Faced with the Eighth Elder's earnest teaching, Cheng Mubai did not refute, but just responded obediently: "I understand, master." ”

The Eighth Elder breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Cheng Mubai's expression.

Judging from his years of observation of people, he, the fifth apprentice, should have listened to it.

Compared to his other four apprentices, this fifth apprentice is the most reassuring person.

Chong Cheng Mubai nodded, the Eighth Elder was quite happy in his heart, and pointed at Cheng Mubai to the disciple in charge of registration at the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and said, "This is my newly accepted personal disciple, one of the candidates for the chief disciple. ”

Several disciples hurriedly stood up and saluted, "I've seen Senior Brother!"

Cheng Mubai returned a salute.

One of the registered disciples asked, "Eighth Elder, Senior Brother, how many floors do you want to enter?"

The Eighth Elder said, "Go directly to the seventh layer!"

The registered disciple glanced at Cheng Mubai enviously, took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, and pressed it on the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Suddenly, with the jade pendant as the center of gravity in the gate, a beam of golden light shot out, enveloping the Eighth Elder and Cheng Mubai inside.

Cheng Mubai only felt a flash in front of him.

Then he entered a room.

The room is very large, full of seventy or eighty square meters.

The whole room is furnished with a bookshelf, a wooden table, and four chairs.

Three of the chairs were already occupied.

It's two men and one woman.

In the Protector Sect, although on the surface, from the sect master to the elders, to the various disciples, they all wore the same disciple uniforms.

In fact, these disciples are particular in their uniforms.

The cuffs and neckline of the disciple's uniform worn by the sect master were inlaid with gold, and a jade jade stone was inlaid in the center of the hair crown.

The eight elders, their cuffs and necklines are also trimmed with gold, and their hair crowns are the same as those of ordinary disciples.

Chief Great Disciple, not yet. However, according to the rules of the sect on weekdays, there is not much difference from the sect master, but the hair crown is golden.

Then there are the elder's own disciples, whose necklines are trimmed with gold.

Ordinary inner disciples, the sleeves are trimmed with gold.

The outer disciples, on the other hand, are just ordinary lower-grade magic weapon-level disciple uniforms, without any embellishments.

And these two men and one woman, all of whom have gold trim inlaid with necklines, are undoubtedly disciples of the elders.

Cheng Mubai somewhat understood why those registered disciples showed envy after hearing that they had gone to the "seventh layer".

This shows that on the seventh layer, only people at the level of elders and disciples can enter!

When the Eighth Elder and Cheng Mubai came in, the two men and one woman just stood up, saluted the Eighth Elder, and continued to be busy flipping through the books in their hands.

The Eighth Elder took Cheng Mubai to the bookshelf and said in a low voice: "Disciple, the three over there are the other three chief disciple candidates that you didn't see today, and your opponents for the chief disciple race." ”

"The one on the left is called Wang Qihong, and the supernatural power is fourfold cultivation. He didn't belong to any sect before, and was the youngest son of the great general Wang Yong. He is extremely powerful, and his usual weapon is a mountain-opening axe. In response to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he joined the Protector Sect. ”

"The girl in the middle, called Chen Jingshu, is the only daughter of the Chen family, the richest businessman in our country. Remember her, the five-fold cultivation of supernatural powers. To be a teacher, among these disciples, she is the one who is most likely to compete with Yao Xifeng for the candidate for the chief big disciple. ”

"Do you know what kind of exercises she is practicing?"

Greeting the Eighth Elder, Cheng Mubai shook his head with a faint look of mockery.

The Eighth Elder said: "Dao Pupil - Illusion! When you fight her, don't look at her eyes, otherwise, you will most likely have lost before you make a move!"

Cheng Mubai felt a little sad in his heart.

What these two people have, normally speaking, isn't it what a traverser should have?

But why don't they have it? And they do?

The Eighth Elder also seemed to feel the gloom in Cheng Mubai's heart, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Disciple, don't mind. As the teacher said, you just have a long experience this time. ”

As he spoke, the Eighth Elder turned around and pointed at the books on the shelves with his fingers.

Cheng Mubai looked at the third young man suspiciously, and said, "Master, this third person, why don't you say it?"

Only then did the Eighth Elder stop and said, "I haven't seen this third person make a move. ”

"Hmm, no one has seen that, so how did he become a candidate for the chief disciple?" asked Cheng Mubai.

The Eighth Elder looked at the third young man, and said after a moment's silence, "This is one of the few surviving disciples of the original Hundred Grass Hall, and the only one of the elder-level disciples, Han Qing. Before, he had been accompanying the prince as an attendant, so he was able to escape the disaster of annihilation. ”

The original Baicao Hall is now the only disciple of the Elder Disciple level?

That's supposed to be a healing technique to cultivate.

After all, Baicaotang is the one who specializes in healing.

In this case, he should be the most vulnerable.

However, with the two identities of the former Baicaotang elder's personal disciple and the prince's attendant, even if he will lose, he will not be defeated badly.

Cheng Mubai sighed secretly.

Really.

The so-called possibility of anyone becoming a candidate for the Chief Great Disciple is a joke.

In addition to himself, the first five, which identity and status is simple?

After introducing the three chief disciple candidates, the Eighth Elder handed a book to Cheng Mubai and said, "Disciple, this seventh layer is all the highest-quality exercise books collected by my Protector Sect from various sects. The highest level is five, all here. The book in your hand is a four-grade heart exercise, and the name of the exercise is "Thunder Jue". As the name suggests, after cultivating, the spiritual power in your body has the attribute of thunder. ”

"When you exert your full strength, the thunder attribute attached to the powerful spiritual power can even paralyze the enemy!"

"This heart method was created by the fifteenth generation sect master of my Shenji Camp back then, and it can only be learned by the elders and disciples in the past generations. ”

"Now that time is in a hurry, the chief disciple election will be held in less than a year, and you don't have much time to think about it slowly. Therefore, the teacher only chose this book, in this case, if you don't understand, the teacher can tell you about it. ”

"When you have the opportunity in the future, you will go to cultivate the Five Grades, or even higher-level Mind Exercises. ”

Cheng Mubai took the book and said, "Then it's troublesome for the master." ”

The Eighth Elder nodded with satisfaction.

Cheng Mubai, a well-behaved and thoughtful disciple, is really tailor-made for him!

Heaven has mercy, and finally opened my eyes!

Next, the Eighth Elder walked to the corner with the "Thunder Formula" and explained to Cheng Mubai in a whisper.

It was not until dusk that the Eighth Elder closed the book and said, "That's all." Disciple, none of these books can be taken out of the Scripture Pavilion, so you should go back and rest today and review what the teacher said today. Starting tomorrow during the day, let's practice hard!"

Cheng Mubai shook his head, pointed to the other three chief disciple candidates who were still sitting there looking at the exercise books, and said, "Master, you go back first! It's still early, I'll take a look." ”。

Seeing this, the Eighth Elder snorted and left.

Cheng Mubai went to the vacant seat with "Thunder Jue" in his arms, and was just about to sit down, but saw Wang Qihong put his feet on the stool, snorted his mouth, and said impatiently: "Go out of the way!"