Purple clouds covered a vast distance, the words of the Tao Te Ching filled the sky, as if heaven shouted in an awakening voice to enlighten people and spread morality. It could be heard no matter how far the distance was.
Inside the Cave of Golden Light, King Zhuang of Chu was frowning as he pondered over his recent difficult situation. He was thinking of there was any way to resolve Duke Huan of Qi's alliance strategy. Suddenly, purple clouds floated in the air as specks of yellow, black and white descended slowly.
King Zhuang of Chu suddenly looked up as he heard a grand and solemn voice say, "The Tao that can be told of is not the eternal Tao."
"The Tao that can be told of is not the eternal Tao…" his brows loosened up as he muttered. He felt that these words were mysterious and profound. The more he digested the more he found them meaningful, not specific yet commanding all things.
