When all was said and done, it was only four words: helpless against one's will.
Why was his Dao different from the Dao he envisioned in his heart? Why?
At the same time, Ye Lin stood motionless within the Star River, an unfathomably profound aura emanating from him, elusive and impossible to grasp.
If other cultivators saw this, they would surely be horrified, because Ye Lin had entered the state countless cultivators dreamed of day and night: questioning the heart.
Questioning the heart meant questioning one's own heart, asking what one truly thought deep within, asking what one's true Dao was.
If one awakened from this state, future cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds. But if one failed, one could very well lose oneself completely, lost within one's own Dao heart.
In the end, a heart demon would be born, and one would fall into endless darkness.
Cultivation was like walking on thin ice. One wrong step led to wrong steps after wrong steps. Yet questioning the heart was what forcibly corrected the path you had taken wrongly. Everything depended on whether your Dao heart was firm enough.
"Not a bad seed. To reach this stage after only a few words... the earlier you awaken, the more beneficial it will be for your future cultivation. Fortunately, you met me now rather than in the future."
At some point, Liu Bai had returned. His eyes were filled with admiration as he looked at Ye Lin.
When he had awakened back then, it had already been too late. At the time, he was already a revered Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, and there had been only two paths before him.
Either he would have no hope of reaching Da Luo in this life, or he would disperse his cultivation and begin anew