This table of disciples from Taiyi Sect talked about practicing in their words.

Peter had the highest level, and the other junior brothers and sisters were asking questions every word they said. He answered one by one, telling in detail his experience of cultivation, bit by bit, and did not hide his own privateness.

Through the question and answer, I gained a lot and solved many doubts. The path of cultivation became smoother invisibly. During the question and answer process, Peter himself re-remembered the mystery of body building and foundation building, and realized it more deeply.

They do not hide anything from their words, nor do they avoid anything.

Who in this restaurant, except for the disciples of Taiyi Sect, can understand the meaning of their words?

It’s not a system, and many people don’t have a system. Even if they put the skills in front of them, they will be blinded.

As for the experience of practicing, it is like a book of heaven for those people, in the clouds and fog.

But I didn't know that there was another person next to them who could hear clearly.

When Strange finished his meal, Peter and the others were still communicating. As for Tony, he had been chatting with the two women for so long, but he still had endless things to say.

Originally, I saw that Master Meilin had not left yet and planned to take the time to try Tony, but now it seems that it will take a while to postpone it.

After a moment, the old mage and the two knights around him stood up and left. Strange's heart turned secretly, and he also stood up, staggered and left the restaurant.

After he left, Peter stood at the table, Banner looked at the figure that disappeared from the stairs, and then said, "This supreme mage is in a bad situation. It seems that the trauma caused him to be worse and worse... Two or three hours ago, he said many inexplicable words to me, and he said that he had foresaw his death..."

"Foresee death?"

Everyone heard this and was slightly surprised.

Natasha thoughtfully: "No wonder he looked depressed. I remember that when he first met this mage, he was still competing with Tony."

"It's understandable." Ruiwen put down her fork, knife, wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin, and said, "I'm almost dead when I see you, it's strange that I can be happy."

"We should have such ability to practice to a certain level, right?" Logan had finished eating, and was hanging a cigar and smoking beautifully: "Senior Brother Tianyang, you have completed your foundation building. Do you have any insights?"

Peter thought for a while: "It's not very obvious."

He looked up at the window: "If there is danger, there will be a vague whim. Just like now, there is always a shadow in my heart, which makes me feel a little uneasy, but in this shadow, I don't feel the smell of despair. That is to say, there is danger, but the chance of endangering life is not high."

After a pause, he said: "Master said that as the practice deepens, the growth of the physical essence will nourish the soul and spirit, making our soul and spirit stronger and more sensitive. Although I don't know what qi refining, magic power, and what is going on, I guess it should be related to spirit, will, and soul. After the foundation building is complete, my senses become very sharp. I can easily detect the dangers in the air, as if I could vaguely see some gray or black unknown things floating."

“It is indeed related to the spirit, will and soul.”

Tony came over.

"Oh, senior brother, where is your beauty?"

Riven glanced at Roma and Susan who were leaving each other in the distance, with a strange tone.

"No matter how beautiful a beauty is, she is not as beautiful as a junior sister." Tony smiled and said, "Junior sister is comparable to thousands of people!"

"Senior Brother, you tease Senior Sister Ruiwen, be careful I will tell Master." Natasha gave him a glance: "I have never seen you have such a thick-skinned person."

Tony laughed, disregarded himself, and sat down and said, "Didn't it mean magic power and Qi refining?"

He pulled the topic away: "I once asked the master if magic power is a kind of energy, just like electricity and nuclear energy."

When I heard this, I quickly cheered up, listened carefully, and focused.

"Because I plan to inscribe permanent talismans on my armor during the body building stage. I think if magic power is energy, can other energy be replaced?"

The junior brothers and sisters couldn't help but nod.

"Master denies it." Tony said: "He said that magic power is an existence formed by the spiritual will that embrace the inspiration of heaven and earth and melt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He told me that if I could make electricity, nuclear energy, and my spiritual will, then maybe it would be possible." As he said that, he spread his hands: "It is obvious that I can't make electricity, nuclear energy carry my spiritual will, so I can't."

"I just heard Peter talk about magic power and Qi refining. I think that to refine magic power, it must be related to spirit, will and soul. But I don't know what to do."

...

"His Excellency Merlin."

Walking out of the restaurant, Strange called out the old wizard Merlin from a distance and caught up in a few steps.

"Master Strange."

Meilin stood still and nodded with a smile: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Hmm..." Strange hesitated for a moment: "Talk while walking?"

"certainly."

Merlin waved his hands with the two knights and asked them to leave first, and then walked slowly with Strange.

"I thought about it," Strange sighed, with a low expression: "This time, I may be really doomed. But I can't worry about some things. Here, except for your daughter, Ms. Roma, who is a magician, you are the only one. I can believe in it. There is one thing I want to ask you."

Merlin was stunned for a moment and thought for a moment: "The Hercules, Heglith and Mr. Johnny, aren't they all your friends? I think if there is anything, you might as well entrust them."

