The old monkey has told his tale. Onward you must go.

Nothing sparks your talents more than a spark of thought.

Fresh brew in an old cask. May it stir a great task!

Of all things to learn, you chose to play with fire?

Now at an end is the elder's long wait for the journeyer.

Tonics are well and good, but not to be wolfed like food!

There will be more sages if their maker still engages.

The beetle came with drumbeats' call, and left with waves' gentle fall.

The fat monk failed, for he spoke too much.

More eyes do not see more than the mortal trifles.

The golden child brought fire and smoke; when they cleared, the family broke.

Long and short, far and near, each span has its year.

Fields kept trim leave time to skim.

You are fully fitted. Now, swing that staff and fight!

"Through fire, armor is refined; through trials, strength is defined."

"For what deed, must the four waters they governed roam free?"

"All the four vessels now belong to me!"

Two minds' long fray leaves but one to stay.

The merging of ice and fire, swift and severe.

"Let go of him, and you let go of all."

After all that strife and struggle, what's truly been gained?

All spells we know are derived from the same source.

How odd to encounter this old man at every corner!

Six frogs, six skills—how intriguing!

"With my life I'll repay the title he gave me!"

"Here, have it, have it all."

The most marvelous places for meditation have all met your gaze.

Humans, beasts, yaoguais, and the Bodhisattvas. All recorded and noted.

"All the tattered pages can now be compiled in full."

A walking vault of arms you have become!

Transformations and Spirit Skills, you have mastered them all!

Take more as fruit as your plants take root.

Every rare wonder the world can offer, collected and kept.

Shoes on feet, hat on head, embroidered shirt, Daoist robe—free as can be, doing as you please!

What to drink, how to drink, and above all, who to drink with.