Sang Zhiyi finally arrived at the Qingfeng Sect after going through the 81 ordeal. At this time, she was tremblingly holding a tree stick she picked up randomly on the roadside, her legs were shaking uncontrollably, and she was even more determined in her inner thoughts: I, Sang Zhiyi, want to become the best monk in the world!
While testing the spiritual roots, Sang Zhijian met Shen Tingfeng, a famous swordsman from the Qingfeng Sect.
He is like the white snow on the top of a mountain, cold and not allowed to approach. Her dark hair was pulled up by a light blue hairband, and she was wearing the disciple uniform of the Qingfeng Sect, yet she stood out among the crowd.
She listened to people around her praise him: the proud son of Qingfeng Sect, one of the best swordsmen, and very powerful.
Sang Zhiyi looked at him from a distance, then turned to look at the people around her, saying, sisters, wake up! !
Small theater:
During a downhill training organized by a certain sect, Sang Zhiyi accidentally got separated from his fellow sect members and was chased by a crazy monster. Sang Zhiyi had no choice but to run away while throwing attack talismans one after another, but he never expected to miss the monster and instead focused on Shen Tingfeng who was passing by.
With a flip of his wrist, he killed all the monsters, knocked Sang Zhiyi unconscious, and then turned around and left without mercy.
Sang Zhiyi:......
"The little junior sister who loves to join in the fun and is very powerful, a talisman cultivator" & "The senior swordsman cultivator who looks just but is actually shady"
Intention: None