The river of Samsara runs through the Three Realms. By treading upon this river, one can descend from the Heavenly World to the Mortal World and enter the Netherworld.
Su He walked upon the river, lost in reflective thought.
The river is a mystical thing; The Great Tao converges to form a river, time condenses to form a river, and even Samsara is like this.
The highest virtue is like water. Water benefits all things without contest, dwelling in places that people disdain, thus is close to the Tao...
Thus is the Tao Scripture.
Su He walked, as if in an epiphany. In truth, he had always been in a Treasure Mountain. If not for time pressing relentlessly. To provide him with a quiet environment, to study well.
If he could hold the Great Tao of time as his protective treasure, and contemplate the Tao Scripture daily, given enough time, he might not be unable to become another Taoist Ancestor.
