Qiantang Tashan

On the night of the Qiantang River tide when the glass shattered and the Sanskrit sounds trembled, Su Xiaoxiao cut his wrist with the strings and let the blood flow along the ice-grained wood of the thousand-year-old guqin. When the last note of Tiangang Zhengqi Qu Zepan chanted shattered the core of the Japanese ship's ghost fire, she saw Ruan You's white deer turning into medicine mist under the moon, and Liu Mo's black tiger kneeling down and roaring with a half-broken Han and Hu hybrid sword in its mouth - this moment , Huaxia Zhengyin penetrated the iron curtain of the northern and southern regimes, and completed the ultimate interpretation of the "great chivalrous man" in the resonance of cultural blood: the true pinnacle of martial arts lies not in the art of killing, but in the way of protecting the survival of civilization. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.