"From this day forth, I am Mani Jiaye, the guardian of Spirit Mountain!"
Sun Xushi, with a solemn and dignified appearance, sat on the Twelve-Grade Lotus Platform, a golden divine radiance behind his head shimmering brightly, further elevating his grandeur.
He then slightly raised his hand, his red lips gently parting, speaking with neither joy nor sorrow:
"Good men and good women, the cycles of dust and calamity, the sun of wisdom shines again. It is by my will that I appear once more with eyes brimming with tears."
"Observe this world: although all beings reside in the five turbid evils, their Buddha-nature remains unstained. Just like the Mani pearl, falling into the mud, its brightness diminishes not a bit."
"Today I open the door of convenience, revealing the ultimate magic."
"First, do not say Spirit Mountain is separated by thousands of miles; turning around, you are at the shore of Bodhi."
