The Sword Asks the Common People About Ghosts and Gods

Three thousand avenues, one sword to ask the sky, this is the choice... Seven points of sword power break through the nine heavens, and three points of heroic spirit are proud of the world. The tide is rising and the world is fighting for immortality. The sword danced, thunder rose, and the white shirt was stained with blood, and the wind and rain shocked me. Drinking wine under the moonlight, laughing and chatting freely. In the eternal night, among the flowing water, glaciers and iron horses have stepped into their dreams. The true meaning of this is opened with a sword. How about the common people, ghosts and gods?