Su Chen, an orphan blacksmith from Qingshi Town, picked up a jade slip that fell from the sky at night. There were three words on it: Tianji Star.
From then on he could count everything in the world. Calculate the enemy's moves, calculate the elixir prescription, calculate good or bad luck, and calculate a way to survive. The price is longevity. Every time you count it, your life will be shortened and your hair will be gray.
The more you count, the faster you die. It doesn't matter, he will die faster.
He entered Qingyunmen and started as a handyman at the bottom. When others are practicing their swords, he watches the swords, when others are refining medicines, he remembers the heat, when others are competing for ranking, he picks up the mistakes and continues his life. Walking up step by step, I also touched the twelve jade slips step by step.
Twelve jade slips are scattered in the twelve pavilions in the world, each locking an order of heaven. The farther he went, the more he understood: in this game of chess, the people who asked him to count and the people who forced him to count were all in the game.
Some people say that he is the reincarnation of Lord Tianji, and that the path of this life has been written long ago.
Su Chen only replied: God's secrets cannot be revealed, and the truth lies with people.
