"The sword is a human bone. As long as the bones are not broken, the person is still there."
In the last years of the Qian Dynasty, the imperial court collapsed and the world was in turmoil. Sixteen-year-old Lu Qingyi was originally an ignorant boy from Lujiabao by the Yellow River. A massacre in the dark of night completely tore his peaceful life into pieces. Seventy-three people died in exchange for a mysterious "Tianhe Sword Manual" and a bloody last word: "Stay alive and find Fengling."
Carrying a blood feud, he joined the declining Zhongnan Sword Sect and practiced the most difficult swordsmanship in the world with a mortal body. However - when he finally mastered the peerless swordsmanship and prepared for revenge, fate played the cruelest joke on him: he was infected with a strange poison and became blind.
The world has since fallen into eternal darkness. But darkness is not the end, but another starting point.
"Since you can't see, let's listen with your ears."
Listen to the wind to identify the position, and wield the sword with your heart. The blind young swordsman once again grasped the Tingshuang Sword in his hand, and walked out of the abyss step by step accompanied by Murong Yan, a girl from Qin Dao. He heard the roar of the long wind passing by, heard the strange whispers of people's hearts, and also heard the shocking truth buried under the dust of history - that massacre was not a vendetta, but a chess game between family and country that lasted for hundreds of years.
When the remnants of the current dynasty returned, and when Chang'an City was in flames of war - those blind eyes could see more clearly than anyone with sight in the world.
A sword listens to the wind, and a piano sounds beautiful. Let me cut off this injustice in the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away with one blow of my sword.
