Dual-Blade Monk Lesser Yaoguais
Description
In days past, a monk wielding twin swords sought out New Thunderclap Temple, hoping to learn more advanced sword techniques.
His swords were plain in appearance. Upon joining the New West, he saw the dazzling and peculiar weapons of the yakshas and was filled with envy. From his childhood, he had once admired a pair of ornate swords, but his master had scolded him for his vanity: “A sword is the essence of martial arts. Beauty without substance is not the true path.”
The monk had taken these words to heart, but now, seeing that others did not adhere to this principle, he began to waver.
He approached the yakshas, inquiring about the aesthetics of swords. The yakshas were puzzled and replied, “The more beautiful the sword, the more I want to practice with it. How could that be a hindrance?”
Still uncertain, the monk sought advice from his senior brother, 
Non-Pure, who was skilled with a monk’s spade. Non-Pure replied, “Since you have already mastered your sword techniques, why cling to the past?”
Taking this to heart, the monk abandoned his old swords and, inspired by the yakshas’ ornate designs, forged himself a pair of new, elaborate swords, hoping to fulfill his childhood dream. However, despite their striking appearance, the new swords were not the familiar, plain ones he had used for years. The techniques he had honed over time now revealed more flaws with the new swords.
Alas, spring gives birth, summer nurtures, autumn harvests, and winter stores. All things have their seasons. Gaining something out of season, even if obtained, is still a loss. Understanding the right moment is indeed difficult!
Poetry
In red attire, with twin blades he dances,
His pristine edges gleam, spirit enhances.
Within each blade, a hidden art,
Midlife brings wisdom, a balanced heart.
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