Chapter 47 Goodbye Old Mu

It’s been half a month since I last saw Old Mu.

A lot has happened in the past two weeks. Ji Jingqiu has undergone a complete transformation, both physically and mentally.

So as soon as they entered, Sister Mei’s eyes lit up. She grabbed Ji Jingqiu and ran her hands all over his body, ruffling his hair into a mess. Then, she excitedly dragged him deeper inside, shouting, “Dao!”

” Old Mu, you need to give this kid a thorough check-up. He’s almost finished opening his meridians in just half a month, and his meridians already show signs of power. Is this kid really a martial arts master? ” Genius?

Old Mu slowly walked out of the inner room.

“You’re here?”

“Thank you for the reminder, Old Mu. If you need anything in the future, Jingqiu will never refuse.”

Ji Jingqiu spoke earnestly and sincerely. He knew that his transformation began from the ground up, and he felt he should repay such kindness with the utmost gratitude.

Although he hadn’t expected the kid to be of any help, Old Mu was undoubtedly pleased by this attitude.

He smiled faintly and said, “Being able to master this Visualization Method is your own destiny. If you really want to thank me, then if you encounter any other Martial Artists with the surname Mu in the future, and you can beat them up, then give them a good beating on my behalf, and let them know what it means to be arrogant and domineering.”

Ji Jingqiu was taken aback.

He didn’t mishear, it was… a beating?

“Alright, I called you here to talk business.” Old Mu coughed, a look of interest on his face. “I heard you ‘ve already finished setting up your Visualization Method?”

“good!”

Ji Jingqiu also perked up.

Another purpose of his trip was to learn more about the Fire Dwelling Buddhist Hell Contemplation Diagram from the Old Mu.

Old Mu nodded slightly and asked Dao, “Is the house you built thatched, stone, or brick and cement? If it’s brick and tile, how many stories high is it, and how many rooms are there inside and out?”

Ji Jingqiu was stunned.

He hesitated for a moment: “I didn’t hear you clearly, would you like to say it again?”

Old Mu didn’t pay any attention and repeated it.

This time, Ji Jingqiu was sure she hadn’t misheard.

He began to reflect.

I was thinking about the four characters “Fire Dwelling Buddhist Prison, ” and the difficult part was “staying at home.”

After racking his brains without finding a solution, he cautiously asked, “Is there any particular custom or significance to this house?”

Old Mu naturally believed that the bigger the house, the better, and it also needed to be sturdy and solid enough to withstand the ravages of time and the torrents of fire. He stressed that ostentation was not important; sturdiness and practicality were paramount.

At this point, Old Mu sighed, recalling his past.

He comes from the Mu family, so he naturally tried this visualization method in his early years.

Almost every member of the Mu Family will try this visualization method.

However, almost everyone gives up in the end.

Because there is no hope in sight.

Ji Jingqiu was already sweating profusely. He comforted himself, saying that his house—let’s call it a house for now, although it wasn’t big, only about 18 feet in diameter—was still sturdy enough to withstand the raging fire and the sea of ​​suffering. So he should be considered to have met the requirements.

Old Mu noticed his furrowed brows and silence, and sensed something amiss. He wondered whether he had actually mastered the Fire Dwelling Buddhist Hell Contemplation Diagram.

Aren’t all these details of practice found in the divine intent within the visualization diagrams?

If he had not been enlightened by divine will and granted Legacy, how did he construct the visualization diagram?

After a moment’s thought, Ji Jingqiu explained her current situation with some reservations, omitting the parts about Supreme True Buddha and Guardian Deity.

He was very sincere and worried:

“I didn’t build a house, but I planted a bodhi tree. The bodhi tree sprouted three feet of clear soil, which was a bit narrow, but quite sturdy. Oh, now it’s eighteen feet tall…”

“Is it because I practiced the wrong way that it’s so difficult? “

He lacked confidence and was somewhat skeptical of Dao.

Mainly serving as a companion to martial arts, Divine Ability, bodhi little tree is practically a Golden Finger- level cheat, so it’s unlikely that I practiced it incorrectly, right?

On the very first day I heard about Ji Jingqiu’s visualization and construction of the inner world, I planted a Bodhi tree, which gave rise to a pure land…

Old Mu was stunned.

That old face, etched with deep wrinkles, remained expressionless.

But Sister Mei clearly saw his hand, which was behind his back, tremble violently.

Sister Mei counted on her fingers for a moment.

She remembered that Old Mu had said that his ancestors first saw heaven and earth, then all living beings, then the True Self, and finally created their own Pure Land.

