Early in the morning, the sun rose in the east.
Jilong Mountain was enshrouded in a light mist above and below.
Chen Mu pushed open the window on the second floor, stretched, and yawned.
A streak of red light shot out from his sleeve, circled Sunrise Mountain in the blink of an eye.
Then it danced within the mountain's summit clouds for a while before turning into a red line and flying back in front of the small building.
The Mechanical Technique was like equipping a Flying Sword with eyes; a single Flying Escape around Sunrise Mountain provided an easy view of its entire scenery.
The exhilarating feeling of looking down from high above prompted him to take his Magic Sword for a spin around Sunrise Mountain every morning.
At this moment, in the space in front of the building, the red light weaved back and forth, and the Flying Sword practiced stabbing and stopping abruptly. After a while, Chen Mu reluctantly put away the Vermilion Feather Sword.
