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The Shang Dynasty was destroyed, the gods were enthroned, the Western Zhou Dynasty was established, and the gatekeepers appeared in the world. One hundred sons of King Wen of Zhou independently established the Wu family. The Wu family established eight sects in order to assist the sects and maintain the peace of the human race. Men Feng was reborn at the age of forty and returned to the world eighteen years later. No one knows what Men Feng is, and no one knows where he has been or what he has done in the eighteen years since he disappeared. All I know is that the disciples who will reappear will come with a new look and all their memories. During the precarious two thousand and four hundred years, the Wu family, the Eight Sects, and the sects of all generations worked together to continuously eliminate and send away evil spirits, evil monsters, and aliens that should not exist in the human world. Little do they know that through the baptism of history, the evil that was originally scattered in the world has also grown and evolved unconsciously. Behind those seemingly unrelated strange events is a conspiracy that has been laid out for thousands of years.

She is the sword spirit who took ten thousand years to become a sword when the world first opened. She bet on love for ten lifetimes just for one lifetime of love. He is the young leader of the largest sword sect in the Panlong Kingdom, the master of a powerful secret force, and a descendant of the royal family. Carrying an unknown background, he navigates between various overt and covert forces. In the first life, she created mysteries for him and overcame obstacles just to help him become emperor. However, what he got in return was a change of ownership, a lifetime of calculations, and a desperate attempt to escape from the imperial city. In the second life, she killed her father for him, but got the wrong reward in return. ... Finally the tenth life, he is her boss, she is the little dishwasher, maybe in exchange for a moment of affection? Ten lifetimes of love will not happen in vain, and the years will be wasted to find the way to remember. Pointing to the wrong shore, the fragrance of flowers disperses, and the cicadas stop chirping after the summer wind. Five countries, five customs. Use words to lead you to experience a different world, a different... Love!