Chen Yi, a pilgrim from Tianzhu, traveled thousands of miles east at his master's command.
He sought neither wealth nor merit, only to remain true to his heart.
He questioned emperors three times and dispelled their delusions with a single word. He crossed the river on a reed, his heart reaching beyond the vast sea.
For nine years on Mount Song, he faced the wall in meditation, quietly awaiting the transmission of the Chan flame.
Alone, he journeyed ten thousand miles, seeking the Way in the East,
all to pass on the legend of a pilgrim who pointed straight to the human heart.
Super nice, I like it.