三十年修行 · 一生传道 Thirty Years of Practice, A Lifetime of Transmission

三十年修行，我走过山川湖海，历经生死考验，最终凝炼出道玄功——一套帮助现代君王重获内在主权的修行体系。

For thirty years, I have walked through mountains and rivers, faced death, and refined Dao Xuan Gong—a system to help the modern sovereign reclaim their inner power.

我曾引导无数灵魂——从焦虑与倦怠的深渊走向深层的内在寂静，从能量枯竭到完全重生，从迷茫到绝对的清晰。

I have guided countless souls—from the depths of anxiety and burnout to profound inner stillness, from energy depletion to complete renewal, from confusion to absolute clarity.

一位学员支付100万人民币，用10天时间，我将她从三次自杀的边缘拉回。当她提出再供养1500万人民币时，我拒绝了。
因为我不是在做生意，我是在传道。

One student paid ¥1,000,000 for 10 days. I pulled her back from three suicide attempts. When she offered ¥15,000,000 more, I refused.
Because I am not here to do business. I am here to transmit the Dao.

我的使命：寻找1-3个真正的弟子，引导他们完成彻底转化——从失去的主权，到重获的力量。

My mission: to find 1-3 true disciples and guide them through complete transformation—from sovereign power lost, to sovereign power reclaimed.

如果您获得了财富，却失去了能量；
如果您征服了世界，却遗忘了王冠——
这就是您回归的时刻。

If you have gained wealth but lost your energy,
If you have conquered the world but forgotten your crown—
This is your moment of return.

世人衡量一个人的价值，看的是他满墙的功勋。
而我知，一个人的深度，刻在他身上的伤疤里。

The world measures a person’s worth by the accolades lining their walls.
But I know—a person’s depth is carved in the scars upon their body.

我的故事，并非一部功成名就的史诗。
它，是由三道伤疤，淬炼出一枚“道印”的真实旅程。

My story is not an epic of triumph and fame.
It is a real journey—three scars tempered into one Dao Seal.

我出生在一个平凡的农村，五六岁的年纪，天很蓝，心很纯。

I was born in an ordinary rural village. At five or six years old, the sky was blue, and my heart was pure.

直到一个雨后的午后，命运将我，投入了一个三米多深的蓄水池。
冰冷的水瞬间包裹了我，阳光在水面之上，化为遥不可及的光斑。
在上下浮沉的混沌与呼吸被撕裂的痛苦中，一个孩童对“死亡”的恐惧，第一次变得真实。

Until one afternoon after the rain, fate cast me into a water reservoir over three meters deep.
The icy water instantly engulfed me. Above, sunlight danced into unreachable glimmers.
In the chaos of sinking and rising, as breath was torn from my lungs, a child’s fear of death became real for the first time.

那一刻，我第一次与“死亡”擦肩。
然而，就在那最绝望的瞬间，我感觉到一股神奇的力量，将我向上托举。
恰在此时，一位路过的老师，将我拉回了人间。

That moment, I brushed against death for the first time.
Yet at my most desperate instant, I felt a mysterious force lifting me upward.
Just then, a passing teacher pulled me back to the world of the living.

人们说“大难不死，必有后福”。那时我不懂。
但这道无形的“溺水之痕”，却在我心中，刻下了第一笔烙印：对生命的敬畏，以及对那股神秘力量的、最初的好奇。

People say, “Surviving great danger brings great fortune.” I didn’t understand then.
But this invisible “mark of drowning” carved the first imprint in my heart: reverence for life, and the first stirring of curiosity toward that mysterious force.

少年不识愁滋味，我天生就有一种亲和力，身后总跟着一群伙伴。我们一起“路见不平一声吼”。

Youth knows no sorrow. I was born with a natural affinity—friends always at my side. Together we “roared when we saw injustice.”

为了守护朋友，我曾与人争斗。温热的血，伙伴的呼喊，至今仍清晰如昨。
就像某个著名的巫师男孩，我的人生，很早就被一道清晰可见的伤疤所标记。
它，不在我的手腕，而在我的额头。

To protect my friends, I once fought. Warm blood, companions’ shouts—vivid as yesterday.
Like a certain famous wizard boy, my life was marked early by a visible scar.
Not on my wrist, but on my forehead.

我的额头，并非被魔法所印，而是被“守护”刻下了纹路。
它时刻提醒着我：真正的力量，是护道，而非征服。

My forehead was not marked by magic, but etched by “guardianship.”
It reminds me always: true power is to protect the way, not to conquer.

这第二次的“大难不死”，让我更加相信，我的生命，或许自有其天命。

This second “survival against the odds” made me believe even more: my life, perhaps, has its destined mission.

