The Legend of Guo Xiang

The rivers and lakes are like a long scroll with splashes of ink. Some people dip their swords in blood as ink, while others use love as a pen to paint the mountains and rivers. When the flames of war in Xiangyang City engulfed the backbone of the "Great Hero", the girl who grew up in the shadow of peach blossoms was suddenly pushed into the whirlpool of fate. Carrying Guo Jing's sincerity and humility and Huang Rong's cleverness, she holds a lone lamp in the ups and downs of troubled times, illuminating not only the world of swords and shadows, but also the human heart. The green donkey treads the snow, and the dagger hides its edge. The wind and snow on the top of Huashan Mountain are wrapped in the fragrance of wine, the lights of Lin'an City reflect the blood, and the morning bell of Shaolin Temple scares jackdaws from the eaves. Every step Guo Xiang took left the mark of a chivalrous person on the ruined mountains and rivers: she saved a beggar from the wind and snow, defeated a traitor in the court, broke plum branches in an ancient temple, but when the moon was bright and people were still, she looked at the green lantern alone, hiding the figure who walked on the moon into the mottled lines of the iron arhat. People in the world said that she had obtained the true biography of the Nine Suns Scripture, but they did not know that what really supported her was the ever-extinguishing chivalrous fire in the city of Xiangyang. In this legend, there is the tragedy of fighting and iron horses, the thrill of secret room conspiracy, and the sincerity of children in troubled times. When the Yitian Sword cut off the cobwebs of conspiracy, and when the Dragon Subduing Palm shattered the shackles of lust for power, the woman who always wiped her sword silently in front of the tombstone finally realized in the sea of ​​clouds in Emei: the true martial arts supreme is not in the cold light of the dragon-slaying knife, but can still illuminate the hearts of the people after thousands of sails have passed. Today, this story of the rivers and lakes, soaked in blood and tears, tempered with fire and ice, is put on paper. Let's see how Miss Guo Er continues to write chivalrous stories as a daughter and weaves new martial arts threads in the broken mountains and rivers. It should be noted that despite the night rain in the rivers and lakes, the lights will not go out for ten years; chivalry will last forever, and the liver and gallbladder will still be hot for generations.