He came from the unknown, with three thousand Taoist treasures in his body, traveled all over the nine states and eight regions, and saw all kinds of life. He turned into spring breeze and rain, and preached to the world about him. He was of low status and had never stepped into the holy realm, but he was respected by the world as the Holy Master. The poem says, "The high mountains stand still, and the scenery stops walking." I would like to respect the Holy Master with these words! "The Record of the Holy Master" was compiled by the Holy Master's personal disciples and others, and was supplemented by the Holy Pen of Heaven's personal merits. It was compiled in the 770th year of the Continental Era, and compiled the life course of the Holy Master. I would like to use this to express my memory of the Holy Master and to pay tribute to future generations. ——Preface to "Records of Saints"
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