In his previous life, he was the number one sword master of the Qingyun Sect, capable of slaying demons and destroying demons, and was a powerful figure in all the nine continents. He once thought that the sword in his hand was protecting the righteous path of life.
Until that day, his most trusted junior brother Shen Yu handed out the fatal sword from behind.
"Brother, don't blame me."
The golden Buddha opened his eyes, and the Buddha's light burned his body. Gu Changyuan died, but at the last moment he understood everything - three hundred years of brotherhood is just a carefully arranged chess game. All his opportunities, skills, and allies were unknowingly eaten up inch by inch by that junior brother who was always as gentle as jade.
Then he woke up.
Back when I was fifteen years old - the night before I entered the Immortal Sect, my parents were still alive, my cultivation level had returned to zero, and nothing had happened yet.
Gu Changyuan, who returned from rebirth, set two iron rules for himself:
1. Don't show your edge and hide your sword in its sheath.
2. When Shen Yu was most proud, take back everything that was taken away from him in his previous life, with interest.
He kept his name incognito in the Servant Hall and practiced the lost forbidden technique "Sword Cutting and Drawing the Sky" in the most clumsy way - suppressing his cultivation, accumulating strength, hiding a sword for ten years, and slashing the sky as soon as he took it out of its sheath.
However, what he didn't know was that he was not the only one who was reborn.
In this life, there was also a vortex slowly rotating in Shen Yu's palm, resonating with him in the distance.
The brothers who were deeply in love in the past meet again in this life after three hundred years of blood feud. Both of them wore disguises, pretended to be confused, and continued the chess game that spanned two lives tacitly.
The winner is still undecided, who is the one holding the chess game?
"Raise the sword for three years, draw the sword for a moment. Draw the sword
