On Aoshan Mountain lies a rock resembling an old dog with its head bowed and brows drooping. Whenever snow and wind blow, the rock moans like a dying old dog whimpering in the graveyard it chose for itself. The first time Wang Yingmo saw the rock, he laughed and said it looked like a dog. The last time he saw it, he laughed again, saying, "I think I'm just like this rock."
He climbed to the peak of the Great Dao, wielded power over all beneath heaven, strove for supremacy in martial arts, and saw Dao soldiers, precious treasures, splendid carriages, and beautiful women... Wang Yingmo had seen, heard, and experienced all the wonders of this world, yet he always remembered these ten words: "Though I know the vastness of heaven and earth, I still cherish the green grass and trees."
