"Tao Ying Hua Zhang" takes Xiao Tianming's spiritual path as a thread to weave a living scroll of the people's livelihood in Kyushu.
When the bronze bell in Guanxing Pavilion rang to wake up to the morning light, he still didn't know where the "Tao" was - maybe it was the silver thread spinning in Lin Xiaoman's calculator, maybe it was the wet-dry "bargain" entry in Qian Laogen's account book, or the warm fragrance of mugwort and beeswax kneaded in Aunt Zhao's medicine basket. From the stone in front of the tomb in the Miasma Valley in Western Yunnan to the rubbings of ship patterns at the Qiantang Port pier, he protected the unyielding stone pillars, Aunt Zhao who was a god at discerning medicine, and Qian Laogen who calculated the hearts of the people. Here, the true meaning of "merit" was uncovered: It turns out that cultivation is never about meditating in retreat, but about catching the people's "unwillingness to give in", allowing wheat seeds to germinate when they fall to the ground, allowing spinning wheels to spin evenly, and allowing blind children to touch bamboo pieces to read.
When the black smoke of Taoist Jade dispersed in the clouds of Daizong, and when the Empress Dowager's Luan Jia was trapped in the carvings of the Nongsang Picture, Xiao Tianming finally understood - the true shape of the earth anchor is the wheat ridge, and the destination of the cross-life anchor is the people's heart. There is no magic in flying to the sky and escaping from the earth, only the skill of connecting a calculator to a beacon, the dew of medicine to warm the bones of the sick, and the warmth of the books in the school filling the fields; there is no teaching from above, only the mutual contrast of "you plant wheat and I weave cloth", and the reality of "I protect you and guard the border and you teach me how to read".
In the final analysis, the Tao is not in the scriptures of the Zangdao Pavilion, but in the evaporator of the western Yunnan medicine shop, in the exchange warehouse of Qiantang Port, and at the fingertips of everyone who wants to live a good life - this is the "Huazhang" of Kyushu, the true Tao brewed in the fireworks.
