Li Xiandao sat beneath a huge tree and closed his eyes. He was comprehending his own Dao tree.
When one comprehended the Dao, one had to differentiate between what was important and what was not.
The importance was in quality not quantity.
Of course, if you could swiftly comprehend quality, then it was okay if you had quantity too.
Li Xiandao comprehended too much before, and although he was familiar with all of them, in truth, Li Xiandao didn't perfect his own Dao.
One person's Dao was like a tree.
The path that one comprehended and wanted to follow was the branch. It would grow straight and tall, and no matter what one comprehended after, it wouldn't shake the main branch.
It could split up and form new branches for leaves to grow out.
If the thousands of paths you comprehended were based on the main tree, then very quickly one Dao tree would be born.
