At this time, a boy who was guarding outside the bamboo forest came to report that Yu Xing had come with a white bird.

"My disciple is a pragmatic person. I think he has reached a certain level of practice."

"Everyone is welcome, I will go to the school to take the exam first."

One person said to several Taoists who were still behind him, including Taoist Shi.

"Brother Dao, let's go."

Taoist Shi nodded and said.

Then, he watched a figure leaving.

Taoist Shi took the boy again and said:

"Good apprentice, next time don't say it's a white bird."

"That is your first uncle's disciple. He started at the same time as your senior brother Yu Xing. He is a civet cat who became a spirit. His Taoist name is Sanhua."

The boy nodded obediently. This boy was the disciple that Taoist Shi picked up from the sea.

"He is also a person who was born and raised by the earth. He is extremely talented and has learned the eight or nine profound arts of the Taoist sect."

"Good at changing, good at killing."

"Although he seems to have a calm temperament, I am afraid that there are more dead souls under his claws than the people you have seen."

"Besides, civet cats are very clever. If they are afraid of playing tricks on you, don't mess with them. Just stay away from them."

Taoist Shi spoke to her in detail again.

Although the words were nice, the scene was like a loving father telling his daughter not to mess with the bad boy next door.
Chapter completed!