I was ordered by my master to go down the mountain for training, only to find that demons were rampant under the mountain.
I thought I would be able to slay demons and demons, but I didn't know that the first evil spirit made me break my precepts.
It doesn't harm anyone, but it helps me mend my robe late at night.
I held up the mahogany sword and froze on the spot: "What... What are your intentions?"
It raised its bleeding eyes and smiled miserably: "Five hundred years..."
"Only the young Taoist priests of Tianshi Dao wear Taoist robes with this kind of stitching."
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