Chapter: 1018
The Spirit Sword Manor.3
The Rain Mountain Manor.4
These three manors possessed such power comparable to that of a fairly strong sect. Among them, the Rain Mountain Manor was the most well-known in Jianghu.
The Rain Mountain Manor was created by Jang Jushin. He was a swordsman who, after his retirement, had swordsmen follow him to gain great power in a short period of time.
Chengshan5, where the Rain Mountain Manor is located, was near Taihu Lake, and the scenery was so beautiful that poets and calligraphers continued to visit it all year round.
People who come to Chengshan for the first time are surprised by the size and beauty of the Rain Mountain Manor. Translated by soundlesswind21
The Rain Mountain Manor, which was built by inviting renowned artisans from all over the world, was no different than a work of art in itself.
Because of that, many artists in particular visited the Rain Mountain Manor, and Jang Pyeongsan, the sect leader of the Rain Mountain Manor, treated them with utmost care.
The entertainers who were treated well at the Rain Mountain Manor left poems, songs, and paintings praising Jang Pyeongsan as a natural born leader, making him even more famous.
Jang Pyeongsan was not just a strong swordsman. Thanks to his interaction with many artists, he was able to develop an excellent artistic eye, and he himself had excellent skills in painting.
In addition, his appearance was so outstanding that he could not be considered middle-aged. People around him praised him for being a perfect martial artist who�s proficient in both literary and martial arts.
Jang Pyeongsan sat in the pavilion of the back garden and looked at the rock garden.6
A large lake where you can float a boat and a well-kept high mountain were Jang Pyeongsan�s favorite scenery at the Rain Mountain Manor.
The rock garden, where all kinds of plants were collected and planted, boasted a unique beauty every time the season changed.
Whenever he would sit and look at the panoramic landscape of the rock garden, all of his worries seemed to disappear. Translated by soundlesswind21
Jang Pyeongsan looked alternately at the rock garden and the large piece of paper placed on top of the pavilion. Next to the paper was well-ground ink and a large brush.�
But he could hardly hold the brush. He just looked at the rock garden.
How long did you wait?
As the sun slowly set over the horizon, the whole world began to be dyed in golden light.
A smile appeared on Jang Pyeongsan�s lips.
It was the moment he had been waiting for so long.
At that moment, a pair of mandarin ducks flew and played in the pond.�
It was as if the Heavens were trying to help him. The view couldn�t have been better.
Swipe!
Jang Pyeongsan immediately picked up his brush and started painting.
Every time the large brush moved, a lively picture was completed on the paper.
Sarak! Sarak!
Just then, someone quietly approached Jang Pyeongsan from behind.
A look of annoyance flashed across Jang Pyeongsan�s face.
He hates it the most when someone interrupts him. In particular, when he was immersed in his painting like this, he hated being interrupted so much that even his subordinates did not dare to approach him. JrNovels.com