Heaven and earth are furnaces, and all things are copper.
In this seemingly peaceful Dayan Dynasty, there are turbulent undercurrents under the court and the rivers and lakes. The demon clan in the north is knocking on the gate, and the demon sect in the west is invading eastward. The nine dragon nails that maintain the country's destiny have gone through hundreds of years of ups and downs and are already in danger.
In the border town of Duanji, there was a young blacksmith named Li Chang'an, who guarded an inconspicuous blacksmith shop every day and lived an ordinary life of hammering. He has a reserved temperament and is not good at words. His greatest pleasure is to accurately reproduce the fallen leaves in the mountains, the thin wings of dragonflies, and the postures of snowflakes using the most common iron materials.
He didn't know that he had the blood of a "mausoleum guard" who guarded the dragon vein of the dynasty.
He didn't know that the rusty ancient hammer left by his father, named "Zhenshanhe", had brought stability to this world for a hundred years.
When Chuanyun Pavilion's arrogant iron hoof breaks the tranquility of the town, when the cold female swordsman from Tiannan comes looking for the divine hammer, when the down-and-out scholar who has been drunk all day finally opens his eyes... The young man's wheel of fate begins to turn.
This is the story of a young man holding a hammer, stepping out of the border, into the world, and into the court.
The reason he wants to ask may be very simple: there is an ironclad reason, everyone has a reason, and there must be a natural reason in the world.
The way he wants to guard may be very simple: the hammer can kill people, but it is also used to protect and create.
I have a hammer that can temper the will of all things in the world, open mountains, cut off rivers, and stabilize stars.
You can also... Bring peace to this world for another hundred years.
