Each ordeal paves your path to what you are meant to be.
Shoes on feet, hat on head, embroidered shirt, Daoist robe—free as can be, doing as you please!
A walking vault of arms you have become!
"All the tattered pages can now be compiled in full."
What to drink, how to drink, and above all, who to drink with.
All spells we know are derived from the same source.
Humans, beasts, yaoguais, and the Bodhisattvas. All recorded and noted.
After all that strife and struggle, what's truly been gained?
Transformations and Spirit Skills, you have mastered them all!
"Let go of him, and you let go of all."
Two minds' long fray leaves but one to stay.
Every rare wonder the world can offer, collected and kept.
"Here, have it, have it all."
Take more as fruit as your plants take root.
The most marvelous places for meditation have all met your gaze.
You are fully fitted. Now, swing that staff and fight!
Six frogs, six skills—how intriguing!
"For what deed, must the four waters they governed roam free?"
The merging of ice and fire, swift and severe.
"With my life I'll repay the title he gave me!"
"All the four vessels now belong to me!"
The golden child brought fire and smoke; when they cleared, the family broke.
How odd to encounter this old man at every corner!
More eyes do not see more than the mortal trifles.
Long and short, far and near, each span has its year.
The fat monk failed, for he spoke too much.
Fields kept trim leave time to skim.
"Through fire, armor is refined; through trials, strength is defined."
There will be more sages if their maker still engages.
The beetle came with drumbeats' call, and left with waves' gentle fall.
Tonics are well and good, but not to be wolfed like food!
Fresh brew in an old cask. May it stir a great task!
Of all things to learn, you chose to play with fire?
Now at an end is the elder's long wait for the journeyer.
Nothing sparks your talents more than a spark of thought.
The old monkey has told his tale. Onward you must go.
