Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

ential, and my influence is steadily growing.How could you just ask me to abandon everything and become a monk with you without any explanationIf it weren't for the fact that this old monk actually po...through, continuously exploring "forward". Because in the veil of ignorance, there was no such thing as direction, naturally, there was no front, back, left or right.> Practitioners often need to cre...