I can't remember exactly when it started, but I believe it was when my old master told me about the Three Disasters, the only flaws of learning the Way. My old master was a Buddha, a Patriarch, and a learned man, for great was his magic and knowledge.
He made me swear to never mention his name to anyone. He had seen my boastful and troublesome nature, and did not want to be associated with me.
That day, he gathered all his disciples beside him, and then once again singled me out. Soon he sent away the others, and made me stay behind. But I was happy, for only when he was alone would he teach me what I truly seeked: immortality. He had taugh