Yan ZK

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife.
The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them.
Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties.
The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine.
Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles.
The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era.
The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind.
(Solo female lead)

Why do I have so many masters?

In Jianghu, there are countless lads practicing swordsmanship, each with their own famed techniques.


If one were to rank them, they'd have to fight a bout first, lining up all these sword-toting killers from start to finish. Roughly a dozen types of swordsmanship could be accounted for, and then it would be realized that there's no clear hierarchy among these dozen types.


Each has its own brilliance, its own excellent method.


However, no matter what the ranking method, the Taoist on Mount Wudang, who watches the clouds and lies in the snow indifferent to these matters, is surely among the top five.


Others wield swords at most seeking the speed and might of thunder, but the only ones who can genuinely summon heavenly lightning with their swordsmanship to strike down an opponent are from this one place alone, without any subdivision.


Atop Mount Wudang stands Tianzhu Peak, and atop Tianzhu Peak is a bronze gilded hall.


Chapter 140: Hong Luoyu, Dodging Death's Edge! (1/2)