Southern Border, Tianlong Temple.
In the newly born Pocket World, the Buddhist wind was clear and silent, the plants and trees peaceful.
Black Ebony and White Jiao, the two demons, were waiting early. Seeing Chen Sheng return, they hurried forward to bow respectfully:
"Master, you have returned from the Spirit Mountain, may your journey have been smooth."
"All matters in the Southern Border are stable, without disturbances. The two of us have been on guard the entire time, without shirking our duties."
Chen Sheng nodded slightly. Having experienced the chaos of the gold-seeking ceremony of the Spirit Mountain, his mind was still turbulent at this moment:
"Upon my return, I need to retreat for intense seclusion, to organize my Dao path and comprehend the Divine Techniques."
"Ordinary affairs in the temple, and external movements, you two handle as usual. No need to report to me."
Upon hearing this, Black Ebony and White Jiao immediately bowed and complied.
