In the three months of spring, there were ninety days of rain.
A spring rain fell after the clouds, giving the entire West Lake a scenery that was very different from the sunny day.
At this moment, the spring rain that filled the sky seemed to have stopped for a moment.
Many people looked at the West Lake and the endless white jade dike that stretched to the side. It could be seen that on the long dike, a white aura rushed up like a strong white python. It vaguely had the posture of a dragon and roared at the human world.
However, what was even more shocking and dazzling was the extremely dazzling red color on the white dike.
Many scholars' faces turned pale. They looked at Master An, who had cut off the monk's head in the navy blue monk robe, in fear. He stepped on a black sword and soared into the sky, like a peerless Sword Immortal rising into the sky!
