The Sky Mind Like Knife

"Sky Mind like knife. What does that mean?" Qing Li held the wood board and wrote down the four words. She looked at Han Sen with a modicum of confusion. She knew the four words, but she did not understand the meaning of their combination.

"Go home and look it over. When you understand it, you can write it. And when you can write it, I will take you as a student." Han Sen smiled.

"As long as I am able to write out those four words, you can accept me as a student? That simply?" Qing Li did not believe Han Sen. Copying out four words to pass a test was far too easy.

"Yes, it is that simple. Now, go and practice. But I have a rule for you to follow, and that is, you cannot ask for the aid of others. You have to write this out by yourself. If you get help to do this, then you forfeit." Han Sen smiled.

Those four words were simple, but copying them was not easy.