Sword Rain Floating Life

The temple is too high to be reached, but the rivers and lakes are far away but can be measured. In the last years of the Chen Dynasty, the imperial court collapsed and the world was in turmoil. The "Sword Pavilion" in the north and the "Misty Rain Tower" in the south separate the martial arts world, with turbulent undercurrents. Outside Liangzhou City, young Lin Yan guards a dilapidated teahouse and listens to merchants telling legends about the world day after day. He thought he had no chance to fight swords and swords in this life, and just wanted to save enough money to support his old mother. Until a sudden pursuit in the world dragged him into the whirlpool. A broken sword stained with blood and half of the sword manual pushed him on an involuntary road to the world. From Liangzhou to Jiangnan, from the humble beginnings to the peak. Lin Yanfang understands that Jianghu is not only about grudges and grudges, but also about human relationships and moral choices. When the young man finally stood with his sword in hand, the world behind him was vast, and the wind and rain were still dim before his eyes. In this world, some are for fame, some are for profit, some are for love, and some are for righteousness. What Lin Yan wanted was nothing more than "peace of mind." But this simple wish turned out to be the most extravagant thought in this turbulent world.