Qing Mingzhi

On a snowy night, before his death, the master handed over a piece of green and black iron: "Twenty years ago, that gentleman's sword frost-frozen fourteen states..." Sixteen-year-old Lu Qingya was originally an ordinary apprentice in the blacksmith shop at the foot of Cangwu Mountain. Five years ago, he was picked up from the snow by Lao Tietou. His life experience is a mystery. He only remembers two words clenched in his palm - Qingya. He was born with a body temperature that was different from ordinary people, and he healed quickly from injuries. What was even more surprising was that the iron piece close to his body was as warm as a living thing all year round. On New Year's Eve, seven killers in black came riding in the snow. The phrase "Qingmingtie" reveals the blood-stained past: the couple who died five years ago were originally the parents of the Qingya orphan who escorted the treasure. At the critical moment of life and death, the iron piece in his arms exploded, and a blue-black light pillar shot into the sky. An ancient talisman grew in the palm of the young man's hand, one word for "green" and the other for "ya". Qing Ming's true meaning awakened and forced him to retreat from the powerful enemy. The master has passed away and it is difficult to return to his hometown. Lu Qingya rode his old horse alone and headed south to Jinling. The road ahead is filled with treacherous rivers, lakes and temples, and behind you is a mysterious organization that is eyeing you. What he is looking for is not only the truth about his life experience, but also the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the legendary Fourteen States with a Frosty Sword. Is Qing Ming's true meaning a blessing or a curse? Where will the runes on his palm guide him? This is the story of a young man who went from a blacksmith shop to the world. There are life-and-death fights in the wind and snow, the undercurrents of power in the temple, the chivalrous bones and tender hearts in the rivers and lakes, and the heroic spirit of splitting the eternal night with one sword. The green cliff is gone, and the world can go.