Even though he was at the tenth level of the Demon God Sutra, he had only reached the first level at this moment, but his cultivation level was not shown in the Demon God Sutra.
So he had no idea what his current level of cultivation was, and many questions arose in his mind.
When Zhang Mingling heard Su Yu asking about his cultivation level, he glanced at his phone and put it away.
Sitting on the bed, he looked at Su Yu with an inquiring gaze and said, "I'll have to discuss this with you."
"Since ancient times, or perhaps it started at some unknown time, there has always been an unchanging definition of the cultivation level of us cultivators. Cultivation is divided into nine levels, and one of them is lost."
"They are respectively: Lin (1st level), Bing (2nd level), Dou (3rd level), Zhe (4th level), Jie (5th level), Zhen (6th level), Lie (7th level), Qian (8th level), and Xing (9th level)."
"These nine realms are divided into three stages: early, middle, and late."
"Master Dao observes that your cultivation has now reached the middle stage of the First Realm."
"It's just that when you shout that slogan, your strength will increase tenfold, and your cultivation level can leap to the early stage of the Dou San realm."
"It's really strange that there are no side effects when directly crossing two major realms."
"What's even more surprising to me is that you, brother, can do this without any side effects, and even have the ability to become invisible and fly. So your strength can't be judged by common sense."
"But what Dao Ye said was only your basic combat power."
After hearing this, Su Yu was stunned.
Yes, he was stunned.
He thought his strength would be weak, but he didn't expect it to be this weak.
It's really incomparable to these perverts.
He was not even qualified to use the skills contained in the Demon God Sutra, such as the Demon God Slash.
Su Yusheng sighed: "I'm so weak!"
"I really can't figure it out."
Su Yu complained a few words, looked at the little Taoist priest, and was curious about his cultivation level. He asked, "Little Taoist priest, what level are you at?"
Zhang Mingling met Su Yu's gaze and smiled.
"The cultivation level of the Taoist master!"
"It's hard to say, but Dao Ye is at least a hundred times stronger than you."
When Su Yu heard the little Taoist priest's words, he felt like he was struck by lightning.
A hundred times?
He felt deeply insulted.
Yes, that feeling of being insulted.
He didn't know how he walked out of the room. He was thinking about how to improve his strength.
He started practicing much later than these people, basically more than ten years later. If he wanted to make up for his strength quickly, he had to open the Book of Demons. While gaining strength, he also had to gain the ability to heal Qingyin's eyes.
Su Yu kept thinking in his mind and checked his Demon Book to see how many points he needed to open the third page.
Page number: Page 3/Not opened (3/12)
Open points:
Current remaining points: 8904
There is still one thousand one hundred points left.
Almost there.
Su Yu returned to his room, pulled back the quilt and lay down, and Qingyin immediately hugged him.
Su Yu looked at Qingyin lying beside him, and felt warm in his heart. He reached out and held Qingyin's hand. The two of them lay flat on the bed and talked.
Qingyin heard everything that happened next door just now.
She continued to comfort Su Yu.
In her mind, Brother Su Yu was already very strong. In just three days, his cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Linyi Realm.
When the others were practicing, it took them a week or so just to feel the spiritual energy in the world. Even those with excellent talents took at least a day.
In her heart, her brother Su Yu was no weaker than anyone else, it was just that he had been practicing for a shorter time.
If it weren't for Brother Su Yu's physical condition, he should have embarked on the path of cultivation a long time ago.
But at that time...
Su Yu listened to Qingyin's comforting voice in his ear and kept smiling.
At this time, he wondered if he could let Qingyin also practice the skills taught by the young Taoist priest.
Su Yu expressed this idea, and Qingyin shook her head and refused.
Su Yu could understand Qingyin's refusal. After all, Qingyin couldn't see, so it was not convenient for her to practice.
Forget it, as long as I become stronger and can protect Qingyin, that’s enough.
Looking at Qingyin, Su Yu said to her very gently: "Go to sleep!"
"Aren't I going to take you out to play tomorrow?"
Hearing this, Miao Qingyin smiled and nodded.
Do you want to go shopping with Brother Su Yu?
It seems like I haven't been there for a long time.
Although he could see clearly around him with his spiritual energy, Brother Su Yu never knew about it.
Brother Su Yu was also afraid that it would be dangerous for her to go out, so he basically only let her go out when he was around.
Su Yu looked at Qingyin lying beside him in the moonlight, smiled, looked at the hair falling on her face, and gently picked it up with his hand.
Qingyin squeezed herself into Su Yu's arms.
"Brother Su Yu, go to sleep quickly. You still have to go shopping with me tomorrow!"
Su Yu nodded after hearing this.
Closed my eyes and fell asleep.
In the police station, Wang Yanran kept looking at the thing in her hand.
Death, who are you?
Are you a good person or a bad person?
Originally, Wang Yanran was determined to catch the Grim Reaper after he committed crimes repeatedly and even massacred an entire family.
But tonight, after seeing the dirty content on her phone, she wavered.
It turns out that all the people he killed were bad guys, but his method was wrong.
Wang Yanran looked into the distance in the moonlight outside, and her mind recalled the scene of her fight with the god of death.
She sighed silently, and it seemed that she had to go see her younger cousin first.
My aunt and uncle are not at home, and I don’t know how the two little ones are doing?
What made her even more curious was what those people from the Immortal Ban had found out?
What kind of identity does that god of death have that could make even the Immortal Ban give up the search?
All of this seemed like a blind spot, which had an extremely huge attraction to Wang Yanran. The more she was told not to investigate, the more she wanted to investigate.
Immortal Ban, the Ban Master looked at the report display below.
Hong Tao and Ba Hu died in Ziyun City.
The murderer used the Taoist Tianling Hand of Qingyun Temple.
Look at the three words "Tianling Hand".
The forbidden master looked at the report on the paper and read it to himself in the room: "Young Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple, you have finally come down the mountain."
"It seems that your master still owes Yongye a favor and actually lets you go down the mountain to protect him."
"Things are indeed much more difficult with you around, but it's also more beneficial to us."
"If those old guys knew that even the young Taoist priest from Qingyun Temple had defeated the master and left the mountain, I wonder what their expressions would be."
"Or maybe knowing that you will teach him the Dao when you come down the mountain, those old guys will still be able to sit still. I'm afraid the tragedy of five years ago will happen again. I believe they will be even more panicked than this Lord."
As he said this, the Lord of Forbidden's voice split into two, and two voices sounded, and there was another person behind him.
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