"Only at the 40th level of Qi training can one develop mana by itself. After the 10th level of Qi training, you only need to cast a magic embryo to produce mana. The difference in resource consumption is not just as simple as astronomical numbers?"

Ke Xiaoliang slowly suppressed his own mood, continued to transport his true energy quietly, and then continued to circulate in his body with ever-changing but invisible true energy.

With one mind and two uses, part of Ke Xiaoliang's spirit was devoted to the gourd.

In reality, only half a day, five days have passed since Gaowu’s world.

The battle between the Taishan Sword Formation against the ancient magical powers has come to an end.

Those masters arranged by the martial arts world and the imperial court are still chasing ancient magic powers.

The ambushes set up before were naturally failed to completely kill the ancient magic power, but only made the injury of the ancient magic power worse.

At this time, the ancient magic power was hiding under a glacier in the north, disguising himself as a stone, secretly licking his wounds, while the hatred echoed in his mind became more and more crazy and ostentatious.

"The vitality is quite strong. I thought I had to spend some magical value to create some inconspicuous little elixirs for him to maintain his life. Now I don't have to look at it now." Ke Xiaoliang thought, then took back his perspective, and looked at Ling Ling Lu and Tie Shu who had already tracked down the Leizhou Guild Hall.

Ling Linglu and Tie Shu had already left the other three followers around him.

They quietly lurked outside the Leizhou Guild Hall, watching the people coming in and out.

It looks low-key and not ostentatious. It is just in front of the Leizhou Guild Hall in a corner of the Acropolis, but there are often people entering and leaving.

"Dalin, Wudang, Xianhe, Beggars' Sect, Pai Gang, and Jianghu Sanren... This Leizhou Guild Hall can actually gather so many people from power. Even in their original organization, these people are just some inconspicuous little people. Once they unite, they will be a huge force. No wonder... they can do such a big thing."

"I just don't know who is responsible for the leadership behind them and how powerful is." Ling Linglu and Tiezhe hid in the dark, thinking about their own thoughts in their hearts.

At the entrance of the Leizhou Guild Hall, a disciple of the Beggars' Sect who was dressed in a ragged dress and dressed in a sloppy dress met with a disciple of Qingcheng.

The two didn't seem to be very co-starring.

They talked about chatting with each other, but their faces were ferocious.

At this moment, Ling Ling and Lu heard such a conversation.

"Did you have meal?"

"have eaten!"

At this time, the disciples of the Beggars' Gang had raised the iron stick in their hands.

"What are you eating?" Qingcheng disciples unsheathed their swords, as if they were drawing their swords to cut them.

"What I eat is steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, roasted chicks, roasted geese, braised pigs, braised duck, sauce chicken, bacon, pine flower belly, dried meat, sausage... I'm full!" The disciple of the Beggars' Gang came to sign up for the dish.

As more and more dishes were reported, the expression of the Qingcheng disciple became increasingly ugly, and the veins on his hands holding the sword burst out.

"They... are asking about eating?" Ling Linglu asked Tie Hand through a voice transmission.

Tiexue said: "Maybe you are writing down the code. You can write down all these words, and then ask Tianluo people to check it out. Maybe they have a separate code system. As long as we find the tricks of the code, we can know what they said."

Ling Linglu sighed and said, "Although I don't understand their code, what they are saying... I can still understand a little bit."

"The long list of dishes that the Beggar Gang disciples... I think they are cursing! After all, learning to quarrel is also a compulsory course for Beggar Gang disciples."
Chapter completed!