C227 Face-smacking

The mountains and rivers here are picturesque, dangerous mountains and wondrous rocks, and the waterfall is turbulent. It's like a dream or a fantasy." If it was a sunny day after the rain, white mist would fill the air. Sometimes it would turn into flowers, and at other times it would jump like a white deer. It was the demeanor of an immortal.

Compared to the vast atmosphere of the Sword Sect