The fires of war rise, battles rage for ten thousand miles (Sword Intent of Fierce Battle)
Waves wash all away, corpses cover the earth (Sword Intent of Bloodlust)
I flee to the Buddhist path, the sea of suffering has no end (Sword Intent of Turning to Buddha)
Ten thousand swords return, surveying all beneath heaven (Sword Intent of Commanding Heaven)
A gentleman among the eighteen weapons, cold and reserved, concealing his edge. He wields a three-foot sword to bring the four seas to order, his bearing like an orchid, his power like a dragon.
A sword has a spirit of its own, and turns with the wielder's intent.
If you thirst for slaughter, I shall become a sword of bloodlust and join you in slaughtering the world.
If you turn toward Buddha, I shall become a sword that turns toward Buddha and help you save all living beings.
If you desire nothing and seek nothing, wishing only to attain the Dao, I will become the Heaven that commands the heavens, climb to the pinnacle of the martial world, and gaze down upon all beneath heaven with you.
