Sword of Immortality

"Those who obtain the Sword of Immortality will live for eternity." There are countless people in this world who covet this sword, but it has already been lost in a fire. What remains are nothing more than rumors. However, there are always people who won't give up, and a long-planned conspiracy begins with the loss of another sword. The injustice of being stolen, someone else's hosta, the strange city, the familiar clan pattern... Gradually a clear line is drawn, and the past emerges one by one. No one among the five major families and the four major sects was spared. And how can the chivalrous gentlemen in this troubled world survive alone? The rain is sparse and the wind is blowing, and the yellow flowers fade early. There is no way to look back, and it is the end of a gentleman. Everyone says that the Seven Talents of Emei are the most admirable talents today, but in the end they can only say one thing. After all, there are very few perfect people in the world. If there is perfection, heaven will destroy it. So there is only a poem that sighs: "The ice wheel keeps to itself and suffers from the cold, and the Yishui peeks into the shadow and returns home sadly. The jade and the wise man escape to the empty door, indulge in self-denial and fall into stardust. The poor talent is buried in the frost and snow, and the graceful dragon of the past is not seen. The ancestral hall is hidden and the light is gathered, and the city is empty under the drizzle of sycamore trees." Everything is the same as before, except that late at night, the tide hits the empty city, and I go back alone.