Zhou Chuan shook his head, bound the villagers with a blood-red rope, and tossed them ten miles away. Then he galloped off in the opposite direction.
With great effort, he returned to Mount Laoshan to comprehend the Dao without practicing cultivation and without closing his eyes.
A year passed. Having accomplished nothing, his karmic obstacles had decreased somewhat, though not by much. Suspecting something, or perhaps unable to bear the solitude, he left Mount Laoshan once more, passing through a densely populated town.
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