Cangwuyue

Lin Yan received a letter without a postmark. The paper was blue and there was only one line on it - "Songfeng Pavilion, the seventh day of July." He pushed open the back door of the second-hand bookstore and saw the sea of clouds billowing, the black cranes roaring, and a Cangwu Mountain, inserted upside down between heaven and earth, standing quietly in the afterglow of the setting sun. In front of the Heart Appraisal Monument, two rays of light, green and black, selected him at the same time. He chose Qingfeng—choosing to stand in front of everyone. Later he learned that this monument never chooses a person for no reason. His mother was martyred in the Sealing War twelve years ago, and all she left to him was a piece of warm jade that could generate heat and a sentence - "Yan'er, be a good person." And the plain sword on his waist that no one cared about was once his mother's natal spiritual weapon, and had never spoken to anyone before him. The first thing it said to him was: Your mother walked alone in the seal. She thought he would come to save her. This is a story about protection. It's not about killing monsters and upgrading, it's not about changing your destiny against the will of heaven. It was a young man who held the sword left by his mother and walked step by step towards the depths of the seal to make an appointment that was twelve years late.