The Sword I Held in Those Years

In this world, there are saints giving lectures on high platforms, with vast and majestic literary energy; there are Taoist robes with one person and one sword, and the blood is flowing freely; But to a young man, a saint is just a hypocritical gentleman who sits high in the clouds and dare not look at the world; if a swordsman has not traveled all over the world, he still cannot be ranked among the strong ones; only when the iron cavalry rushes into battle, is the glory of the brave. The intrigues in the temple, the wanton grudges in the world, the tenderness of a beautiful woman on her knees, how will the young man choose? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.