Afternoon, an old forest on the outskirts of the South Sea.
Three Shushan Daoists in Daoist robes were playing around with long swords.
"Little junior sister, watch the sword!"
"Ah! Fifth senior brother, look at seventh senior brother, he's bullying me!"
"No bullying little junior sister, come at me! Celestial Spirit Swordsmanship!"
Zhang Xiaoyi ordered that starting today, Shushan disciples must go down the mountain to patrol and guard against demons.
The three Shushan disciples were clearly not taking it seriously.
These Shushan disciples are young, possessing Extraordinary Power at a young age, disciples of the legendary Shushan, naturally a bit arrogant.
The little junior sister couldn't win against them and puffed her cheeks in anger:
"Alright, alright, let's stop messing around.
The sect leader asked us to patrol down the mountain, not to play."
Fifth senior brother chuckled and said:
