[Plot Direction] [Martial Arts Suspense] [Martial Arts Fantasy] [Sword Mastery]
He was originally a handyman in Jindaomen who chopped firewood and cooked rice. Everyone said that he was a useless person in martial arts.
Until he pulled out a rusty knife from the bottom of the pot in the woodshed.
It was the relic of Xu Guying, the best swordsman in the world who had been missing for twenty years.
From then on, his sword skills improved by leaps and bounds, but he also unknowingly entered into a century-old chess game that spanned the martial arts, the imperial court, the Demon Sect and the Miao border.
When he was seven years old, he was rescued by his master during a snowstorm in the middle of Shu; when he was twenty years old, he discovered that the snow covered far more than just human lives.
Someone wants this knife to disappear.
Someone wants this knife out of its sheath.
And he just wanted to live, carry the promise made under the peach tree in the back mountain, and return alive to the girl who carried the lantern to take him home.
The storm has arrived and dark clouds are coming.
His hand held the knife, which was still unsheathed.
——But people in Jianghu can't wait any longer.
