I am a Bodhi tree at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, standing for 120,000 years.
I watched the Tathagata take away the source of enlightenment from me and become a Buddha, I watched Guanyin take willow branches to take refuge, and I watched that unruly monkey be trapped under the Five Elements Mountain for five hundred years.
I watched Lingshan transform from a barren mountain into a splendid Buddhist kingdom, and watched the pilgrimage procession grow from a few people to a torrent stretching for thousands of miles.
They all say that the purpose of obtaining scriptures is to save all sentient beings. Only I know that it is just a scam to harvest faith jointly directed by Buddhism and Taoism.
When the golden light fades, what is revealed is the numerous bones; when the Buddha's voice disappears, what is heard is the sound of mourning.
When the gods and Buddhas have fallen, demons are rampant, and the entire three realms have abandoned mortals, I am the only one who is still standing here, using my body to hold up the last piece of sky for them.
Tathagata, you owe me the origin and the lives of countless mortals in these three realms. It's time to repay!