Following this order, wouldn’t Ji Jingqiu skip over seeing all beings in the world and True Self, jump three levels directly, and arrive at the Realm of 【Self-Derived Pure Land】?

She suddenly looked surprised. Could it be that the Mu Family has been revised over the years?

At this moment, Old Mu’s lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

My heart was already reeling from a silent thunderclap.

Seeing Bodhi… one naturally attains a Pure Land… Seeing Bodhi… one naturally attains a Pure Land…

…On what grounds?

He stared at the boy in front of him, his mind filled with confusion.

Is this the kind of genius who rivals our ancestors?

Suddenly, Old Mu thought of a possibility, and his gaze toward Ji Jingqiu instantly changed.

After a long silence, he finally managed to speak, albeit with some difficulty, maintaining his composure.

“You… lit the Wisdom Light?”

Ji Jingqiu nodded.

Old Mu felt a little dizzy, but he still managed to hold on and pointed out that although Ji Jingqiu’s situation was strange, similar cases had occurred in history.

Like Ji Jingqiu, Ji Jingqiu planted a Bodhi tree, ignited the supreme Wisdom Light, and created a similar pure land, from which she has been helping others, herself, and all living beings…

Ji Jingqiu relented, thinking that having learned from past mistakes was enough.

He asked Dao with concern: ” Ji Jingqiu” What happened to Senior afterwards?

Old Mu choked for a moment, then said earnestly, “You’re very good, but you mustn’t become arrogant because of it, Ji Jingqiu. ” The pure land that Senior pioneered back then initially covered an area of ​​six zhang (approximately 33 meters), and later it stretched to the heavens and connected with the earth!

He instructed Dao: “You are still far behind your predecessors. You still need to work hard and not slack off. Strive to expand the scope of the Pure Land and catch up with your predecessors as soon as possible.”

Ji Jingqiu immediately felt ashamed and inferior.

I deeply feel the gap between myself and those true Geniuses, as well as the gap in our perspectives.

When he first opened up the Pure Land, it was only three feet wide. After absorbing a portion of the Origin of Supreme True Buddha, it expanded to eighteen feet, and he was overjoyed.

But others can open up six zhang at a time!

The number six zhang is indeed quite distant for him now.

How much would this cost True Buddha? Origin?

Suddenly, he remembered the towering bodhi tree he had seen in the Mind Sea, which had experienced life and death in an instant, and told Old Mu about it.

Old Mu could no longer suppress his emotions and immediately broke down, his expression changing drastically.

“On your first deep dive, you entered the Abyss and saw that towering Bodhi tree. How did you find it?”

“To be precise…” Ji Jingqiu recalled the feeling at the time, “It found me and led me to it.”

This statement seems to provide stronger evidence for a recent speculation about Old Mu’s head.

This transformed what was once an absurd and ridiculous conjecture into… the truth.

Just as Old Mu’s emotions were fluctuating like the ebb and flow of the tide, Ji Jingqiu thought of the round tiger cub in her own home.

He had accumulated too many questions lately, and they happened to involve the 【 Fire Dwelling Buddhist Hell Contemplation Diagram 】, which he couldn’t conveniently share with others.

Now that we’ve finally caught up with the original owner of the visualization diagram, we naturally want to get to the bottom of this.

“ Old Mu, I ’ve tried other visualizations during this time and found that they seem to overlap with Fire Dwelling Buddhist Prison. Is there a problem with this?”

After hearing his description, Old Mu’s expression was about to break down. He cursed inwardly, “Where did he get the information? “

Over the years, Mu Family has accumulated three legacies that have reached the Supreme Grandmaster level, but they have yet to produce a second Martial Artist who has cultivated Fire Dwelling Buddhist Prison to the point of creating their own Pure Land!

The descendants are unfilial…

Finally, he forced himself to remain calm, Dao:

“That’s normal. Visualization diagrams are created by hundreds or thousands of people. Even if they are generally similar, there will always be some subtle differences.”

Throughout history, there have been many who have turned the visualization of killing and stopping war into a means of cultivating health.

My family’s Visualization Method is incredibly profound, incorporating features from other visualization methods; it’s nothing special, just consider it a “miracle.”

Finally, he emphasized Dao:

“You must remember one thing! Whatever you achieve in your practice is not a problem, and you don’t need to ask others, because this visualization method contains infinite possibilities!”

“Even if something goes wrong, it’s someone else’s problem!”

“You must keep everything you just said to yourself. No matter who asks you in the future, you cannot tell them, not even me! I will not ask you a second time!”