I Am the Way of Heaven in Golden Light

It's hard to draw a picture with a jade pen, and there are thousands of stories about it. When you enter the world, you don't go through the vicissitudes of life; when you come out of the world, you don't fall into decay. Farewell to the scrolls, the sea of ​​​​people is crossing, dancing with swords in leisure time to point the flying frost. Whoever is careless is as comfortable as me. A poem and a sword can determine the storm. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.