In my memory, Lin Yun used to practice this set of punches in a way that was obscure and difficult to understand. He would only imitate the form without truly grasping its meaning.,Regardless of anything else, Lin Yun took his sword and rushed out the door toward the Sword Washing Pavilion.,Especially the woman, clad in a blue long dress, with a graceful figure, an ethereal air, and extraordinary beauty, caused people to feel humbled and unable to look directly at her.。