The imperial capital's spiritual veins are exhausted, and the seal is about to break.
Zhang Daoheng, the national master of Xuansi, proposed "renewing the pulse with life" - choose a spiritual master and fill it with life.
Everyone looked at Gu Heng. The direct descendant of the Gu family, the last barrier of the Imperial Capital, he is not the best choice, but the only choice.
He didn't refuse. He just said, "There is another way."
No one believed him. What can a person who has lost his right hand, lost most of his mental power, and can't even wear the spirit-suppressing robe to resist the collapse of his spiritual veins?
Then Xie Linyuan came back.
From southern Xinjiang, from three years of exile, from a place where everyone thought he was dead, he came back. When he walked into the gate of Gu Mansion, he still carried the miasma of southern Xinjiang and old wounds on his body, but his eyes were bright, with the kind of "I'm back, leave the rest to me" kind of brightness.
He said, "I can catch your frequency."
A spiritual master who has lost his right hand, and a general who has lost his retreat. On the ruins of the spiritual vein, the two people, step by step, succeeded in a path that no one believed in. The imperial capital's spiritual veins are exhausted, and the seal is about to break.
