After Going Down the Mountain, I Practiced the Tao of Common People

Master said three things to me before he died: "Moving type is like adding a tongue to water. If you have water to drink and something to talk about, you are alive." "Go down the mountain, don't be buried in this mountain." "By the way - that broken gourd of yours, remember to brew it after you finish drinking it. Don't stop it." I, Wen Zhou, was born an orphan and grew up in the city. I stayed in the mountains for three years with an old man who called himself an "idle Taoist". After he left, I carried his medicine box and three old copper coins and went down the mountain. When others cultivate immortality, they choose one path and become better at it. I am a cultivator and learn everything—— I know some medical skills, but I'm not very good at it, but I can save lives. He can do divination, which is not very accurate, but he can read people. I can click on talismans, but I can't draw well, but I can fool people. He knows the dots and astrology, can run and recognize the way, and can lead the people who are fleeing to survive for a few more days. I thought I was studying miscellaneous subjects. Later I found out—— What I cultivate is the Tao of Common People. The Tianshu Sect said I was "unseemly", the Xuanming Palace said I was "in the way", the masters of the Jiange Pavilion said I was "ignorant", and even the Heavenly Dao looked down upon me - others suffered nine thunders during the tribulation, but I received eighteen. Because the way of heaven says: Monks should cut off cause and effect and seek ascension. Why do you care about the life and death of mortals? But my master said - if you have water to drink and something to talk about, you are alive. In my life, I just want more people to have water to drink, something to talk to, and someone to take care of them. If you want to say that I am cultivating an evil path - then this world is my dojo.