Library

Tang Feng A scholar has a small life. Born on the coast of the East China Sea, under Zhongshan Mountain. Don't seek fame, don't seek wealth. Wandering between heaven and earth, asking questions about the world. A magnanimous mind shines upon the sun and the moon, and an awe-inspiring righteousness shines upon the universe. My sleeves are empty and I can travel to the end of the world with a book of poems. The book has the same text, the sword has the same bone. Use books as bones and pens as swords. In the vast world, the spirit of character will be passed down forever.

White waves, spring breeze, autumn rain, a fallen leaf tells the story of the years. A small vehicle of ten years, a great vehicle of a hundred years, the Mahayana realm in front of Yunling Mountain opened the mountain with a sword, splitting the sun, moon and stars... Stealing the sky and changing the sun, Nirvana's hand breaks open, the sky splits and the earth is destroyed, and the war between immortals and demons becomes violent again... Be it immortal, be demon, be good, be evil, one sister, one brother, two swords are enough!