Chapter 2 Unharmed

Ji Jingqiu jogged back home along the same route she had come from.

Upon returning home, he went straight to the kitchen and drank the medicine that had been prepared beforehand.

It was so hard, so hard that he managed to squeeze out an old man’s face on the subway.

He is able to live to this day despite suffering from Niedu syndrome, and he should first thank his parents in this life.

If they had chosen euthanasia from the beginning, Ji Jingqiu, who couldn’t speak yet, would have died instantly.

Both of Ji Jingqiu’s parents in this life are scholars, and since Ji Jingqiu’s birth, they have been dedicated to studying the pathogenesis and cure of niedu syndrome.

Five years ago, his parents suddenly left and disappeared without a trace, leaving him to live with his grandfather.

Also left behind was a prescription.

The prescription Wu Fa reduces the pain during an attack, but long-term use can control the timing of attacks, reducing the frequency of attacks and controlling them within a specific timeframe.

He took medication for five years, which controlled the onset of his illness to between 6 and 8 a.m., and only then did he return to a normal life.

Before this, Wu Fa’s unpredictable illness prevented him from living like a normal person. He had to be careful even when going out, let alone going to school.

After taking the medicine, Ji Jingqiu took the visualization diagram and tiptoed back into the house.

At this time, Grandpa had not yet gotten up.

He didn’t tell his grandfather that he was going to the lower levels to conduct “drug clinical trials,” because he didn’t want the old man to worry about him.

The reason for this is simply a lack of money.

Whether in this life or the next, money can take you anywhere, while poverty makes it hard to move an inch.

Five years after his parents passed away, he still had some savings at home, but it wasn’t enough to support him in fulfilling his dream.

Ji Jingqiu placed the visualization image aside, opened her smart device, and began searching.

This world’s technological level surpasses that of its predecessor, and it has entered the era of interstellar colonization.

Many things that were impossible to achieve even with immense wealth and power in one’s past life can be accomplished in this era simply by spending some money.

For example, getting up close to a black hole or watching a neutron star collision…

Ji Jingqiu came across related videos.

The beautiful pink clouds created by the collision of two neutron stars are like a spectacular fireworks display at Universe.

And among these “fireworks” thrown in all directions, almost all of them contained the most precious gold and platinum from the previous life.

In the video’s comment section, someone commented that they were basking in a golden rain.

This is a sight you could never have seen in your past life, no matter how much money you have or what your status is.

Ji Jingqiu wanted to go and see it, but the corresponding sightseeing services required waiting, were not available by chance, and were not cheap.

But a person should do something meaningful in their lifetime.

Only in this way will it not be a wasted life, after all the suffering.

Ji Jingqiu searched for the latest neutron star collision tours, and the bookings are expected to run until next year, with a basic registration fee of 2 million…

Ji Jingqiu’s breathing gradually became rapid.

The time displayed in the upper right corner is 6:03.

A searing pain, like being branded with a hot iron, began to emanate from my brain nerves.

It felt as if a gaping hole had opened deep within my mind, and pain was overflowing from the crack, like magma gushing out, causing a burning sensation in every nerve of my body.

In an instant, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.

The medication left by the parents can shorten or control the onset of the disease, but it comes at a cost.

The price is that the pain accumulates and intensifies with each repetition.

Today, it has long since exceeded the category of level 7 pain.

The immense pain exceeded the limits of human endurance; Wu Fa described this kind of pain.

Ji Jingqiu never even considered describing it.

He tossed and turned between unconsciousness and lucidity, eventually burying himself deep inside the covers.

A moment later, a suppressed and hysterical roar, like that of a wild beast, echoed from inside the room.

Having weathered the first wave, Ji Jingqiu took advantage of a brief respite to tremble as she reached out and opened the visualization diagram she had obtained from Old Mu.

【If you don’t want to die, then practice martial arts.】

The visualization diagram is now open.

All that could be seen was still a deep crimson.

But a line of text that had not been seen before slowly emerged:

【 Three Realms: No peace, the world is like a burning house】

My heart is like a prison, capable of burning heaven and earth.

Ji Jingqiu’s eyes were glazed over; the intense pain had blurred his vision, and he could n’t even be sure whether the words were on the painting or in the Void Realm.

In an instant, his whole body tensed up!

