Scholar in Ink

Xiaochi Qianlu steps on the ripples, Layers of water ripples spread across the center of the pond, Nostalgia drifts everywhere with the wind, Turned into dust and smoke and parted. The scholar dressed in ink, holding a paper book in his hand, looked down at all living beings. The cold light in his eyes turned into a wisp of sword energy to cut off the past and the future... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.