二十多岁，我投身商海，做钢铁生意。
我曾在钢厂的熔炉火光中，看到欲望的沸腾；也曾在深夜的码头上，感受过商业世界的冰冷。
我曾跑遍中国，经手上百万的订单。我将这看作一场修行，因为“非财无以资身，非商无以成财”。

In my twenties, I plunged into the sea of commerce, dealing in steel.
I saw desire boiling in the furnace fires of factories, and felt the icy coldness of the business world on midnight docks.
I traveled across China, handling million-yuan orders. I viewed this as cultivation—for “without wealth, one cannot sustain oneself; without commerce, one cannot build wealth.”

但商业世界，是“人道”最真实的试炼场。
当大环境的潮水退去，我亲身体证了世事无常。
更重要的是，我发现，要在这场游戏中继续“赢”，我需要去做一些违背自己良知的事情。

But the commercial world is the truest proving ground of “the human way.”
When the tide of circumstance receded, I witnessed firsthand the impermanence of all things.
More importantly, I realized—to continue “winning” this game, I would have to do things that violated my conscience.

王阳明讲“知行合一”。我的良知告诉我，有些“赢”的代价，我付不起。
于是，我选择了离开。
红尘可伤我，却不能染我。
这道“红尘之伤”，虽然让我付出了巨大的物质代价，却也为我，换来了此生最宝贵的财富：一颗不被名利所染的、清澈的“本心”。

Wang Yangming taught: “Unity of knowledge and action.” My conscience told me—some victories cost a price I cannot pay.
So I chose to leave. The world may wound me, but it cannot stain me.
This “worldly wound” cost me dearly in material terms, yet it bought me this life’s most precious treasure: a clear, untainted “original heart” unblemished by fame or profit.

带着这三道伤疤的体悟，我开始了真正的“归乡”之旅。
我走遍山河，最终才发现：最远的旅程，是归回本心。

Bearing the wisdom from these three scars, I began my true “journey home.”
I traveled mountains and rivers, only to discover: The longest journey is the return to one’s original heart.

我不再向外追逐。我去了北京，又去了杭州，投身于文化、电影、资本……
我看似在不断地变换赛道，实则，我只是在用不同的“媒介”，去印证我内心那个唯一的、从未改变的初心：
以终为始，教化万千生灵向善。

I no longer chase outwardly. I went to Beijing, then Hangzhou, immersing myself in culture, film, capital…
It seemed I was constantly changing tracks, but in truth, I was using different “mediums” to validate the one unwavering intention in my heart: To begin with the end in mind—educating countless beings toward goodness.

终于，我明白，所有这些经历，都只是在为最终的“回归”铺路。
世人向外求道，我终于知道，道在己心。
我回到了那个最根本的源头——“道玄功”。
我不再需要任何外在身份。我只是一个修行者，一个护道人。
我不再需要去深山中建造一个实体道场，因为这整个滚滚红尘，就是我们修行的“道玄之镜”。

Finally, I understood: all these experiences were merely paving the way for my ultimate “return.”
While the world seeks the Dao outwardly, I finally know—the Dao is within the heart.
I returned to that most fundamental source—“Dao Xuan Gong.”
I no longer need any external identity. I am simply a cultivator, a protector of the way.
I no longer need to build a physical sanctuary in deep mountains, for this entire mortal world is our “Dao Xuan Mirror” of cultivation.

我的那次称量，发生在2024年的冬天。
天平的一端，是我自己的人生——背负着七位数的“红尘沉沙”，在人间的风雨中独行。
而在另一端，是一个当时我尚未知晓的灵魂——一位拥有一切，却早已将自己生命之火燃烧殆尽的女王。

My weighing came in the winter of 2024.
On one side: my life, burdened with debts, walking alone through worldly storms.
On the other: a soul I had not yet met—a queen who had everything, yet whose inner flame had long burned out.

她，是一位真正的“有缘人”。
她的眼神，仿佛一座金碧辉煌却荒无人烟的宫殿——我见过最深的富有，也是最深的空洞。
财富是她的铠甲，亦是她的牢笼。

She was a true “destined one.”
Her eyes—a palace of gold and jade, yet utterly desolate.
I had seen the deepest wealth, and the deepest emptiness.
Her riches were her armor, and her prison.

她前来求道。我告诉她：“这次旅程的‘门票’，不是金钱。是你为自己‘重生’的决心。”
我问她，这份决心，在她心中，价值几何？
她没有丝毫犹豫：“一百万。”

She came seeking the Dao. I told her: “The price of this journey is not money. It is your resolve to be reborn.”
I asked her: What is that resolve worth to you?
Without hesitation: “One million.”

