Scrolling Videos in the City, While the Sky Screen Mirrors the Martial World!

Zhang Sanfeng stood to one side, watching Bu Jingyun’s plight on the sky screen as he stroked his beard and said slowly, “With no woman in your heart, your swordsmanship will reach perfection.” His voice was quiet, yet every disciple heard him clearly. Song Yuanqiao stepped forward and respectfully asked, “Master, what do you mean?” Zhang Sanfeng lifted his head slightly, his gaze profound. “Look at Bu Jingyun. He is highly skilled and should be free to pursue vengeance and pleasure in the martial world. Yet because of a woman, he has fallen into such a wretched state. If his heart were unburdened and devoted to the sword, would he have all these troubles?” Yu Lianzhou pondered for a moment. “Master, are you saying that love can hinder our progress in martial arts?” Zhang Sanfeng shook his head. “No. There is nothing wrong with love, but excessive attachment can make you lose yourself. Bu Jingyun was deeply devoted to that woman, but he also suffered great humiliation because of it.” Zhang Cuishan sighed from the side. “Bu Jingyun is a pitiful man.” Zhang Sanfeng looked at his disciples. “Pitiful? In the martial world, if you cannot stay true to yourself and let love and humiliation consume you, how can you become a great hero?” Yin Liting seemed thoughtful. “Master, then how should we handle matters of love?” Zhang Sanfeng smiled faintly. “Let things take their course, and don’t force them. But keep the sword and the Dao in your heart. Do not let love make you forget the heart of a hero.” On the sky screen, the video continued, Bu Jingyun’s pain and struggle plain for all to see. Mo Shenggu said angrily, “Bu Jingyun should have killed that villain with one stroke! Why agonize over it?”