There Is No Swordsman in the World

I dare not say that I am a scholar, just literate. The world shouldn't be so big, and the palm of your hand shouldn't be so small. I have a cup of Prajna Soup, reflecting the wind, flowers, snow and moon. I have a pot of Nightless Hou, floating in the air as spring passes and autumn comes. The world is undergoing a great change, vitality is swarming in, and they are competing to be the best. How can martial arts compete with each other if they are down and out? Jianghu is love, hate, and hatred? The rivers and lakes are rivers and lakes, they are flowers, birds, fish and insects, and everything in the world. The rivers and lakes are not in other people's mouths. Take a step forward and they are your rivers and lakes. Every bit of worldly life is your fate, and you will know that you are not in control of where you land. The rivers and lakes are huge, so don't be impatient. Why don't you start by opening this page of the rivers and lakes and take a look at the big sword?