Chapter 25: Puppet Guarding the Platform, the Taoism Rhyme of the Red Flame Giant God_1

Three days flew by in a blink of an eye.

In the small courtyard.

Zhang Jing checked his magical artifact, the Flying Sword and the Water Cloud Shield, over and over again to prevent them from causing problems during their use today.

Afterwards, he glanced at the Spell Fish in the Five Elemental Spirit River.

Only when he was sure that all preparations had been made did he take a deep breath, push the door open, and walk toward the Legacy Pavilion.

More so than usual, the road today was much quieter.

Along the way, Zhang Jing encountered many people, who were all walking forward in silence, their faces full of seriousness.

Not long after.

Step by step--

Zhang Jing slowly walked into the square in front of the Legacy Pavilion.

With a slight sweep of his gaze, he roughly estimated that there were as many as three hundred people who had newly joined the Dao Institute.