I saw a ball of brilliance blooming like a hibiscus emerging from water, graceful and clear, the carvings on the hilt of the sword flashing deep light like stars, the sword body and the sun blending into one body, like clear water flowing through a pond calmly and soothingly, while the blade is like a cliff thousands of feet tall and majestic...
This sword is the perfect work of nature and man. In order to cast this sword, the Red Pansy Mountains for thousands of years were broken to produce tin, and the waters of the Ruoye River were dried up for thousands of years to produce copper. When the sword was forged, Thunder God forged the iron, Rain Lady poured water on it, Jiaolong held the stove, and Heavenly Emperor filled the charcoal. Ou Yezi, the master swordsmith, accepted the order of heaven and worked hard with the gods to forge and grind this sword for ten years before it was completed. After the sword was completed, the gods returned to heaven, the Red Pansy Mountain was closed as before, the waves of the Ruoye River rose again, and Ou Yezi also died of exhaustion. This sword has become a last song, and what is the meaning of a mere horse city...
Junjun is a noble and unparalleled sword.