Outside the forest was a green mountain with clear water. There was a group of carriages moving quickly on the road. This group of carriages was made of exquisite materials and gave off a fragrant scent, giving off the aura of wealth.
As the sound of horses' hooves and wheels echoed in the air, the carriage in front suddenly stopped and a girl about seven or eight years old walked out.
The girl was wearing embroidered clothes and had a pink face, making her look like a jade statue. She held something in her arms as she struggled to get off the carriage. She walked a few steps and arrived at a bush on the side.
She crouched down and placed the thing in her arms on the ground. It was a small beast with a white bandage wrapped around its leg.
"Little Black, let's go home …" The girl's eyes were filled with innocence and reluctance. She looked at the small beast and gently rubbed its head.
The small beast raised its head. Its eyes seemed to have intelligence as it stared deeply at the girl.
At that moment, the curtain of the carriage behind the girl was lifted, revealing a man and a woman. Both of them were middle-aged, and they looked at the girl with gentle love in their eyes.
A gentle breeze blew by and the curtain fluttered. The two people in the carriage were startled and their eyes were filled with confusion. They were not the only ones; all the mortals in the carriages were the same.
Even the girl squatting beside the small beast had confusion in her eyes.
Only the small beast suddenly let out a hostile roar. It opened its mouth and revealed its teeth as if it had forgotten about its injured right leg. It jumped behind the girl and roared at the sky.
There was fear in its eyes, but there was a force that made it not retreat and continued to roar.
At that moment, it didn't even notice that there was a trace of blood on the bandage on its right leg.
"The Heavenly Dao is endless, and the Grand Dao is boundless. Doing good deeds will cause the Karma of today … There will naturally be a cycle in the future to end this Karma …" The ancient voice resounded through the heavens and earth, and it carried a trace of faint comprehension.
The small beast's body trembled, but it still roared. Its eyes were filled with intelligence as it stared at the sky. It could feel an aura that almost suffocated it, but at that moment, it didn't want to retreat!
A sigh slowly came and gradually disappeared. The little beast's eyes were filled with confusion. With its intelligence that hadn't fully awakened, it didn't understand what the sigh meant. However, the moment the sigh entered its ears, its vision blurred and it saw something.
An old woman in her twilight years was lying in an extremely luxurious room. Her face was covered in wrinkles, but it couldn't hide her kind face. Although she was on the verge of death, her eyes weren't cloudy. She closed them with a smile on her face. Suddenly, a huge beast descended from the sky. Once it landed, it looked at the old woman deeply. It opened its mouth and spat out a puff of white gas that surrounded the old woman's body before leaving.
"Little Black …" The old lady opened her eyes.
The illusion disappeared, and the bewilderment in the little beast's eyes deepened.
A gentle breeze blew past, sweeping away everything. The people in the carriage were all clear-headed, as if they didn't know what had just happened.
Even the little girl didn't notice anything. With a smile, she turned around to look at the little beast and softly said, "Little Black … Go home."
In a village in the mortal world, a middle-aged woman was pointing at the child who had accidentally broken the porcelain bowl and loudly scolded him. The child seemed to be extremely wronged as he stood on the side and cried, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
There was a middle-aged man squatting on the ground with an opium pipe in his hand. After taking a few puffs, he raised his head and opened his mouth to say something. However, in the end, he let out a sigh and no longer spoke.
At this moment, a gentle breeze blew by. The woman who was cursing was startled and her eyes were filled with confusion. Not only her, but the man beside her couldn't help but stop smoking.
Only the child didn't seem to notice any of this. As he cried, he whispered, "Mom, that bowl already had cracks …"
"Dao is like this bowl. If it isn't perfect, it will have cracks. It can break at any time …" An ancient sigh echoed in the world. A gentle breeze blew by as if it was about to leave.
The confusion in the middle-aged woman's eyes disappeared as if she didn't notice anything. She continued to scold the child out of heartache for the broken bowl. The middle-aged man beside her also knocked his opium pipe to the ground. After a few knocks, he picked it up and took a big puff.
Only the child's eyes were wide as he looked off into the distance. It was as if he could see his uncle flying through the air. The child ignored his mother's scolding. He rubbed his eyes, but when he looked again, there was nothing there.
