“Good child, don’t rush to deny anything. Primal desires aren’t a crime, as long as you can learn to control them, they can be your closest companions throughout your life!”
“Grandpa, are you saying… my… habit can be changed…”
“Ho ho ho ho, young man, you have good insight, truly comparable to my wise junior brother!” The old man stroked his beard and laughed, “The qigong manual I gave you this morning, have you looked at it?”
“Grandpa, you must be joking. How could Laozi’s ‘Tao Te Ching’ be a qigong manual?”
“Ho ho ho ho, so, in your opinion, what is qigong, what is a manual?”
“Grandpa, you really like to jest. Qigong isn’t about harmonizing yin and yang, absorbing the spiritual energy of the universe for personal use, expanding one’s mental strength? It certainly can’t be Laozi’s ‘Tao Te Ching’!”
“Just watch me!” The old man didn’t speak further, locking eyes with Lin Feng as he approached. At that moment, Lin Feng suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure, a tremor emanating from the depths of his soul. The old man’s figure suddenly seemed as majestic as a mountain, his presence filling the entire world. With a roar that shook the heavens and earth, a deep, resonant voice echoed in Lin Feng’s mind: “The Dao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Dao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth; the named is the mother of all things. Thus, from constant non-being, we seek to observe its wonders; from constant being, we seek to observe its boundaries. These two come from the same source but differ in name; together they are called the mystery. Mystery within mystery, the gateway to all wonders.” This was unmistakively the opening lines of Laozi’s “Tao Te Ching.”