At this moment, a second wave of pain has arrived.

The hoarse sound in his throat could no longer be suppressed.

He tried to imprint the image in his mind, attempting to distract himself.

The image in my mind was also entirely crimson!

Fire rained down from the sky, the earth burned, and all things in the world were plunged into a sea of ​​suffering, unable to extricate themselves.

The sea of ​​suffering is boundless. No matter how you struggle, you will be crushed by wave after wave, unable to escape!

Those are the sufferings of birth, old age, sickness, and death; the sufferings of being with those you hate, being separated from those you love, not getting what you want, and the burning of the five aggregates—the eight sufferings of life!

At this moment, it was as if someone was walking from the other shore, carrying a green lantern to guide people across the world.

He lowered his head and looked down, asking and answering himself:

Life has eight sufferings, what should one do?

Strive to cross! Strive to cross! Only by striving to cross can we succeed!

The world is like a sea of ​​suffering; one must swim across it!

It was like a sudden, sharp blow to the head—

His state of mind was exceptionally peaceful at a certain moment.

All the chaotic emotions of love, hate, resentment, and disgust have been banished.

Like Soul Soul Emergence: Ji Jingqiu, now standing from a third-person perspective, observes herself convulsing and spasming during an attack of her illness, feeling utterly free of restraint.

It felt as if the sky was high and the earth was vast, and one could go anywhere.

But this feeling was ultimately fleeting.

He awoke from that transcendent Realm, only to be swept back into the depths of pain by the crashing waves.

Ji Jingqiu tried her best to remain clear-headed, and felt an unprecedented joy in her heart.

Brief…but effective!

It really works!!

This is an unprecedented discovery!

The federal government currently has no medication that can suppress or reduce the pain associated with Niedu syndrome.

But this Visualization Method seems to work!

Old Mu didn’t give the wrong directions; Wu Dao really did save him from his dire straits!

He stared intently at the visualization image, trying to re-enter the previous state to alleviate his endless suffering.

Like a person who has fallen into the deep sea, seeing a ray of sunlight shining into the bottom of the dark Nether Sea.

I don’t mind having too much or too little; I’ll grab it even if it costs me my life.

Amidst endless torment and pain, he finally found an opportunity to re-enter the mysterious experience he had previously had.

At that moment, it felt as if my spirit had soared to the ends of the earth, and my mind had wandered to the highest peaks.

When Ji Jingqiu opened her eyes again.

Before me lay an unfamiliar world.

He sat cross-legged, with a small tree rooted in front of him. The tree trunk was both illusory and real, swaying gently and spreading a warm, green light, supporting a three-foot-long sense of tranquility.

Just three feet away lies a scene of purgatory.

Looking around, Ji Jingqiu saw the sky tilted to the northwest and the earth sink to the southeast. Burning blood dripped from the sky, flames engulfed the earth, and raging fire scorched the three feet of pure land where he stood.

He was bewildered, unsure of where he was or whether the scene before him was real or unreal.

Suddenly, the small tree in front of me emitted a bright, clear light, containing the meaning of great purity, great wisdom, great light, great freedom, and great bliss. It had a profound Zen flavor, pointing directly to the mind and illuminating all darkness.

Ji Jingqiu seemed to have a sudden realization flow through her heart like a spring.

This was the depths of his soul.

It is also the “inner world” he contemplated.

I don’t know whether I should thank him for the “ Dao power” he has accumulated over the past sixteen years, but he is perfectly suited to this Visualization Method.

In a short time, by means of a hint of divine intent contained in the visualization, a three-foot-wide pure land was created.

The small, remarkably bright tree in front of him was a martial art that accompanied Innate after he cultivated the Pure Land. The prototype of Divine Ability.

This is called the Bodhi Tree, which possesses the supreme Wisdom Light, a great wisdom that illuminates all delusion.

It is also the foundation that supports this pure land.

Within three feet lies a pure land, the other shore of the heart.

Just three feet away, there was a sky full of blood and fire, and a world in a sea of ​​suffering.

From then on.

My heart is set on the other shore.

May you be spared from all calamities.

…

The clock in the room showed 7:49.

Ji Jingqiu gradually regained consciousness.

The pain that had been rooted in my whole body has dissipated.

