Chapter 152: The disciples of the Demon Sect have mixed in
"You, you...... Why did you just run to cultivate the mid-level mental method? ”
When he asked this, Ming Rui didn't have any malicious intent, he was just very puzzled, how could the little junior sister who had just started cultivating be able to cultivate the middle-level mental method?
You must know that when he first entered the Qingyun Sect, he started to cultivate from the low-level mental method.
Starting from the low level, then to the middle level, and finally the higher level of the mind.
Now what he cultivates on weekdays is the high-level mental method.
Not only Mingrui was surprised, but even Cheng Mo's face changed.
He grabbed Chi Yu's arm and said coldly, "Senior Sister Chi Yu, when you were cultivating the Intermediate Mind Method, did you feel that something was wrong?" ”
Pond Fish: ???
Chi Yu was taken aback by Senior Brother Chengmo's sudden move, but she quickly reacted, and she shook her head: "There is nothing wrong with it. ”
On the contrary, when she cultivates the mental method, she can feel very comfortable, which is the harmony of body and mind.
Hearing this, Cheng Mo squinted his eyes and touched the pulse of the pond fish, which was strong and powerful, and there was no backlash, and there was indeed nothing wrong with it.
He looked at Mingrui with partial eyes and was silent for a moment: "It's indeed as Senior Sister Chiyu said." ”
Cheng Mo let go of his hand.
Mingrui looked at Chi Yu with a gaze as if he had seen a rare treasure, "Senior Sister Chi Yu, your talent is amazing. ”
"I really didn't expect that your brother and sister's cultivation talent would be so good."
Cheng Mo rarely echoed the two: "Indeed." ”
Pond Fish: "......"
She came out to listen to gossip, not to let the gossip run to her.
The little girl sighed, "The two senior brothers, don't boast anymore, why don't you just talk about when we will go to the Demon Sect?" ”
Mingrui: "I think the elders probably have to have a headache about the frost first, and I think about it, I'm afraid that the matter of going to the Demon Sect will continue to be delayed again." ”
"It's the Great Elder......"
Cheng Mo suddenly answered: "Yesterday, I went to see the Great Elder. ”
Mingrui and Chiyu were both stunned.
Mingrui said: "Chengmo, when did you go, why don't I know?" ”
"I don't remember when, I only know that the remaining half of the toxin in the Great Elder's body began to spread, and if the antidote is not found, the toxin will spread throughout the body......"
The Great Elder will not be able to save his life.
The pond fish is in a trance.
It's been so long since I came back from the Thousand Shadows Sect.
That vicious, always targeting A-Yuan's Great Elder, seemed to be unable to hold on.
"In my guess, the sect master will definitely make a decision tonight."
Cheng Mo is finalized in one word.
……
Indeed, as he thought, after seeing the half-dead Great Elder, the sect master finalized the matter of going to the Demon Sect.
Of course, there is another reason.
"Sect Master, what should I do with Frost over there?"
The second elder asked.
Without waiting for the Sect Master to speak, the Third Elder thought for a while: "Sect Master, don't blame me for being too talkative, I don't think it's Frost that sneaks into the Library. ”
"Although Frost is willful on weekdays, she won't lie."
"I don't think so."
The sect master spoke: "I believe in Frost, and Frost doesn't have the courage at all, and according to her cultivation, she can't break the barrier on the third floor." ”
"Also, the polygraph treasure is suspicious."
The three elders were surprised: "What does the sect master mean ......?" ”
"Second Elder, bring the polygraph treasure here."
"Okay."
As soon as he heard the sect master's order, the second elder returned to Yan Sidian with a swift movement, picked up the polygraph treasure, turned around and left.
After returning to the courtyard, the second elder placed the polygraph treasure on the table.
With just one glance, the sect master's face suddenly sank, and his tone was as cold as ice: "The disciples of the Demon Sect have mixed in. ”