Relegated Feng

I once forgot about my past life and just wanted to be an ordinary person traveling with a knife. However, the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind never stops. The shadow of Beidi, the sword of an old friend, the tears of a beautiful woman... All turned into wind and rain, urging me to reenter the world. Then use this body to practice the Shura Way again; use this sword to cut through thousands of miles of clouds!