In the land of China, there are fourteen dragon veins, which are related to the fate of the country and the people.
Chen Qingxuan, who is born with an eye that can see through yin and yang and see the flow of luck, is a Feng Shui wizard who has not been seen in a century. He originally just wanted to guard a Qingxuan Pavilion in the old street, look after other people's houses, and earn a living.
Until that night, on the banks of the Canglang River, the last old man who guarded the Dragon Vein turned into ashes in front of him.
Before dying, the old man injected the seed of inheritance into his body, leaving only a jade plaque with the word "Shou" engraved on it.
From then on, he became a new generation of Dragon Vein Night Watchman.
And his enemy is the Japanese Jiuju faction that spans hundreds of years - they use city planning as a chessboard, subway tunnels and residential buildings as dragon locking stakes, extract the energy of the dragon veins, nourish the cocoons of reincarnation, and intend to seize all the Chinese earth veins.
"The dragon-locking pile absorbs not the dragon energy, but your blood. Your grandfather's blood." The enemy took off his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled at him, "And you are the last key."
This is a war that has been going on since 1938.
The bloodline is the guide, and the dragon vein is the bet. Chen Qingxuan only had a mahogany sword, three copper coins, and half of the ink line that his predecessors had paid for with their lives.
The night is long, I am the torch. The dragon's veins are inexhaustible and this body is immortal.
