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Plowing as a dao seemed to be working for the man and his ox - an eternity of carefree comfort. Everything was under their feet as they tilled the field.
Li Qiye sat down on the field ridge, observing the act.
The man noticed Li Qiye and wanted to stop but he waved his hand, gesturing for the session’s continuation.
The man and the ox seemed busy yet not. The hardship of the labor and the poverty of farming didn’t exist, allowing them to plow at a leisurely and meticulous pace.
The mud field resembled a work of art, containing natural layers of the dao.
“Plowing heaven and earth to cultivate the dao.” Li Qiye found this marvelous and smiled: “You’ve reached it after so many years...
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