"You see, the rules are always the simplest in the human world. Water flows downhill. Clouds float in the sky. Brightness and darkness take turns. When it's time, it's time," the Abbey Dean looked at Ning Que and explained calmly.
Ning Que asked after a while, "Why didn't you think so in the past?"
"Taoism is after all, Haotian's Taoism, just like souls always refer to the human souls. When people can live a peaceful life, why should they think about killing themselves in order to acquire new souls?" The Abbey Dean kept rubbing on the green leaf. Pleasant sounds resounded while he was talking, and wild flowers bloomed around him.
"I need to thank Ye Su… my brilliant student, who led me to think in this way, or dare to think in this way. He got enlightened when he stayed in the shabby cottage in Linkang. He established the New Stream and wrote those inspiring lines. He inspired me to think like this. He was actually my teacher in a way."