On the grass in front of the bamboo hut, Qin Yun was using a tree branch as a sword to cultivate one of the three best skills of the Zhou Mountain Sword Sect, Frost Sword Chart.
"Chi! Chi! Chi!"
Dazzling sword flashes created misty frost. A layer of ice began appearing on the ground as it encroached outwards. It was quite ridiculous to see a freezing sheet of ice in the bright spring sun.
The more Qin Yun practiced, the more delighted he became.