In the mountains and rivers, there was a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe. His face was filled with panic as he quickly ran. His eyes were filled with fear, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.
Behind him was a woman in black. She had a sneer and hatred in her eyes as she chased after him. Every time she got close, she would raise the long sword in her hand and mercilessly stab him. After leaving a bloody mark on the man's body, she let out a sad smile.
"Dog official, you destroyed my family, and now you've fallen into my hands. If I don't kill you, I'll be letting down the heavens and earth!"
A gentle breeze blew by. The panicked man's eyes were filled with confusion. Even the woman in black behind him was confused. She raised the sword in her hand but didn't swing it down.
"Another karma …" The ancient voice echoed, carrying a sigh as it left into the distance.
The gentle breeze blew by and the woman regained her clarity. She sneered and stabbed down with her sword, cutting off the middle-aged man's head. She let go of the sword in her hand and knelt toward the north with tears in her eyes. "Dad, mom, your child has gotten revenge!"
It was drizzling in the city of mortals. When the rain fell on the ground, there were flower umbrellas everywhere. People hurried around, and ripples appeared in the water under their feet.
One ripple after another … It was as if each ripple was a karma that lasted for a long time. It fused with the world and became a part of dao.
The rain brought with it a gust of wind. When the wind blew, it seemed as if it could disperse the ripples. However, even if it dispersed, it would only last for an instant. A moment later, as the footsteps of the pedestrians continued, the ripples reappeared. It seemed as if there was no end to them.
Off in the distance, a group of people in white robes were slowly moving forward amidst the mournful music. Behind them was a coffin that was being carried by the people as they moved toward the city gate under the pouring rain.
Waves of crying echoed. When the people in the area saw them, they immediately moved away.
As the group moved forward, pieces of yellow paper were scattered. It was as if they represented the loved ones of the deceased, opening the path to the underworld and sending them peace.
The crying was real, fake, sad, and happy … A gentle breeze blew by, bringing with it an ancient sigh that surrounded the area.
"Death is the end of karma … All karma will be destroyed with death …" An ethereal voice echoed as if it was asking itself.
The sadness and happiness in the crying were real and fake, but the answer to the question was speechless. The ancient voice gradually dissipated and left.
In the imperial city, thousands of soldiers and horses were charging toward the palace. A middle-aged man in a yellow robe stood in the palace, angrily staring ahead. There was also a strong sense of sadness on his body.
A person walked out from the army below. This person wore armor and looked very mighty. If you looked closely, you would find that he looked similar to the man in the yellow robe.
"Father, you are old. Don't be reluctant to part with your position!"
The sadness in the eyes of the middle-aged man in the yellow robe became even stronger. As he pondered, a gentle breeze blew through the imperial city, causing the eyes of the surrounding soldiers to become filled with confusion.
"What kind of karma is this …?" A weak voice drifted away with the wind, leaving the imperial city. It filled the world, passing through the lives of mortals as it tried to sense the changes in the dao of heaven.
As Wang Lin walked, he constantly verified his own dao. There was confusion, doubt, and confusion.
The dao of heaven was vast, and there was no end to it. It was very, very difficult to grasp it.
As the wind blew, Wang Lin felt like he was dreaming. In his dream, he became planet Qing Ling, and all the mortals and beasts on the planet were seen, felt, and comprehended by Wang Lin.
He saw babies being born, he saw old people dying, he saw parents, he saw lovers, he saw parting, he saw reuniting, he saw kindness, and he saw endless evil … "What exactly … is dao …" Wang Lin was confused. He saw all of this, but in the end, he didn't have an answer. He continued to search, to verify, but he became more and more … confused.
The spiritual energy on planet Qing Ling became even denser. This density contained a hint of confusion. Anyone who cultivated here would be immersed in a mysterious realm. It was as if they became a part of planet Qing Ling. At this moment, their thoughts were controlled by a strange force. Their bodies involuntarily followed this strange force to pursue a certain result.
Wang Lin's pursuit continued. Time slowly passed. For him, there seemed to be no end. He continued to fill the world and fuse with planet Qing Ling.
When the sun fell, in a private school in a village, most of the children had already left. Only a young boy was still sweeping the floor. A gentle breeze blew by, causing the boy's body to tremble. His eyes lit up and he put down the broom in his hand. He turned and walked toward the teacher's residence.
