Lu Qing immersed his mind in comprehending this wisp of thought.
"Time has always been merciless, like a great river flowing past, never stirred by the thoughts of those upon its banks. All words, all speech, are nothing more than what cultivators bestow upon them through their Dao Hearts." This wisp of Lu Qing's consciousness wandered Beyond the Heavens. He did not seek to predict what gains he would receive, because anything was possible. What one saw and what one gained ultimately arose from the heart.
Especially in the lands Beyond the Heavens, even those with steadfast Dao Hearts would encounter the obstructions within themselves.
He sensed the passage of time in this moment.
Time was incomparably swift, yet incomparably slow.
"Some cultivate time to extend their lifespan. Some cultivate time, wishing to glimpse Heavenly Secrets through one corner of the long river. Some cultivate time so that family, friends, and kindred spirits may gather at their side and enjoy the joys of the Mortal Realm..." Through this wisp of insight into time, Lu Qing saw countless cultivators throughout the ages who had walked the Time Way.
In a single instant of time, ten thousand Dao Hearts passed.
These were the imprints left within the Great Dao by countless cultivators who had set foot upon this path over the ages.
Though these cultivators practiced the Great Dao of Time, their Dao Hearts and Dao Paths branched into a thousand threads, and what they sought was never the same.
Within Lu Qing's Inner World, the seed of insight condensed from that wisp of time slowly merged into heaven and earth.
"I cultivate the Dao through one to behold the myriad Daos. One can give birth to all things, and one can also give birth to the myriad Daos. The path of