Looking at the place where Liang Jiawei was buried deep, Li Xingzhou obscured a silence for three seconds.

Then he slapped the empty snow-capped mountains.

This palm condenses a huge amount of true energy and contains his true meaning of martial arts.

Any warrior below the Grandmaster can only walk around and dare not get close even when he gets here.

This palm mind can last for ten years.

This is the wonder of the great master.

It is enough to communicate with the world through true qi and write into some kind of "rules".

Of course, this kind of "record" will not be too complicated or too long.

It is more of a rendering than a change.

Just like humans’ changes to nature, they are by no means eternal.

Once the human beings who live somewhere disappear for too long, the nature that was once conquered will spread back, occupying everything and returning it to its original appearance.

Looking at the ancient magic power in the dark pot, who was still in a coma due to the excessive poisoning, Li Xingzhou had other ideas at this time.

The Grand Master is so strong!

He is so powerful that Li Xingzhou will never want anyone else to share this kind of power.

In fact, even though Liang Jiawei did not reject him just now, he chose to resist his inner choice and continued to partner with him. Li Xingzhou still would not let him live.

"He is a great treasure. Perhaps even the direction of the supreme master, I can still find one or two of them in him. How can I hand over such a treasure? "Li Xingzhou thought.

Then he picked up the big black pot and rubbed it hard.

Soon, he pinched the big black skull into an iron box, placed the ancient Shentong's head in it, Li Xingzhou carried the iron box, stepped on the soft snow, and walked towards the top of the mountain.

No footprints were left wherever I passed.

In reality, Ke Xiaoliang could no longer suppress the joy on his face.

Grandmaster... Breakthrough!

The realm of a warrior is not as detailed and specific as a monk's division from the beginning.

Therefore, the difference between great realms is extremely wide.

In front of the master of the sect [Biquge www.xbqg5200.co], those innate warriors were as tender and fragile as babies.

And in front of the great master, the master is like a child who has just learned to walk.

At this time, Ke Xiaoliang felt the "feedback" conveyed from the gourd, and had a premonition.

When he digested the feedback that the Grandmaster level was "opened", he could break through to the 40th level of Qi training and derive magic power.

With magic power, he is a real monk and can exert the magical abilities of various monks.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon and taking a deep breath.

Then fill the surrounding area with the best spirit stones.

Ke Xiaoliang began to digest feedback.

A large amount of attributeless true qi began to flow in his body, and the liquefied true qi rushed into Ke Xiaoliang's body more quickly.

The qi training weight also began to increase.

Thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight, thirty-nine, thirty-nine, forty!

boom!

After reaching the forty level of Qi training, the extremely thick true qi surged up to the spiritual platform.

Then, there was a thick and peaceful pouring into it.

The originally dry and silent spiritual platform seemed to attract endless living water.

A large amount of spiritual platform space was lit up.

On the vast spiritual platform, Ke Xiaoliang's vague soul shows a complete image in the reflection of the liquid true qi that is as vast as rivers and as wide as the ocean.

That is the reflection of the soul.

And under the inspiration of the soul.

Some of them floated over the spiritual platform, and thin powers like clouds suddenly emerged.

It is like a virtual and real, like the extension of the soul, and like the sixth sense beyond the five senses...

This is magic power.

True Qi cannot carry too complex and complete will.

But mana can.

The magical and changeable magic power is farther than the true energy.

"Mana! I finally have mana!"

"It turns out that this is magic power. It is an extension of my will. By using magic power, I can use talismans to pry the power of heaven and earth, use magic weapons to condense the mighty power, use magic magic to mobilize the rules between heaven and earth, send earth fire, water and wind, use formations to describe a world appearance, and form a country in the air."

"As long as my mana is strong enough and thick enough, I can even use it to turn the sky over!" Ke Xiaoliang suddenly felt very passionate in his heart.

And looking at the soul's feet, the image of the soul reflected in the vast liquid true energy of the sea.

Ke Xiaoliang also understood more clearly what the specific benefits of persisting in practicing Qi until he was at the forty level before he could produce magic power.

The soul of the soul... This is the foundation of immortality and the root of creation.

It was originally a supreme treasure root that only monks who had survived the life and death tribulation and had cultivated to the realm of the soul.

Although Ke Xiaoliang has not really obtained the soul now.

However, through the image of the soul reflected in the liquid true qi, you can barely obtain some soul specializations that can only be obtained by the soul monk.

More importantly, this helps Ke Xiaoliang condense his soul later.

You should know that the most difficult thing for a person to see is his true self.

And the soul is the truest self in the soul.

This self is actually vague and unclear in many people's minds.

That's why there are so many monks who, when they cross the barrier of the soul, get into devils and get invaded by the demons or the demons of their hearts, die and disappear, and years of practice are dispersed into ashes.

"My road is not a wrong path, but it is the beginning of the road!" Ke Xiaoliang opened his eyes and sighed.

Then he stretched out his finger.

Fingers condense magic power and draw in the air.

A small talisman was easily drawn out. Although his magic power was born, he did not feel exhausted at all. It was a world of difference from those monks who rely on others to enlighten their magic power.

"Go!" Ke Xiaoliang pointed his finger.

The little sweet red talisman turned into a small rain cloud and fell on the osmanthus tree outside the window.

The fine raindrops wet the leaves of the osmanthus tree.

The raindrops with spiritual energy make the osmanthus tree show more lush vitality.

If Ke Xiaoliang gave this osmanthus tree a small sweet rain talisman every day, then in less than ten years, it would definitely grow into a spiritual tree.

"Mana... Good... What a mana!" Ke Xiaoliang couldn't help laughing loudly.

At this time, although he had just entered the level of magic power.

However, with the knowledge he has mastered, once he has magic power, his strength will surely make a leaps and bounds.

Perhaps in the near future, he will return to the Ten Demon Sect openly.

After all, when you don’t have the strength, you will die when you go back.

If you have the strength, you will take over the power and hold the people.

At this time, the energy of the Gaowu world has changed.

Li Xingzhou thought he had stopped the spread of the great master and turned it into his own secret. He wanted to monopolize the mystery in the future and become the supreme emperor of the world.

But I have no idea that it is himself who really breaks the boundaries and makes the whole world have the concept of a master.

The ancient magic power is just a reference and an introduction.

When the fixed limit is broken, the upper limit is widened.

Regardless of whether he spreads his knowledge or not, it may have appeared, and successors naturally emerge one after another.

It was just like the realm of a master appeared at the beginning.

The momentum is raging... it cannot be stopped at all.
Chapter completed!