As a blacksmith's apprentice, my day began with chopping wood and fetching water.,The apprentices huddled in groups of three or four, squatting against the walls. Li Yuan sat hunched over his bowl in a corner, his shoulders aching from fatigue as he ate the steamed buns. A bitter feeling welled up within him.,Especially, the half scroll of the Daoist scriptures recorded is not the orthodox ordination of humans.。