The master-disciple story of Gou Mang and Ling Ye...
Respect the YY result of the original plot
It's February, and the spring breeze is cutting the willows. The green leaves are thin and tough, with graceful appearance. Leaning on each other, the wind stops dancing. The sword enters the gap between the willows, and the tranquility is not startled. Sharp and soft, like a young willow branch. There is no trace of retracting or retracting, and only the leaves remain when the sword passes.