——Medicine bones are used as blades, and embers burn the sky.
Qingshi Town pharmacist Lin Qiu has tasted hundreds of herbs and discerned thousands of poisons since he was a child, but he didn't know that Fentian's blood, which trembles the three worlds, flows in his body.
When the thunder from the sky split the century-old locust tree, and the Taotie pattern on the bronze token resonated with the birthmark on his palm, the bloody battle between the Taixu Sect fairy and the blood evil cultivator completely tore apart his seventeen years of peaceful life. At the last moment when the master risked his life to protect him, he knew that the bitter medicinal soup he was forced to swallow was originally a charm that sealed the power of the god; every poison he tasted that penetrated the intestines was the firewood that awakened the fire of burning the sky.
A young man with both medicine and poison veins, his left hand holds the "Shen Nong Baicao Scroll" which can heal the common people, and his right hand holds the "Nine Nether Poison Sutra" which can burn the world.
From the dirtiest rotten bone swamp in Kyushu to the Taixu Sword Tomb above the clouds, he dealt with good and evil as a pharmacist: using heartbroken grass poison to kill the blood evil elders, using the soul-reviving pill to threaten the master of the Tianji Pavilion, and even refining the sword heart of the saint of the Taixu Sect into a medicine. When the nine layers of seals peeled off, he discovered that the so-called Fentian bloodline was actually the last fire planted by the ancient gods to kill the sky...
"The best poison in the world is the human heart."
"And the strongest fire——"
Lin Qiu crushed the ice lotus formed by the blood lines in the palm of her hand and watched it shine with shocking light in the karma fire:
"It's been burning in my bones for seventeen years."
