"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao, The name that can be named is not the eternal name..."
In the elegant Medicine King House.
The Heavenly Master, standing with his hands clasped behind him, was contentedly watching Lin Fan and Li Qiqi, who were sitting cross-legged opposite him.
For the past week, both had been attentively listening to his teachings.
One might think this Heart Sutra seemed quite ordinary.
But coming from the mouth of the Heavenly Master, it became divine sound.
Accompanied by the voice imbued with Inner Strength, it continuously weaved through their ears.
The two meditators appeared to have entered a state of nihility.
The somewhat hypnotic voice guided them to drift with the wind.
In their minds, a millennium-old classic was purifying their hearts.
Especially Li Qiqi, who had begun to follow the Heavenly Master,
and started murmuring in agreement.
