The blood jade trembles, and Qingshan enters the game.
Lu Chen, a young man from the border area, carries the blood feud of Tianji Pavilion for the destruction of his family, and brings Ranyu to the capital, setting off a whirlpool of intertwining rivers, lakes, and courts. Eighteen years of medicinal bathing to temper the bones, copper skin and iron blood can hardly resist the treacherous nature of the human heart.
The Jianghu guest bumped into the prime minister's daughter, and the court situation was undercurrent amidst the flash of swords and shadows. The remnants of the previous dynasty were pursued like a shadow, and the meridians tempered by the medicinal bath hid mysteries. At the end of the intestinal path that night, the four words "washing the tendons and cutting the marrow" that his father murmured before his death finally revealed the dazzling truth in the blood and rain of the rivers and lakes - it turns out that eighteen years of suffering in the medicinal cauldron had already forged Lu Chen into the sharpest blade in the world.
The horse in the green shirt cuts through endless grievances like numbness; the moon reflected in the cold pool, who is really sincere? When Lu Chen clenched his sword and cut through the bloody puzzle, he realized that this world has always been about grudges and grudges...
