The virtue lacks evil heart; the evil heart lacks virtue,
Life is treacherously long and lecherously heavy.
The mountain sees all and the seas hear all,
The journey continues with a calm mind and a heart steady,
May the path of mud and dust, turn to gold,
The stories of immorality may junior behold.
A stern-looking man and a Monk were playing the ancient chess... But just then, their entire face sank.
"Th-This!? This!? This!? Such cursed evil energy... This monk fears an evil has taken root in the world," The heavenly monk clad in gold and orange Buddhist silk uttered with a frown.
"The Monk is wise. This Seat's heart stirs just from the sensation of this evil energy, what evil might have taken root in this peaceful world? I fear, the sun will change its direction and the moon will hide behind the veil..." another old man clad in righteous vermilion white silk said shaking his head.
The evil energy that had been sensed came from Bai Long's heaven despair tree.
