Ancestral Secret Technique

He walked out of the house. Shen Ping's gaze landed on the two Acacia Faction disciples.

Chen Jing was wearing a plain gray robe, and his face had yet to lose its youthfulness. Chen Ying was wearing an aqua blue dress. Her delicate and beautiful face was filled with the innocence of a young girl.

Although he was nervous and vigilant, he still stepped forward generously and cupped his hands with a smile. "Welcome to the small courtyard, Fellow Daoists of the Acacia Faction. In the future, we will be neighbors. I hope you can take care of each other."

Chen Ying said with a smile, "You're right, Talisman Master Shen. It should be like this. This time, my younger brother and I are living in Room 4 and Room 6 respectively. We're usually free and hope that Talisman Master Shen can come over and guide us in the Dao of Talismans."