Mo Yun Qingfeng

The fisherman in the North Ming Dynasty holds a pole and catches Kun, the general in the West Desert sits alone at the city gate, the old man in the East China Sea holds his sword and looks up to the sun, and the boxer in the South End has only bones left behind. The young man envied the swordsman in the sky and was a master of swordsmanship, but he only had a blank slate. So the young man's strokes were three feet sharp, and the paper made a sword tomb. The ink marks circled the sky and the earth, and the sword energy spread in all directions.