Not surprisingly, Jira had already discovered Qi Lang's specialness.

Regarding the training of the two abilities that were being carried out at the same time, Qi Lang had never officially revealed it to those brothers. It wasn't because he didn't have a chance to explain it to them, and he knew what that would happen—white people were prejudiced against monastics, as they always were. They generally felt that that kind of strange training was destroying the soul of the cultivator. It is clear from their titles: Aren't martyrs ignorant believers who sacrifice their souls to the devil?

But paper can't always contain fire, and since Jira raised this issue, Qi Lang can't hide it anymore.

"You must see something, Jira. Qi Lang smiled, trying to make his expression as natural as usual, "I know that your promotion has given you some special abilities, and you are particularly sensitive to very mysterious things like spiritual power, so, tell me, what did you peep at from me?"

Jira scratched her ears, looking a little worried. This was obvious, he had been a little uneasy since he saw that there was an abnormality in the vice-captain, but he noticed that Qi Lang was still calm as usual, and there was not the slightest threat in his eyes, so he showed a frank attitude.

"You have another kind of power. Jira took a deep breath and said, "I don't know if my observation is correct, but I have to say that in addition to having the same spiritual energy in your body as us, you also have an inexplicable power that is almost as powerful. They're gathered in a strange area...... "Jira's guilt-filled gaze rested on Qi Lang's lower abdomen.

"What now?" Qi Lang had already caused his internal force to run along the meridians when he asked this. The speed of the internal force was very fast, and the powerful energy hit the meridian pipe that had just been repaired, making Qi Lang's face show a painful expression.

"Wow, oh my God!" Jira involuntarily took two steps back to Gulf's side, his right hand grabbing Gulf's arm, "You...... You're moving inside! It's amazing, are you sure everything is still under control, Captain?"

Gulf was frightened by Gilla's fuss. He was pretty sure that Qi Lang hadn't taken any action, because he saw that Qi Lang was just standing up, his facial muscles twisting a little, and that's it. Owu also walked over, his face also full of doubt. Of course, he didn't have the keen observation skills of Jira, but Qi Lang's expression still caught his attention, so he shouted loudly: "Beware! You are a ghost, do you need me to help you?"

"Let's go on. Qi Lang waved his hand at Aowu, and at the same time accelerated the speed of the internal force. He noticed that the brothers seemed to be a little panicked, and in order to avoid the situation from escalating, he could only keep the smile on his face as if nothing had happened, but in fact, the tingling sensation coming from the meridians had already made him a little unbearable.

Slowly, Qi Lang's feet left the ground and rose little by little.

He floated!

Although he was only about a meter off the ground, Qi Lang plopped and fell back, but the three brothers were already stunned.

"Did you see that!?" Gulf's brown hair was about to stand on end, and he probably didn't notice that he was holding Owu in front of him, "That's weird...... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have sweared, but are you sure you're sober, Qi Lang?"

Qi Lang gasped forcefully twice, and at the same time withdrew the true qi in his body into the dantian: "Brothers, don't worry, I'm fine." I'm still the Spinner's Soldier, I'm still the Oriental freak, everything is the same as ever, no difference. ”

Ou Wu was the only brother who didn't make a fuss, of course, it was also due to his greatest courage, and he had seen too many miracles in Qi Lang, he must have taken it for granted that anything strange happened to Qi Lang. He bravely walked up, took Qi Lang's arm and turned him around a few times, and then beat Qi Lang's head with his fist, and then gave his own examination results: "He didn't have wings, and his soul was probably still in his head." He's supposed to be normal, at least different from the ghost upper body I've heard of. ”

Qi Lang angrily shook off Ao Wu's arm: "This is the ability of a cultivator, not some unlucky ghost, okay! I mentioned to you, I saw a white-bearded old man in Yunyang City, this is the cultivation method he told me." ”

Gulf gave him a wary look, "That's a martyr, isn't it?"

"It's a cultivator!" Qi Lang corrected Gulf's words, and his tone was still full of anger, "It's the main way for Eastern warriors to improve themselves." I didn't tell you before, I was worried about your attitude. You like to summarize what you don't understand as the power of the devil, but in fact it's normal, it's just that you don't understand!"

"If you're there, you've changed martyrdom to such a new term, should we accept you?" Gulf remained hidden behind O'U and refused to show his face.

