In Xuzhou Old Street, there is a shop that never turns on the lights.
The owner of the shop is Chen Yan, the thirteenth generation descendant of the Qingnang lineage. He can read Feng Shui, regulate aura, and use sixteen kinds of seals to seal mountains and veins - but what he does most is to send things that should not exist in the world back to where they belong one by one.
His ancestral magic weapon is a green bag token. Even he himself didn't know what was sealed in the token.
Until one day, the token started to vibrate.
Only then did Chen Yan realize that the energy veins of the land beneath his feet had been cut off thousands of years ago. The one who cut it off was an organization called "Desolate Vein Sect", which believed that "Qi Veins should be still and dead". Chen Hao, the seventh-generation ancestor of the Qingnang lineage who stood in front of it, disappeared after leaving behind three manuscripts.
Before disappearing, he only left one sentence——
"I'll be waiting for you over there."
Now, things that had been sealed in the token for thousands of years began to wake up, the deep veins in the north began to flow, the gravekeepers of the Dry Bone Sect walked out of the grassland, the descendants of the Zhemai Sect returned from Central Asia, and the five nodes of the Wild Vein Sect appeared one after another in the hinterland of the Central Plains.
Chen Yan didn't know if he was a chess piece.
But he knows: If he doesn't win this game, there will be no successor to the next generation.
