I Want to Beat Him to Death

My name is Wen Facai, and I am just an ordinary monk who wants to live a stable life. I don't cause trouble, I don't make trouble, I eat honestly, I lie down conscientiously, I treat people sincerely, and I do my duty. But this world is full of malice towards me. The disciples of the sect saw me draw my sword, the elders frowned when they saw me, the monsters ran wild when they saw me, and the gods trembled when they saw me. From the immortals and demons to the wild dogs on the road, whenever they see me, they only have one sentence in their hearts: I'm going to beat him to death. I thought about it, but I really don't understand. What did I do wrong? This world is too unfriendly.