Qi Lang was a little angry: "You stupid fellow, do you see the horns on my head? I'm not a devil, this is just the result of a cultivator's training! Do you only accept the promotion method of a barbarian warrior, and for other types, you will only interpret it with prejudice and malice?!"

Hearing the word brute warrior, the three of them became even more inexplicable, and they looked at each other one by one, as if the one standing in front of them was a crazy Qi Lang.

Qi Lang sighed and explained as calmly as possible: "You may not have heard of it, but the Orientals call you 'brute warriors', or more elegantly, 'brave warriors'. ”

Gulf rolled his eyes expertly: "Who told you that we are brute warriors? This is ridiculous, we are true warriors, and we don't have so many extra titles, so we are not as strange as you." ”

Lest the controversy over the title continue, the sane Gila persuaded the two brothers: "That's not the point, brothers. Combat abilities are nothing more than a tool, as long as they are in the hands of the righteous Whirlwind Army, they are a powerful weapon to kill the enemy. I can see that Captain Qi Lang is still the same warrior as before, and there is really no need for us to dwell on this. ”

Both Zilang and Gulf calmed down, and Jira had a point, and arguing over this matter was indeed quite unnecessary. However, they did not shake hands, and Gulf still hid away, as if Qi Lang was infected with the Black Death, and he had to keep a safe distance of about five meters from him.

Or Jira was more intimate, he bravely walked to Qi Lang's side, held his chin and looked carefully for a long time, and finally carefully gave his opinion: "I don't know if you noticed, you seem to have turned into a huge magnetic field just now." I watched the power within you spin rapidly, enveloping you entirely, and it was that force that made you float. ”

Qi Lang nodded: "That's exactly what the dustless old man said, as long as I quickly activate the true qi in my body, I can resist the gravitational force coming from under my feet and fly." Of course, my ability was far from enough, and I had a small injury, which prevented me from using this magnetism to the fullest and soaring in the sky like a bird. ”

"If you really want to learn to fly, I can lend you Schukin for a few days. Gulf seemed to have come out of his fear, and had the courage to make a joke or two, "If you can convince her to be your forever companion for the rest of your life, that would be great." ”

Qi Lang smiled relievedly: "Schukin is yours, she is determined to follow you, even if you and Lucy start dating one day in the future, she will always be faithful to the side and prevent you from hugging and kissing." ”

Gulf angrily rushed up and punched Qi Lang in the chest, then sat down again with a grin. At this time, Qi Lang noticed that Ao Wu opened his mouth again and again, and his eyes seemed to have become strange, probably thinking of Igru. Of course, Qi Lang couldn't take in any other beast pets, he already had Igru, and although the tall snow wolf didn't know where to run to find some answers, one day, he would come back, as he himself said, stronger than ever.

However, Jila's old pedant kept staring at Qi Lang's dantian as if he had found some political literature, scratching his head and spinning around in front of him, making Qi Lang a little dizzy.

"I don't know how the level of force of a cultivator is determined. He finally stopped in front of Qi Lang, "But if you look at the level of energy accumulation, you should have reached the level of a martial artist on the path of the cultivator. I've calculated that the total amount of energy in your stomach is a little larger than the spiritual energy contained in your body, at least three hundred times more. In other words, that should be the amount of energy that a beginner martial artist can have in the later stage. ”

Qi Lang shrugged: "I can't tell." However, the training of the ascetic seems to be easier for me, because I can improve the training in my body by paying attention to my breath while running. In contrast, the brute warriors ...... Uh, I'm sorry, it's this path of authentic warriors, I may need to put in a little more effort. ”

Gulf patted Qi Lang on the shoulder: "Don't be so anxious, brother, you are already strong enough." Come to think of it, you only suffered a few minor injuries on this mission, which means that your ability is already top-notch, but don't forget, even a strong man like Quill has suffered a big loss......"

Gulf was a good picker at the end of the day, and somehow, he still found out the fierce battle between Qi Lang and them in the Otto Empire. However, Zi Lang noticed that Gulf's expression became complicated when he mentioned Quill - a smile was struggling from the corners of his mouth, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, presumably worried about Meggie's future choices.

But he finally laughed slyly, and sneaked into Qi Lang's lower abdomen: "How can the energy of a cultivator be stored in such a ghost place, aren't you afraid that it will explode one day?"