Prologue

After the red light... everyone fell silent

The sound of "Aow Aow Aow..." is that of the newest disciple who has just entered, jumping while covering his head and shouting, "Senior brother, there are so many swords..."

Alas ... Amen

What kind of realm is this? In order to seize a moment, classmate Bi Lingling actually braves dangers and leaps with all her might. What a persistent belief this is! To compete for the role of a perfect background, classmate Bi Lingling can actually jump so high and so fast, without the slightest hesitation

"Master Brother, rise up! Master Brother, strive forward! Master Brother, surge with energy!" The crowd clenched their fists, gazing at Master Brother as he spun in mid-air, completing a full 360-degree turn.

Because the student who was photographed most recently was standing at the edge of the cliff, having crossed the iron railing, the sudden flash from Bi Lingling served as a background, startling him to the point of turning pale and becoming half paralyzed.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, it is the manifestation of Lady Thunder...

Every time the shutter is about to be pressed, a red figure swiftly rushes to seize the frame

The red gate and green tiles are set amidst the mountains, standing uniformly at the foot of the hill in white garments. As the mountain breeze blows, the corners of their garments flutter gracefully, creating a striking and imposing scene

Click, click, another round of shutter sounds echoed, and her heart began to flutter again. With a reflexive leap, she gracefully jumped into the frame, exclaiming, "Oh yes, let's go for it!" Once again, everyone witnessed a flash of red light.

The speaker is the head of the International Trade Department. After encountering a karaoke tyrant while singing, a food tyrant while dining, a bathing tyrant while showering, and even a photography tyrant while taking pictures, his heart, which was burning with furious anger, finally erupted.

We warmly welcome the senior master out of seclusion! The sound of cheers resounds like thunder, causing a commotion for miles around, with chickens flying and dogs jumping.

At the edge of She Shen Cliff, a group of university students is jumping, each one happily striking a pose.

The time lasted for a full incense stick, and everyone felt sore in their waists and backs, daring to be angry but not to speak. Only a certain individual in light purple, with arms crossed, slowly glided at the end of the line

Amidst the crowd, the only disciple dressed in light purple emerged, his handsome face cold. He extended his arm and swung his sword forcefully, causing all the swords that were aimed at the junior disciple to lose their aim and fall down with a clatter

There is another significant advantage: even if the sword is wielded at speeds exceeding 70 miles per hour, it will not be hindered by the donkey's dominance... Beautiful cars and charming women, the thrill of speed... The excitement that men pursue is all contained within. The mastery of swordsmanship is evidently very important; thus, the third-generation senior brother of the Immortal Mountain Sect has decided to enter seclusion for one month to specialize in the art of swift sword flying.

Time: Year XXX, Month XXX, Day XXX of the Golden Splendor Dynasty... Location: At the foot of the Immortal Mountain...

The red door slowly opened, and the senior brother in gray stepped out, his black eyes sparkling, his red lips pursed and raised high, with two shallow dimples on his cheeks. As he glanced around, he wore a cheerful expression, his brows and eyes radiating sunshine. With a wave of his hand, the small sword behind him leaped up, and he soared into the air, intending to perform a few difficult moves.

At the command of the senior brother, all the swords sprang into action as if invigorated, their formation comparable to that of wild geese flying south, with the city management on duty

At this point, the young disciple could no longer withstand the fright and fell straight down to the ground

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck down fiercely towards him

He no longer knows how to express his emotions, and in the end, he can only howl while holding onto the iron railing, tears and snot streaming down his face

"Dear junior brothers, please follow me as we soar through the skies on our swords and share in the beauty of the sun breaking through the clouds!" With a grand gesture, he raised his arm, and the junior brothers finally gathered their spirits. In an instant, small swords danced in the air, the sounds of metal clashing and cries of pain echoed continuously. The junior brother, whose breath was a bit weaker, was jabbed and sent bouncing by the swords flying horizontally.

Everyone was shocked

Everyone maintains a rigid posture, gradually rising, with one hand extended forward in a Great Leap Forward style, while the other hand is collectively placed on the forehead in a Sun Wukong-style gesture of observation

Suddenly, bang... A loud noise reverberated, startling everyone. They glanced at the red gate halfway up the mountain, and all fell silent, lowering their heads.

"Master, how long should this action be maintained?" The youngest disciple could no longer contain himself.

The senior brother, soaring through the air, experienced a sudden turn of misfortune after a few somersaults, colliding headfirst against the bright red door frame. After a considerable time, he shakily got up from the ground, holding his head, and leaped back onto the small sword. With a large bump on his forehead, he feigned calmness as he stood on the sword's body, slowly waving his hand to signal to the crowd.

Date: October 27, 2009 ... Location: She Shen Cliff, Emei Mountain, People's Republic of China ...

"I can't believe it, Bi Lingling, do you really need to move so fast!"

Ah... Bilinling has jumped off the cliff... After a long time, he finally came to his senses, roaring with tears streaming down his face, holding onto the iron railing at the edge of the cliff, screaming in a hysterical rage, his glasses cracked due to the intense decibels.

Bilingling, dressed in a bright red outfit, looked at her with an innocent expression

After the lightning, an unknown creature appeared on his back, which was still emitting black smoke. It had charred black hair and a dark complexion, and it was holding its breath while glaring around vigilantly.

"Cough, cough, cough, don't you think this pose is quite impressive?" The senior brother turned his head, a faint dimple appearing, just as he was about to toss his hair, showcasing his carefree and unruly side

Sword control is the most glorious skill of the Immortal Mountain Sect, characterized by its high technical content. Those who excel in sword control tend to have an advantage in attracting romantic interests compared to other disciples, much like the effect of a modern wealthy second-generation heir driving a BMW.