He struggled to sit up, slowly exhaled a long breath, and went to the bathroom inside the house to wash away the soreness and sweat all over his body.

The icy water flowed down from above, washing over his body and sending a chill down his spine.

He endured an hour and forty-six minutes of torture, but through Huozhai Foyu Gu’s ideas, he “hid” away for at least half an hour!

And this was only his first time practicing.

Ji Jingqiu finally saw hope for an end to her suffering.

After wiping herself down, Ji Jingqiu stepped out of the room, where breakfast was already laid out on the table.

Grandfather went out to play mahjong again.

Ji Jingqiu finished her breakfast in a few bites and went back inside to start her online classes.

In this life, he put a lot of effort into the humanities and was very interested in the history of the Federation of this world, especially the history from the planetary era to the great colonial era.

Ji Jingqiu didn’t finish her morning study session until noon.

He quickly tidied himself up and went out to the food street next to the residential area.

He doesn’t eat much in the morning, usually saving room for lunch.

The clouds in the sky are light and high, and every spring breeze carries them across the land. The light and shadow cut by the leaves of the trees sway on the ground like water plants in a pond.

The snack street under Ji Jingqiu’s feet has a long history, and some of the shop signs are still covered with ivy.

A loudspeaker hangs in front of the rice noodle shop, constantly advertising the owner’s latest dishes; the owner of a fried food stall called “Old Wang’s Fried Food” is an old man lying in the doorway, squinting and sunbathing, with a broken radio next to him, blasting loudly…

” A Qiu’s here? Same three dishes again today?”

“The dorayaki will be ready soon, A Qiu, please wait a little longer!”

” A Qiu, come quick! I’ve improved the recipe based on your suggestion, and now we call it ‘Hot and Sour Rice Noodles’!”

” A Qiu, forgive my bluntness, but the sweet chicken frame you’re talking about will never appear in my shop!”

…

As soon as she entered the food street, Ji Jingqiu’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and she was feeling quite hungry.

He is a regular at the food street.

Many shop owners watched him grow up.

Following his advice, Aunt Qiu made the hot and sour noodles from her previous life. The bright red chili oil, the slightly sour vinegar, and the fresh and spicy ginger and garlic flavors instantly ignited Ji Jingqiu’s taste buds.

He was sweating profusely as he ate.

Meanwhile, the potato slices and chicken carcass were cooked.

The potato chips were fried to a golden brown, evenly coated with sweet sauce, and inside was a thin layer of mashed potatoes on a crispy outer shell, offering a double texture. Ji Jingqiu ate three skewers in a row.

Crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, delicious.

The freshly fried chicken frame sizzled with oil, its edges slightly charred, and its overall color an enticing golden-red. The aroma of chili powder and cumin wafted through the air. Ji Jingqiu took a big bite of the arrow-shaped cartilage in the middle of the chicken frame.

Crispy but not burnt, delicious.

Uncle Zhang’s chicken wings wrapped with pork intestines are still as flavorful and delicious as ever.

Uncle Ye’s dorayaki just came out of the oven. The red bean paste filling was a bit too sweet today, but it was still delicious.

The mung bean soup at Sister Zhang’s house was very smooth, but too cold; the grapefruit peel in the honey grapefruit tea wasn’t completely removed, leaving some bitter and sour taste…

But these seemingly flawed aspects are actually his favorite things.

He also liked the white porcelain bowls and spoons in Sister Zhang’s house where the crushed ice would hit the sides of the bowls.

The cold bowl pressed against my forehead, as if penetrating deep into my nerves, extinguishing the burning pain during the attack.

Ji Jingqiu ate heartily all the way from one end of the long street to the other, until her belly was round and she couldn’t eat anymore.

He slowly sat down on a bench, closing his eyes contentedly.

The leaves overhead blocked most of the sunlight, and the bench was shrouded in shadow.

Over the years, he has persevered with great difficulty, often feeling distracted and even contemplating suicide. Therefore, he has always lived a very cautious life, paying special attention to enjoying the little joys in life to fill the void in his weary soul.

After all, the only things in life that shouldn’t be missed are good food and the scenery along the way.

He made his decision.

He wants to learn martial arts!

He still has many more sights he wants to see.

There are many delicious foods I want to try.

Most importantly, life should be full of infinite beauty.

He didn’t want to die.