Twenty years ago, a sword reached the sky and became famous in the world.
Twenty years later, his broken body was hidden in Qingwu.
Shen Qingci was once the most dazzling young pavilion master of Lingxiao Pavilion, with the light of his sword illuminating half of the world. However, in a shocking betrayal, his meridians were severed, his martial arts was useless, and he faked his death and escaped.
From then on, there was no Qingci Sword Immortal in the world. There was only one Qingwu Tower, and a Mr. Qingwu who made tea without caring about worldly affairs.
He guarded a courtyard of parasol trees with half a cup of cold tea, just wanting to spend the rest of his life in peace.
But the young swordsman Su Yan came to the door with an old Ling Xiao token, uncovering a family murder case and dragging him back into the long-lost grievances of the world.
Killers are waiting around, the sect is plotting, and the old tribe is scattered. The black hand that destroyed Lingxiao Pavilion is still making waves in the dark.
He has no inner strength, no long sword, only a pair of eyes that can see through the world's killing moves, and a heart that does not want to implicate others anymore.
This journey is not about returning to the top, nor is it about revenge.
Instead, he used his broken body to protect his old friends, break the confusion, and keep his peace of mind.
The world is vast and filled with grievances and grievances.
When the storm clears, I only hope that the green trees will remain, the tea will still be warm, and people will live in peace.
Intention: 1. The world is too big, but people's hearts are too small. After half a lifetime of ups and downs, I understand that being ordinary is the most rare thing. Don't dwell on the past and live up to the present. 2. Only after walking through the rivers and lakes can we realize that things in the world are unpredictable, and gains and losses are all in vain. From then on, there are mountains and seas in my heart, calm and uncontested.