Strange sneered in his heart, but there was a helpless look on his face, and he shook his head and said, "Highris is the god of Olympus, not the earthling. And Johnny... I think Mr. Merlin would not be unaware of Johnny's situation. He is the evil spirit knight who sold his soul to the demons. I believe them, but I don't believe in the gods and demons behind them."

"And," he paused and sighed, "I think you are stronger than both of them, and you will be safe and sound in the future."

As he spoke, he wiped a large piece of his head from his backhand from his cloak: "This is the inheritance of the Magician Temple, the Book of Emperor Weishan."

Meilin's eyes fell on the big book, his heart beat, and his pupils immediately shrank.

He was moved!

The Book of Emperor Weishan is famous. It is a magic book compiled by the founder of the Magician Temple and the Supreme Supreme Law God. It is a complete collection of magic passed down by the Supreme Law God of the Trinity. This is a fatal temptation for any magician!

Merlin is no exception.

However, although this old thing was so moved that he wanted to snatch it, he calmed down and said hesitantly: "This is the inheritance of the Magician Temple. Just give it to me like this?"

"In the special period, there are not so many concerns." The Supreme Master laughed at himself: "Anyway, I probably can't survive. Instead of losing or losing it in the battle, I might as well give it to you. Lord Merlin, you can read it, hoping to provide you with some help in the upcoming battle. And I, the only thing I ask, if I die, I hope you can send it back to the temple of the magicians and hand it to the king."

He put the big guy with great care and reluctantly put it into the old mage's hand, and reluctantly smiled and said, "As for the magical equipment on me, my cloak and my magical tools, fighting cannot be separated from them. If possible, wait for me to die in battle, I hope you can collect them for me and send them back to the temple of the mage."

Meilin held the Book of Emperor Weishan tightly, and could hardly hold back his ecstasy, and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry. If you die in battle, I will definitely help you send your magic weapon and this Book of Emperor Weishan back to the Magician Temple and hand it over to the King. If you are lucky enough to survive, I will return it to you."

Speaking of this, he licked his mouth: "Master Strange, since... since you foresee your ending, why not leave here?"

Strange sighed and shook his head: "The trauma of the soul is getting worse and worse... Master Merlin, although I have been slightly suppressed after communicating with you, but... if I don't kill Chihuntai Wuyuan Demon Lord, I will still die."

He paused and said, "I will entrust you with the inheritance of the Magician Temple, Lord Merlin, thank you."

Strange bowed deeply, turned around and staggered away, leaving Merlin with a desolate back.

Merlin looked at Strange's back and smiled silently.

He did not doubt whether Strange had really seen his ending. If it were Merlin himself, he could have done it. He did not see his ending. Although it was a fog, he believed that he would never have any trouble.

As for Strange's choice, he understood it very well. Since killing the old demon is the only solution, and since leaving is also a death, then staying and working hard is undoubtedly the most reasonable choice.

However, the old mage did not notice. At the moment of turning around, Strange also smiled, a very strange smile.

...

"Fate is in my hands, haha..." Strange returned to the residence and laughed in a low voice: "If you want to take it, you must give it first, and the sage will not deceive me."

After laughing, the Supreme Master sat cross-legged and closed his eyes slightly.

...

Manor castle, deep underground.

The demonic qi swelled around the body, like a sea tide, and the magic power surged. The acre of red and black celebratory clouds behind the mind were already stained with a slightly dim color.

The dim light flashed and burst in the Qingyun, just like the starlight in the endless deep starry sky. In the mysterious and mysterious, rays of ending aura rose. A green gem rose and floated in the Qingyun, and the demonic qi rolled up a little bit of dim light, turning into a chain of sealing the sky, locking the gem, and waves caused waves to invade.

The Demon Lord, who was shrouded in Demon Qi and Qingyun, looked indifferent. He had never opened his eyes, but said a little bit: "This gem has been refined for five or six hundred times. If it needs to make progress, it will be difficult in a short period of time. However, it can also use it to display some magical wonders. It is not difficult for five days to turn into an hour."

"It is the demeanor of a monk who is slow and not impatient... I originally wanted to wait for work, but there was a variable, so I could have a good time playing tricks, haha..."

But the demon Lord opened his red and black eyes, and Qingyun shrank and swelled upside down. A dim lightning fell from the darkness and slashed on the gem, stimulating green light. An invisible mysterious power emanated from the gem, turning into a big bowl to cover the demon Lord and Qingyun together.

The Demon Lord was shrouded in that power, and felt as if the heaven and earth were changing. When he looked up, he saw that the radius of acre was ordinary. However, everything became so slow outside of the power.

He saw a speck of dust floating outside and landing from the air, which required three points, but now it has slowed down sixty times!
Chapter completed!