS: thank the new league leader "tiezhongtang 66" for supporting.