In the serene Taoist temple, the sunlight gently falls on the courtyard, and the leaves sway slightly in the breeze, as if telling the stories of years. The disciples are sitting around the Taoist priest, listening to his teachings, filled with longing and pursuit for truth in their hearts.
A disciple asks thoughtfully, "Master, you often talk to us about the heart. Where exactly is the...
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