The sword asks the heart about love. The mortal world stretches on. Is it a dream that leads into the mortal world, or the mortal world entering a dream?
We don't know whether we entered the jianghu or the jianghu had always held us. We don't know whether Heaven envies the gifted or whether the world has always been unfair. A person who never wanted to enter the mortal world is thrown into it; someone meant to be innocent and carefree is burdened with a mountain of responsibility; a peerless genius is born with an innate flaw. Who rules the world, money or power? Who wins in the end, greed or schemes?
This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
This book is a traditional martial arts novel. I will use Chinese studies as the basis and try my best to write it well. As long as one person reads it, I will insist on finishing it.
It's so well written, so powerful
This work has been continuously updated. Comments and suggestions are welcome.
It gave me a feeling that the visuals were too confusing and the story had no clear main line and no sense of immersion.
Can anyone give me some advice? This is the first book I have written.
Traditional martial arts, I haven't seen anyone write about it in a long time
I like it, it's interesting to write like this