Wen Jian Kaixuan

In the remaining literary town of Beihuang, the ink mole is buried in the dust, and there is no literary sound. Mo Yi, a young man, has no literary roots, but has a literary heart. He condenses the first ray of literary spirit in the fragments of fragments and fragments of poems, and kills powerful people with fragments of poems. He abandoned the custom of spiritual roots and golden elixirs, based on poems, lyrics, and music, parallel prose and sultry style as the bones, historical classics and imperial edicts as the soul, and embarked on a path to heaven that belongs exclusively to literary, Taoist, and sword cultivation. Condensing text is the bone, standing words are the blade, forming the chapter is the realm, and the artistic conception reaches the sky... Step by step, we ascend to the nine realms of literature. Each natal literary sword corresponds to a literary style; every time the sword is drawn, it is an eternal literary word. Break the rules of division of literature and style, go against the destiny of literature and heaven, fight against different literary clans, defeat the beasts of literature, slay evil spirits, control the destiny of literature, and determine the rise and fall of literature. In the end, Wanwen returned to his heart, his sword and pen opened the sky, and he recast the origin of literature and art. The sword here can shake the world, open up the mysterious universe, and write for the ages!