"Even you can't tell, Senior Luo?" A trace of confusion flashed through Chen Jue's eyes at those words. He leaned back slightly in his chair and likewise looked at the three characters for "Quanzhen Rock" that Old Man Luo was pointing at.
Quanzhen meant complete truth. It was called that because only by cultivating truth could one avoid straying down the wrong path and ultimately attain the Dao.
Although Chen Jue had realized where his capacity to be moved lay, he could not comprehend where his own Dao was.
Seeing Chen Jue's confusion, Old Man Luo shook his head and sighed softly. "Fellow Daoist, you needn't get lost in these metaphysical things! Everyone has their own life, and everyone has their own cultivation and Dao."
"Although I achieved Core Formation through Patriarch Chen Xiyi's Sleep Elixir Formula, I likewise dwell within the Dao without knowing what the Dao is. Just as Laozi said in the Tao Te Ching: 'The Dao that can be spoken is not the constant Dao; the name that can be named is not the constant name.'"
"Anything you can put into words isn't the true Dao. It's empty grandstanding."
"Your Dao and your cultivation are yours alone to seek. I'm merely an outsider. Although onlookers see more clearly, I can only point you in a general direction."
Chen Jue nodded. Those few words of guidance gave him an indescribable sense of understanding, and he cupped his fist toward Old Luo. "Dwelling within the Dao without knowing the Dao?"
"Thank you for clearing up my confusion, Senior!"
"By the way, Senior, I see you're also of the Quanzhen lineage. Why don't you have to observe the rules and precepts like Daoist Huang Shizhen and the others?" Chen Jue stopped dwelling on what truth and the Dao were