Zhenxun Sword Theory

Heaven and earth are like a cover, and the laws are the outline. It has been 300,000 years since the "Royal Sky Dome" hung high. The rules of the sky, the rules of the earth, the sun and the moon, the thunder and the wind, the mountains and rivers of Gen. The Bagua wheel rotates and enlightens all living beings. However, the old wounds are eroded, and the ideas gradually become disordered. The height of the temple, the distance of the rivers and lakes, the overseas demon country, the secret method of the Western Barbarians... All kinds of forces are struggling, calculating, or playing chess in this huge network that is gradually turbulent. The outer gate of Qingyun Sect, on the edge of the cliff. Young Li Song sheathed his sword and passed the word "Breaking Evil" on the sword's fingertips. The cold touch couldn't suppress the suspicion that had been planted in my heart since the day my father returned from a serious injury. The two seals of "Zhen" and "Xun" he practiced are not outstanding in this Bagua world. The sharp edge of the Green Moon Sword has not yet been able to illuminate the fog of the past of my father's generation. Until a "Thunder-Strike Wood Sprout" containing pure shock led him and Zhao Hai, the son of a merchant who seemed to be out of touch but actually had a beautiful heart, to the unknown "Thunder Col" in the back mountain. Deep in the miasma, there is not only the opportunity to nourish the sword bones. There is even the possibility of getting a glimpse of this world, a tiny crack beneath the glorious surface. The wind has started at the end of Qingping. And the thunder is silently accumulating deep in the clouds.