On the platform, the kasaya-clad young man continued to expound slowly.
His voice was mild and peaceful, like a ray of Buddha's light shining amidst the cold winds by the Dragon River, which made everyone feel as if they were basked in the warm breeze of spring.
Li Hao listened quietly to the other's words. He had not cultivated the Buddha's cultivation techniques, but as he listened now, he quickly grasped their essential ideas.
This also added a new line of thought to his Dao of All Things.
Even human nature could be incorporated into the Dao.
But what commonality did greed, anger, and delusion share with birds, beasts, and plants?
Li Hao fell into contemplation.
What, after all, was that common element?
Or to put it another way, do all things truly share something in common?
