The fog rises in Qingyun Mountain, and the young man enters the Cloud Pavilion.
Jiang Sijin is burdened with a secret past and a violent spirit hidden in his bones and blood. He stepped into Qingyun Academy under the order of his master's sect, just to sharpen his mind and sharpen his skills, regardless of fame. He wanted to be the most silent passer-by here, but he happened to meet the most dazzling white man in Tao.
Cheng Yu, a naturally arrogant man, with a sword that cuts through the flowing clouds and a clean eye, is an edge that Qingyun Mountain can only see in a century.
One is cold and the other is fierce, the other is quiet and the other is crazy.
We don't know each other at first, but we will fight each other again.
Fellow practitioners and disciples are both enemies and friends.
We crossed the river together in the academy, competing in martial arts, and the young people's spirit shattered the clouds and mist in the mountains.
But Jiang Sijin gradually discovered that the "experience" mentioned by the master was never a grind, but a game that had already been laid. The ambition of the master's family is undercurrent, and the people are about to fall, but the person he respects the most is actually the person behind the scenes.
On one side is the grace of upbringing, on the other side is the righteous way of the world.
Jiang Sijin finally chose to fight against his fate and completely opposed his teacher.
There was no one walking with him on the road ahead, so he held his sword alone to clear the way.
Cheng Yu is also on his own path, climbing to the top step by step.
No need to go together, no need to accompany each other.
You guard the fireworks in the world, and I go against the mighty waves.
Each has gone through ups and downs, and each has emerged from its cocoon and become a butterfly.
When the mountains and rivers stabilize and the clouds and mists disperse——
See you at the top, the future is bright.
Intention: stick to the right path and go against fate