Killing Immortals Above the Blue Clouds

Conditions arise and conditions disappear, conditions gather and conditions disperse. That year, a different young man came to Yangzhou city. He sat under the old locust tree on the street, painted different pictures and wrote different stories. Those days were ordinary and peaceful. Until, a man descended from the sky with a flying sword on his feet... "Brother, can I follow you?" "Okay, but you have to help with the work." "Yeah!" "What are you doing?" "Washing clothes." "Stop washing it. If you keep washing it, we will both have nothing to wear." "Little sister, are you willing to take Pindao as your teacher?" "No, I want to follow my brother."