History is like a dead leaf falling into an ink vat, gradually losing its original color. Martial arts are the white horses that young people fly to all over the world, and myths are often the wind chimes in the mouths of the blind. Let Sanyu tell you a story about the white horse and the wind chime: the fission of the fairy gate and the fierce fighting, the phoenix weeping and the dragon chanting the elixir of longevity. The emperor used his sword to quell troubles, and Emperor Wa and Emperor Xi discussed the virtues.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
