I am Little White Dragon, the third prince of Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, and the white dragon horse that carried Tang Monk for thousands of miles. Now I am coiled on the pillar of the Qingtianhua watch in Lingshan, and I have become the eight-part celestial dragon Guangli Bodhisattva. The dragon scales reflect the Buddha's light in Lingshan. When I am free, I always like to look back at the eighty-one difficulties along the way - those sleeping in the wind and the open, the monsters and ghosts, and the days when I changed from an unruly dragon to a silent horse, and now to the days when I have a perfect golden body. Every piece of dragon scale hides a memory of traveling westward, and every time the horse's hooves step on the ground, there are imprints of practice.
