But while experience is easily gained, the state of mind is difficult to comprehend.
As the painting continued, Li Hao no longer felt the initial inspiration. He knew he needed a catalyst, something mere repetition in painting could not provide, requiring changes and unexpected encounters to achieve.
Li Hao stopped painting, rose from the mat, and began wandering around the surroundings.
Elder Wang noticed Li Hao moving around and gestured for him to come over, explaining some places that were accessible and others that were not.
The places where one can linger here are quite limited. The distant Sky-reaching Giant Hall cannot be climbed until one passes certain tests, and the steps outside the Heavenly Calamity Hall can only be tread upon by those in the True Immortal Realm; otherwise, one would be instantly crushed by the divine might of the Emperor Hall, with the Saint Path extinguished.
Li Hao felt somewhat bored and inquired, "Senior, do you not feel bored staying here all the time?"
"Bored?"
Elder Wang laughed and said, "When youâve seen all the splendor, you will yearn for a quiet place, to stay alone, doing nothing, thinking of nothing. At that time, you wonât feel bored; instead, youâll find it quite joyful."
Li Hao could not yet understand this feeling, for he still had many places he wished to visit, many sights to see, and many people to meet.
"Compared to those old fellows, I am the happiest."
Elder Wang softly spoke, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes that quickly vanished. He continued with a smile, "Your soul life is too short, less than a century; feeling bored is quite normal. Others have been here for a very, very long time."
Li Hao nodded, looking at the fertile fields nearby, suddenly intrigued, he said, "Senior, why donât you teach me how to farm?"
"Farming?"
Elder Wang was taken aback, observing Li Haoâs expression, he couldnât help but chuckle, saying, "Why arenât you seizing the opportunity to cultivate? Previously, you mentioned your Ten Thousand Paths Immortal Law involved opting for the Sword Dao, but recently you have been cultivating the Artistic Path. You havenât even touched the Yama Immortal Skill yet."
"No rush, no rush. Cultivation isnât akin to mountain climbing, where once at the summit, one is free in the heavens."
Li Hao replied with a smile.
Elder Wang evidently hadnât heard such a saying before, but after pondering, he found it somewhat reasonable.
However, thatâs for cultivating ordinary techniques. A peerless monster comprehends in a single moment and may not require relentless practice day and night, yet this is the Immortal Tao path. Those without true monstrous talent find it hard to comprehend instantaneously and must rely on continuous day-and-night practice to enhance mastery and gradually gain insight to break through the final bottleneck.
"There are two kinds of people in the world: those who, without moving a step, already see the endpoint, are called geniuses. Others can only see their toes, traverse long distances tirelessly, eventually stepping to the endpoint through the residual light at their feet; these are the diligent ones."
Elder Wang remarked profoundly, "All who pass through here were once geniuses, yet when faced with the Immortal Tao path, they can only glimpse that remnant light at their feet. Without the courage and perseverance for a long journey, they will falter halfway, becoming the third kind, neither talented nor hardworking, merely dirt resting halfway."
Li Hao detected the advice in his words, smiling, he said, "But there is a fourth kind of person, one who stands still, wishes to go nowhere, and desires to walk not a single step."
Elder Wang was taken aback, noticing the bright expression on Li Haoâs face, which for a moment left him spellbound.
He suddenly recalled the otherâs Dao Heart, the heart leads the way, actions follow, achieving unity of knowledge and action transcending the Saint Path.
With such a Dao Heart, naturally he has such a mindset.
He felt relieved in his heart and laughed, "The fourth type you mentioned, would they turn the starting point into the endpoint?"
"The so-called endpoint is a self-set mark. For some, itâs crossing a river; for others, itâs climbing a mountain. As for my endpoint, itâs standing at the starting point, quietly watching them run."
Li Hao replied with a smile.
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