"Master, doesn't Buddhism emphasize on being colorless and formless, and transporting people outside the eighteen realms? How come it has started to interfere in such dirty things in the world?"
"How can you dare to be alone when you are in the middle of a situation?"
"Then Master laid this net to cross the entire river and lake?"
"A poor monk is a shallow person. He is not a net-builder. He is just continuing the work of his ancestors and looking for some fellow travelers."
"Then Master, how helpful do these fellow travelers think they can be?"
"The world has its way. We can't shake the trees or the insects. However, the ants and flying insects still have some delusional thoughts. Why can't you and I fight for a glimmer of life under this gloom?"
"Yisheng accepts it and is willing to do his best."