There are three thousand ways, and there is always one that can be cultivated. The avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and there is still a glimmer of hope left. What is life and what is death? Jun and Qing never argue with others. He had been on the verge of death for so long that he no longer cared about the criticism of others.
When Hua Mo was discussing Taoism, Junqing stood in that square sword pavilion, and there was a faint shadow of a startling giant, and his voice resounded throughout the world.
"I cultivate Taoism for those people! Wherever my sword points is the place of my nirvana!"
Intention: All things in the world should be fearless