The night manager’s mouth moved, swallowing back the doubts in his heart.
As Mi August walked, his appearance changed, and he became a young middle-level spiritual master who was not amazing in appearance.
She wandered around the interior of Cuixia Valley along the way, and then went to the Cuixia Valley Trading Ground.
It is as lively as an ordinary downtown. Obviously, the place is not small but it is still crowded. The reason is that many foreign spiritual masters use this place to set up stalls for trading.
This kind of thing is no surprise in the Cuixiagu Trading market. The management of Cuixiagu did not stop it, and Mi August did not intervene in it.
Her identity is enough to walk unobstructed in the Cuixia Valley Trading Ground and enter the interior of the general control room of the detoxification practice room, which is currently managed by the strange talk and the spiritual master.
I saw that the so-called general control room was an ordinary study room, with a small book neatly placed on the layers of bookshelves.
On weekdays, I am responsible for spiritual cultivation here, as long as I come in on time to check that the bookshelves are neat and the interior is clean.
At this time, there was no one else in the room, only Mi August walked to the desk and sat down.
A subtle sound appeared in the study.
Rustling.
It seemed that someone was whispering again.
A ink-pounding boy’s head came out of the book half of his head, and his ink-like face shook, as if he was curious to peek at the visitor.
Mi August smiled faintly.
Probably thinking that Mi August was harmless, Mo Tong’s body came out of the desk more.
Suddenly, its head tilted, as if through Mi August’s shoulders, it saw something behind her, its whole body twisted quickly, and it plunged into the desk like a puff.
Mi August didn’t look back and opened the book on the table.
Each page above represents a room in the detoxification practice room.
She turned page by page and found where Meng Tingchun was.
As an extremely yin body, Meng Tingchun lives up to her reputation as a spiritual body.
After surviving the catastrophe and becoming a three-star spiritual master, he was on the verge of breaking through not long ago.
On the day the detoxification training room was opened, Meng Tingchun occupied a position until now.
Mi August stroked the pages of the book with his palm, the pages rippled, and Meng Tingchun appeared in the detoxification practice room.
At first glance, a look of surprise flashed in Mi August’s eyes.