In the scorching heat of summer, within the Wushi Daoist Field, beside a lake, Gu An was expounding the Dao to his disciples, and they listened as if drunk and entranced.
Seeing that everyone had already sunk into enlightenment, Gu An took a jade flute from his robes and admired it carefully.
"Gu An, the Great Dao you speak of truly is vast and profound. It makes me think of many scenes, but I'm very curious—have you ever truly seen those Great Daos?"
Shen Zhen opened her eyes, looked at Gu An, and asked curiously.
She was closest to Gu An, and her voice was very soft, not disturbing anyone else.
Gu An glanced at Shen Zhen and said, "The Great Dao is everywhere. What did you see? Where do you want to go?"
Trouble showed on Shen Zhen's face as she said, "I saw the cosmic starry sky, and I saw a white staircase. It led to a door."
"What kind of door?"
"I can't describe it. Thinking back now, it's very vague, but I'm sure it was a door."
Shen Zhen spoke while trying to recall it. She paused, then continued asking, "Gu An, do you think the scenes I saw could be some kind of scheme?"
Gu An looked at her with a smile and said, "That's something you have to feel and judge for yourself. It's a good thing that you can think of that. Never lose your reverence for unknown things. Being a little wary is always more beneficial than harmful."
Shen Zhen nodded and said, "I'll pay attention. If the Great Dao guides me somewhere, I definitely won't go."
She had heard Gu An speak of An Hao and Zhu Xi's experiences, which made her increasingly wary of inexplicable opportunities.
No matter how she