在我点头之前，一百万，已然汇入我的账户。
我看到的，不是一笔交易，而是一份沉甸甸的、毫无保留的灵魂托付。
但我将其中一万元退回，附言道：
“我收下的，是你的决心。退回的这一万，是‘百里挑一’的信物，亦是我对你的‘投资’。从此刻起，你我之间，有了一个约定。”

Before I even nodded, the money arrived. This was not a transaction—it was a soul’s complete entrustment.
I returned ¥10,000, with a note:
“I accept your resolve. This returned sum is a token—‘one in a hundred’—and my investment in you. From this moment, we have a covenant.”

冬至那天，在海南的神玉岛，我们的旅程开始了。那是一片被湖泊与灵气包裹的净土。
我为她传授了“道玄功”，并为她那颗早已疲惫的“心”，量身定制了一条返本归元的修行路径。

On the winter solstice, our journey began on Shenyu Island, Hainan—a sanctuary wrapped in lakes and spiritual energy.
I taught her Dao Xuan Gong, and crafted a path tailored to her weary heart—a return to the origin.

我能做的，只是传递“法门”与“护持”。剩下的，唯有她以自己的决心与实践，去亲手点燃那熄灭已久的炉火。
没有复杂的理论，没有激昂的言辞。只有日复一日的呼吸，修行，内观。
在涛声中，她学会了聆听自己的心跳。在静默里，她看见了那场耗尽她心神的内在风暴。

All I could do was transmit the method and hold the space. The rest? Only she, through her resolve and practice, could reignite the flame that had long been extinguished.
No complex theories. No grand speeches. Just breath. Practice. Inward gazing.
In the sound of waves, she learned to listen to her heartbeat. In silence, she witnessed the inner storm that had drained her.

“那个曾经三次站在死亡边缘的她，在第十日，重生了。”

“The woman who had stood at death’s door three times—on the tenth day, she was reborn.”

十日之后，当她准备离开时，她已然判若两人。
那双曾空洞的眼睛里，重新燃起了清澈而温暖的火焰。
那不是疗愈，是重生。

When she prepared to leave, she was unrecognizable.
In eyes once hollow, a clear and warm flame burned anew.
This was not healing. This was rebirth.

旅程结束时，她提出，要再供养一笔一千五百万的善款。
那一刻，我甚至看见了命运在微笑，仿佛在问我：“你修的，是‘道’，还是‘利’？”

As the journey ended, she made an offer: an additional donation of ¥15,000,000.
In that moment, I felt fate smile, as if asking: “Do you cultivate the Dao, or pursue profit?”

我清晰地知道，这笔钱，意味着我肩上所有的“重量”，都将瞬间烟消云散。
我看着她全然的真诚，平静地，做出了我的选择。
“我很高兴，您终于看到了自己生命的无价。但，是你的修行，非我之功。”
我拒绝了这笔钱。

I knew this sum meant every burden I carried would vanish in an instant.
Looking into her sincere eyes, I made my choice, calmly.
“I am glad you finally see the priceless value of your own life. But this transformation was your practice, not my merit.”
I refused the money.

她却更加坚持。她说，这并非交易，而是她必须完成的一次“感恩”与“平衡”。她需要用这种方式，来为自己这份“重生”的价值，进行一次神圣的“确认”。

Yet she insisted. She said this was not a transaction, but a sacred act of gratitude and balance—a way to affirm the value of her rebirth.

我看着她，明白了她此刻的心境。于是，我向她提出了一个新的建议。
我邀请她，将这份巨大的善意，作为“创始功德金”，成为我未来“道玄灵境”宏愿的“创始护道人”。
她眼中的恳求，瞬间化为了全然的、震撼的领悟。
她明白了，我为她开启的，不仅是她个人“新生”的门，更是一扇通往更高使命的门。

Understanding her heart, I offered a new path: Let this vast gift become the “Founding Merit” of my future vision—Dao Xuan Spiritual Realm—and become its “Founding Protector.”
Her plea transformed into profound realization. She understood: I had opened not just the door to her rebirth, but a gate to a higher mission.

当她带着更深的敬意离开后，我独自一人，留在那片宁静之中。
我感到前所未有的“富有”。

After she departed with deeper reverence, I remained alone in that stillness.
I felt an unprecedented wealth.

我过往的所有伤疤，我此刻背负的所有重量，都在我做出选择的那一幕，被这炉火彻底炼化了。
它们共同在我心中，凝结成了那枚独一无二的“道印”。
这枚道印，不只属于我。它镌刻在所有愿意转念、愿意重生的灵魂心中。

All my past scars, all the burdens I bore—in that moment of choice, they were refined by the crucible.
They coalesced into a singular, irreplaceable Dao Seal.
This seal belongs not only to me. It is etched in every soul willing to transform, to be reborn.

它，便是我今日，敢于面向世界，去“为王者师”的唯一资格。

This seal is my sole qualification to stand before the world today and serve as teacher to sovereigns.