A hundred years ago, a mountain became alive.
No one knows what happened that night. All I know is that all the disciples are integrated together, and they still say the same sentence: "It is thinking of us." From then on, there was a rule in the world of cultivation: everything that was "unclean" must be washed away.
Luo Yi is the senior sister of Hengjian Sect. There are scars around the eyes, pain overload, incontinence of tears, wearing men's clothes, and living like a sword without distracting thoughts. She didn't know where her washed things went.
Muzi grew up in a secret realm and has never felt pain since he was a child. Grandpa said before his death: "You will meet someone. She will let you know what pain is."
On the day they met, Luo Liu was curled up under a vine and bleeding. Muzi squatted down and touched her wound.
Both people were stunned at the same time. One hurt for a moment, and the other was numb for a lifetime.
Muzi followed Luo Yi back to Hengjian Sect. There is something that can turn over buried under the mountain gate. And the way the great elder looked at her was like a survivor looking at the period of history that he was most afraid of, coming back to life.
What they don't know is that their sense of pain is connected and is the last seed left behind by the catastrophe a hundred years ago. The night they met, something beneath the ground opened its eyes for the first time.
"Are you afraid?"
"... Afraid. But if you leave, I will turn back into a person who feels nothing."
The bell rings nine. The scabbard roared.
Something woke up. No one knows who it will look for first when it wakes up.
Intention: Only when they meet can they be complete. But the rules of this world of cultivation are to dismantle "complete" people one by one.