"Teacher, this student has a question!"
The door opened and a mortal old man with wise eyes walked out. He calmly asked, "What is it that you don't understand?"
The young man looked at the old man and calmly asked, "Sir, do you know what dao is?"
"Dao?"
The old man was startled. He looked at the young man, waved his sleeves, and said, "The Old Man only talks about human relationships. There is no dao!"
The young man silently pondered and turned to leave.
A gentle breeze blew by and he floated away. The young man's body trembled and he regained his consciousness. However, his mind was filled with confusion about what he had done before.
In a small city, there was a highly respected old man named Xie who was respected by everyone in the city. In the middle of the night, he lit an oil lamp in his study. He picked up a scroll and was about to read it.
A gentle breeze blew into the room. As the oil lamp flickered, the old man raised his head.
In the room, there was an additional voice that sounded like it had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
"You are a virtuous person. Do you know what dao is?"
The old man's face instantly turned pale and the scroll in his hand fell to the ground. His eyes were filled with fear and he trembled as he said, "You … Are you a person or a ghost?!"
"What is dao?" The ancient voice echoed once more.
The old man took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. His voice trembled as he said, "The Old Man doesn't understand what dao is …"
With a sigh, the voice disappeared into the distance. The room returned to normal, but the old man was no longer in the mood to read.
In the capital city, countless students were holding scrolls and reading about human relationships. In front of them was an old man in white. He stroked his beard with his right hand and had a smile on his face.
Just at this moment, a gentle breeze blew by. One of the young men immediately put down the scroll in his hand. He stood up and calmly said, "Mister, do you know what dao is?!"
The moment the young man's voice echoed, the surroundings became quiet. The old man's expression was unhappy as he said, "The heavens are dao!"
The young man shook his head. When he sat down, his body trembled and returned to normal. Only the wind blew out of the school without anyone noticing.
The wind scattered Qing Ling. In an instant, almost all of the mortals on planet Qing Ling were asked this question through various opportunities.
However, in the end, the answers were all different, but none of them were clear.
Confused, Wang Lin immersed himself in this dream. There was no end to his pursuit. It was as if he could turn into countless incarnations as he searched for the true meaning of dao.
On this day, the old man named Xie who was questioned by Wang Lin was pacing back and forth in his home. He was unable to calm down for a long time. It was as if all he needed to do was calm down and the ancient voice would echo in his ears.
He let out a long sigh and picked up an umbrella. In the rain, he walked out of his home. As he wandered around the small city, his eyes were filled with confusion.
"What is dao … I've always thought that my knowledge is monstrous and that I can see through everything in the world, but I was completely stumped by that ghost's question … What is dao …"
Confused, the old man unknowingly arrived at a riverside in the northern part of the city. There was an old man sitting on the riverside. The old man was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat. He was sitting on the riverside, casting a net to catch fish.
The old man named Xie looked at all of this as if there was no focus in his eyes. He muttered to himself, "What is dao …?"
At this moment, the old man in the woven rush raincoat let out a shout of joy as he scooped up the net. There were several large fish in the net that were constantly thrashing their bodies. The fish opened their mouths and tried to swallow the river water. There seemed to be despair in their eyes, and there was even a hint of struggle coming from their thrashing bodies!
This scene was like a bolt of lightning that struck the old man named Xie. His body trembled violently as he stared at the fish in the net and the old man who was scooping it up.
"This … could this be dao!?!?
I am the fish, the dao is the net, and the river is the sky. The old man scooping the net is the good fortune that controls fate! "The old man named Xie's mind trembled as a wild wind began to blow through the rain.
This wild wind contained the power of heaven and earth. The old man scooping the net was so frightened that he immediately let go of the net and sat down on the ground. His face was filled with hesitation. As for the old man named Xie, he took a few steps back and forced himself to calm down.
The wild wind condensed and turned into a person, Wang Lin!
He looked down at the fish that had fallen back into the river and was swimming about. His eyes were filled with understanding as he raised his right hand and pointed. A strand of spiritual energy entered the old man named Xie's body.
"You gave Wang enlightenment, I'll give you good fortune …"
The fish was struggling to beg for monthly votes.