Before my ascension, Master called me to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.
He said that there are three tribulations in my life: the thunder of the purple sky refines my bones, the love of the mortal world refines my heart, and the last tribulation of common people is the point of death.
"The way of heaven is the cruelest, and it wants to make people who care about the world move their hearts."
I don't understand. Since I entered Taoism, I have been pure in heart and few in desire. I have rarely been involved in the world. I only have one fox demon disciple under me, so how can I have an ordinary mind?
The master raised his eyes and looked towards the corridor outside the hall.
The young man in black clothes was leaning on a pillar, his legs hanging lazily, but his eyes were glued to me, stubborn and hot. Sensing my gaze, he hurriedly stood up, stood up straight, and pretended to be an obedient disciple.
I solemnly said: "Master, don't worry, Qiuxi's Daoist heart is stable, and he will never miss the path of the common people because of his personal affairs."
The master shook his head and sighed: "No, no..."
But he didn't lecture anymore and patted me on the shoulder, "Go ahead. Remember, tribulation is never something you can avoid. You step into it willingly."
Intention: The great road of life, love and justice
