I am dust, and all sentient beings regard me as grass and grass.
God hides himself, and heaven and earth treat me as a king.
On the wasteland of Dantian, a dead tree blooms in spring, absorbing the essence of all things and bearing the supreme fruit of the Tao.
From a medicine slave to a genius, from the mortal world to the peak of immortality.
In this life, I want this bright universe and all the gods and Buddhas to remember my name.
My name is Ye Fanchen, a grain of dust that changes the world.
