Qingli put some dry food and water into the spiritual ring left to him by Qinggu. Although this spiritual ring is not high-end, it has the figure of a father and the smell of a father.

When watching the spiritual ring, I accidentally found a dark yellow scroll, lying quietly inside the spiritual ring, shiny slightly. Qing Li suddenly remembered the spiritual technique he had auctioned at the auction, the fire lion roar!

The magic wound took out the spiritual technique. After a closer look, it was true that I had been practicing for the past few days and had forgotten that I had such a sound wave spiritual technique.

Looking through the first page, a line of powerful fonts appeared in front of Qingli. "The fire lion roar is a earth-level spiritual technique. This roar is the sound of the dragon and the fire lion. Once used, the opponent will faint for a short time. It can be said to be a great combat power in battle. It radius of hundreds of miles, and no one is affected. However, the range of control can be controlled. The control method depends on your control of spiritual power. I am Venerable. This spiritual technique is obtained by me when I was an ancient ruin. I can use its powerful power in the future. Don't insult this fire lion roar!"

After reading it, Qing Li was very excited in his mind. "It's really a spiritual method that can make the enemy faint, which is great." Even a slight mistake in the battle between the strong can lead to the final failure. Now Qing Li can fight with a truly powerful spiritual demon mirror strongman. Even if he can't fight, he can still use the Fire Lion Roar to escape.

Qingli was not in a hurry to practice, but took it back into the spiritual ring. Now his task is to register at the registration office of the Spirit Holy Academy in Beixuecheng.

I forgot about this room nostalgia, and there was nothing worth taking away. When I walked out of the room, Qing Li was shocked and saw a group of guards from the Tianwang Sect standing neatly in the courtyard, with the Thunder Heavenly King and Xuantian King in front of me.

Qingli walked forward with great emotion: "Two uncles, what are you doing?"

"Everyone is reluctant to leave you, but there is no way, I can only send you off." King Xuantian glanced at the huge guards behind him helplessly.

Qingli was very grateful. When he left Qing Mansion, only Qing Gu came out to see him off. Now the entire sect is sending him off, and the young man still has vanity.

After being grateful, Qingli walked towards the gate of the Tianwang Sect. The guards behind him showed reluctance on their faces. Xuantian King Lei Gang and the others accompanied Qingli out to the door. Looking at the energetic young man in front of him, they couldn't help but smile.

"Uncle Xuan, Uncle Lei, I'm leaving, I'm not coming back. Why are you doing this? A bunch of big men are not shy." As he said that, Qing Li's tears also flowed down. After embracing Xuantian King Lei Gang, he turned around and walked away happily.

Qing Li left without any hesitation. He believed that one day the Tianwang Sect would not live in a small place in Beixuecheng. With the Xuantian King's methods of dealing with things, the Tianwang Sect would soon become stronger.

When Qing Li left, he still left a scroll of space for King Xuan Tian, ​​and he could contact Qing Li through spiritual power, so that he would know no matter what dangers there were.

It's noon now, and the weather is not very hot because winter is coming, but there are still many vendors selling things. Qingli is walking straight, and many people are pointing fingers on the road from time to time. Qingli is now the number one person in Beixuecheng, which makes Qingli speechless.
Chapter completed!