Bamboo Lantern Lighting

[The world has grown old, but old debts have not been sold] Ten years ago, there was a bloody battle in Junshan. Three tripods slaughtered demons. The winner sealed the mountain and the loser sank into the river. Ten years later, a green bamboo lamp lit up in the dry forest of Lin'an—— There are three things to consider when it comes to lights: Don't ask where you came from, don't ask where you are going, don't ask about your real name. Just ask people's hearts: What do you owe to others? He is Li Qingdeng, who is sick and broken, but can make the whole world bow his head; It's also Jian Jinghong. In the past, he sealed the demon with one sword, but now he collects debts with one sword. The Bamboo Lantern Tower opens and Zhao Prison restarts; Those who leave their names will use their shadows as security; Those who owe debts shall pay interest on their lives or on their swords. When the snow falls on the sword grave, the sword flower blooms into a new moon; When the young man pulls away his shadow, the old person burns his name—— Only Jianghu understands: Lamps are not here to light the way. I'm here to shine a light on your shadow hidden in your blood. "Bamboo Lamp Shadow" A martial arts group portrait about "paying off debt" A trial by light that tore up the order of the world and rearranged it ——If you hear the broken flute on the river, it is Qingdeng coming to collect the bill again.