Qingfeng Asks the Heart

On a rainy night in the south of the Yangtze River, Qingfeng Escort Bureau was wiped out overnight. Seventeen-year-old Shen Yanqiu escaped from the sea of ​​​​fire with a green-edge sword, a incomplete sword manual, and a blood-stained alliance leader's order. His father, Shen Tianxing, used his body as bait and sacrificed his life to find a new path for him. I only have one sentence to say goodbye: don't look back. He didn't know that his father's name was not Shen Jun, but Shen Tianxing. He didn't know that he was a descendant of a branch of the previous royal family. He didn't even know that 20 years ago outside Yanmen Pass, one hundred and forty-three martial arts masters were wiped out. His grandfather Shen Heming died in the battle, and only his father survived. The truth of this murder was hidden in the collaboration letter from Wei Chenyuan, the head of the Xuanjing Division at that time. On the way to escape, he met Xiao Duzui, the sword master who had been anonymous for twenty years. The old man took a sip of wine and taught him a sword. Qingfeng's thirteen postures, the first three postures practice the sword style, the middle seven postures practice the sword heart, and the last three postures, breaking the mountain, splitting the sea, and returning to the dust, practice letting go. After three years of hard training, he split the water in the Well of Questioning, but he couldn't split his obsession. A younger brother was raised by an enemy and thought he was Wei Chenyuan's son. A girl named Su Wantang was hiding in the Medical Valley, waiting for his arrival. There was a letter written in his father's handwriting, "This is your personal letter from Shen Yanqiu", but it could not be opened until the thirteenth position was completed. From the bottom of the world to the top of the temple, from the orphan of the escort agency to the leader of the martial arts alliance. Shen Yanqiu spent twenty years learning to kill, and learned to let go with the last sword. The Thirteenth Qingfeng Style, the Thirteenth Style, is not for killing people. It's for saving people. Hate makes you stronger, but forgiveness makes you free. Qingfeng returns to the dust, and the hero's shadow is immortal.