Jia Zhen did not even have time to pick at the ambiguity in his words. Her brows drew tight. "What do you mean?"
"Heavenly Dao created reincarnation not so people could pick through trash in it! If everything on the Path of Reincarnation is treated as garbage, then what meaning does reincarnation have? The true mystery of Heavenly Dao reincarnation lies in every little detail along the Path of Reincarnation. Every drop and every speck is the Great Dao."
"Every drop and every speck is the Great Dao!" Jia Zhen slowly raised her head. "Is that truly Heaven's intent?"
"I am not Heavenly Dao, so I do not know Heaven's true intent. But Heavenly Dao manifests all phenomena and merges myriad Daos within itself. Keeping away from worldly affairs is Dao; seeing through worldly affairs is also Dao. Over a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, what one should absolutely not do is forget everything on the Path of Reincarnation. Quite the opposite—you should comprehend the countless states of worldly life and penetrate the Supreme Principle of Heavenly Dao. If you regard the countless facets of life along the Path of Reincarnation as trash, then you will never be able to let go. And if you cannot let go, how can you speak of transcendence?"
If she could not let go, how could she speak of transcendence?
In Jia Zhen's heart, which had not stirred for a very, very long time, ripples rose...
For thousands of years, she had traveled through the Path of Reincarnation time and again, obtaining all sorts of opportunities and steadily advancing her cultivation. Each lifetime had been stronger than the last. She had gained benefits from it, and she had always believed this was her path. The only thing she needed to do was take the essence,