The Daoist master is

A month ago, when he first arrived, Li Yuan almost had his head cracked open by that rice spoon...,As if a bolt of lightning had cleaved through the fog, Li Yuan shuddered violently, nearly spilling half his bowl of rice soup onto the floor!,In his past life, his master, who had never been able to get into the ranks of scribes until he died, left him with half a scroll of Taoist teachings.。