Jiuxiao Zhiyi

The sword, the cloud, the dragon, the wind, the roar of the crane Cleanse away the demons and clear the sky Liquor shop makes the city full of bones Gods and ghosts all come to nothing with one sword The beacon smoke spreads thousands of miles, and the cold blade fills the sky At the peak of enlightenment, I turned around and listened to the lonely wind Who does the true immortal live and die with? The road is clear in front of the moon Swords contend Stride into the wind until dawn The swords of gods and ghosts all come to nothing. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.