Encountering Immortals in Mountains and Seas

Nothing comes into being, and everything comes into existence out of nothing. There are forests in the mountains, and the trees reflect the stars and the moon. The stars and the moon shine on people, and people look for me. I am who I am, nothing is nothing. On the vast journey to immortality, the world of mortals is filled with all kinds of expressions. Borrow flowers to ask about the world, borrow leaves to find Bodhi. Originally, my aspirations were boundless, so how could I ask about my return date?