The Nature of a Helpless Place Is Like This

When the "name" collapsed, the world saw the "nature" for the first time. In this world, everything that exists must be named. Mountains have names, rivers have names, people have names, monsters have names, and even the way of heaven has its own orderly title. A name is not only a title, but also a rule, a chain, and the foundation for the operation of the world. Until a child appears—— His name is Xingru. A name that cannot be explained. A way of being that cannot be categorized. An "abnormality" that God cannot name. The cracks in the world began from his birth. He was born on an unknown night when the temple was closed due to a thunderstorm. The birth chart is colorless, the heavenly phenomena are stagnant, and the heaven and earth are hesitant. He doesn't practice, he doesn't fight for luck, and he doesn't take his life. He just "is." The water is diverted because of him, the murderous intention is invalidated because of him, and the name loses its meaning because of him. Monks cannot define him, demons cannot devour him, and heaven cannot judge him. Because there is nothing "definable" in him. He is not a practitioner, he is "nature". People in the world seek fame, immortality and Taoism. But he continues to dispel these concepts: Names have no effect on him. Cause and effect broke before him. Definitions crumble before him. For the first time, Tiandao lost the right to explain. He doesn't rebel against the world, he just isn't defined. His answer was just one word: "Like." Not an explanation, not a conclusion. But—— The world is as it is. "A Place of Nowhere·Xingru Chapter" When all names expire, For the first time the world sees "being itself". And Tiandao was silent for the first time.