I was born unknown, parents unclear, yet somehow I have a master. I've been trapped since childhood, surrounded by high walls on all sides, also don't know why.

  When I grew up, fate arranged for me to witness the most grand martial arts competition in the Jianghu.

  At that time, there were two factions in the Jianghu, namely Shaolin and Wudang. Shaolin's power was slightly stronger than Wudang because everyone thought it was difficult to manage long hair. Shaolin believed in Buddhism, putting aside everything superficial or profound. As a young man, I felt that it emphasized the word "endurance". The difference between high-ranking masters and ordinary people within the faction lay in their degree of endurance. A master's move was always so timely, sometimes doing the same thing at different times would have different effects.

  Master wrote: Time and space are unchangeable, but time and space can be changed. This is hard to understand. My early understanding was that a comma could change everything, Master said: No, you look carefully.

  I said, there is a difference of just one comma between the previous sentence and the next sentence.

  Master said, you only see the surface, look carefully, the difference is not just a comma.

  From sunset to sunrise, I stared at the two characters in my hand until they were almost unrecognizable. My master called me into his room and said: "Have you seen the difference?"

  I said, I only see a difference of one comma. The master said, you are very close to the answer, but the closer you get to the answer, the easier it is to lose sight of the answer.

  I knelt on the ground and begged Master to enlighten me.

  Master said, look, actually two commas.