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"": "There was not the slightest chill, only a faint warmth flowing through it.
There was none of the cold decay of rust, only simplicity and substance.
Yet that substance was nothing like a burdensome weight. In his hand, it felt just right.
Looking more closely at the blade, he saw fine talisman inscriptions as well. Of course, they were confined to the thick center, with none near the edges.
There were actually words among the inscriptions.
The words ran vertically downward: [Ten Precepts of Initial Purity], [Three Hundred Intermediate Precepts], [Celestial Immortal Great Precepts].
Luo Bin's expression shifted slightly.
Was this what the Three-Altars Taoist Abbey meant?
Did the three altars correspond to these three ascending categories of precepts?
The Ten Commandments alone already left a person at a loss.
In fact, Luo Bin felt they went against human nature.
Even if Tang Yu considered him a so-called perfect person, he had never thought of himself that way.
Desires came from emotions, and the seven po were born of emotions. To have no desires, wouldn't one have to have no emotions? Without emotions, how could the seven po arise? Without the seven po, what would hold a person's three souls together?
If the three souls did not gather, could that person still be called human?
And yet, above the Ten Precepts of Initial Purity, there were still so many more precepts...
Yes.
It would certainly be good if people were free of all those problems.
But that was merely an ideal.
Had the Three-Altars Taoist Abbey been too idealistic, ultimately bringing about its own destruction?
Taking a deep breath, Luo Bin tried to clear his thoughts.
He glanced at his watch. It was already almost three in the morning.
Luo Bin's original plan had been