My master always told us to cut down trees to catch fish, water flowers and plant fields,
But I travel around the mountains and rivers, listen to music on the fence, and call it the truth of cultivation.
One day, I asked my master for advice: "Master, what are the exercises of our sect?
The master replied: "Dialectics... Oh no, practice Dafa."
"Then why are you called the Master of Truth?"
"Because they envy the teacher's practical ability!"
I have always wondered what practice is. Until that day, the master's wife was kidnapped by her enemies.
I saw the master smiling and taking me away in the air. Then the world spun and the demons and monsters turned into ashes.
Only then did I understand that what the master said was
"The Ten Swords are the only criterion for testing truth!"
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