Regardless of whether Meng Po warned him or not, Lu Fan gave up the idea of walking around the island to enjoy the scenery because of the appearance of Wuntaklin.
He sat cross-legged in the room and continued to heal his wounds by running Shennong's Wish, trying to restore his power to another level before the auction started in the evening, at least to return to the realm of the ancient martial arts master. Otherwise, his body would be too useless to let him.
He is very insecure.
Eleven o'clock in the evening.
Night engulfs this distant island.
Lu Fan and Dongfang Yanran walked out of the room and saw dots of fire on the island, with clusters of torches rising, forming long fire dragons, silent and moving towards the largest building on the island.
"Have you returned to Grand Master?"
Dongfang Yanran looked at Lu Fan with some surprise: "Shennong's Wish is indeed a healing artifact. It's a pity that even it can't completely heal the injuries on your body. Otherwise, with the state you were in during your heyday, there will be a lot more to come after this island trip is over.
Things are waiting for you to do."
Lu Fan has no secrets at all in her eyes, from Shennong's wish to the true identity of the Body Temperator.
This well-informed lady felt that Lu Fan's body was like a treasure house, and she could always find surprises in him.
Lu Fan also looked quite relaxed. He used Wang's "Physical Shaking Technique" and Shennong's Wishes to assist him this day. He could clearly feel the injuries on his body and healed them at a speed visible to the naked eye. His strength also improved further and returned to full strength.
Grandmaster realm.
In this world where fists are respected, nothing can make people more confident than having power in their own hands.
Po Meng was waiting for the two people in front of the door, holding a torch in her hand and leading the way, merged into the crowd, and also walked towards the black building in the distance.
This day of meditation left Lu Fan no time to observe the surrounding environment of the island. When he came to the huge building in front of him, he realized that the grand hall in front of him was a temple-style palace with ascending steps. It looked very much like an ancient palace.
The Temple of Heaven Sacrifice in the ruins is magnificent, yet exudes a simple and depressing atmosphere.
On the steps, you can see moss that has not been completely removed everywhere.
Lu Fan had seen these moss in the room where he lived. He wondered whether the reason why this island was not included in China's maritime jurisdiction in the past few hundred years was because this sea area was engulfed by seawater all year round.
It was not noticed by the above and turned into the high seas.
In the bronze hall, everlasting lamps flicker.
Lu Fan stood in the middle of the hall with hundreds of people attending the auction. In front of him, the giant bronze beast bared its teeth and claws in the dark shadows.
Animal face, human body, antlers...
Giant ears, human face, frog body...
"These all seem to be grave beasts."
Dongfang Yanran spoke softly, her tone full of surprise: "This can't be the tomb of a certain dynasty, right? And judging from the style, the owner of the tomb should have been engaged in a profession similar to Qin Tianjian during his lifetime, and he was probably a warlock, and
His status was so high at that time that he could enjoy such a generous burial after his death."
"East China Sea, Warlocks, Mausoleums, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties..."
Lu Fan frowned slightly. He was not as knowledgeable as Dongfang Yanran, and he knew very little about antiques. But for some reason, when four elements appeared in his mind at the same time, a bold
The idea suddenly appeared in his mind.
He lowered his voice and asked: "If you can guess in advance what tonight's grand auction item will be, will there be any reward?"
