In the past, you could slay demons with a sword, but today you can make a living with a hammer.
Forty years ago, he was Chen Jinglan, the pinnacle of swordsmanship. He fought bloody battles on the top of Longhu Mountain for three days. After slaying all the demons, he swore an oath to "never kill". He drew the sword's bone and sealed its soul. From then on, there was no longer a swordsman in the world.
Forty years later, he is Chen Zhuo, a blacksmith in a small town. There is a rust mark on his palm that will never heal. He lives with a hatchet and a hoe all day long. Until the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, when the sword was ringing in the dry well and the peach blossoms were in reverse, the corpse of a monk from the Tianshi Mansion broke the tranquility of the town - the palm of the corpse was branded with the fatal wound that belonged to the sword he used to "control mountains and rivers".
The oath has been broken, and the sword soul has awakened. The pursuit of the imperial court's "Zhenwu Division", the murderous intention of the old enemy in Longhu Mountain, and the prying eyes of mysterious forces are like three sharp swords reaching the throat at the same time. In his hand, there was only a hatchet that had just been tempered.
When the whole world asked him to hold the sword again and kill people, this former swordsman decided to use the blacksmith's method to solve the problem: "Who said that to seal the sky and suppress the demon, you must use a sword?"
