Centenary Dao Mark

During the reign of Emperor Guangxu, a young man named Chen Shouzhuo broke a celadon bottle in a medicine shop, and the broken porcelain stuck into his palm. The old master said: "Blood is red and medicine is bitter. Remember these two things and it will last you a lifetime." For the next hundred years, he prepared medicine, prepared medicine, and kept the medicine shop. The cultivator said he had spiritual roots, but he didn't go. His wife said that this is how life goes, and it took him half a lifetime to understand. A friend died in prison, and his suicide note contained four words: Living is the way. The drug store was requisitioned, burned, and smashed. The master is gone, his wife is gone, and all the old friends are gone. A cultivator who has been cultivating immortals for two hundred years has been destroyed by a catastrophe. He comes to ask him where the path is. He didn't answer and handed over a bowl of medicine. The smell was the ginger soup cooked by the cultivator's mother before he left home. One hundred and eight years old, he smiled in front of the medicine stove. The grandson asked what he was laughing at. He said: The medicine is ready. The Tao is not in heaven. In the medicinal soup, in the fireworks, in the original place. Great skill and clumsiness will be damaged by the Tao. Cut down to the end and nothing is missing.