Becoming a god starts from planting a Bodhi tree.

Chapter 2: No Disaster

Ji Jingqiu trotted back home along the same path he came from.

After returning home, he went to the kitchen first and drank the medicine he had prepared in advance.

It was so bitter that he forced himself to look like an old man on the subway.

He has to thank his parents in this life first for the fact that he can live until now despite suffering from the poisonous disease.

If they had chosen euthanasia at the beginning, Ji Jingqiu, who couldn't even speak, would have died immediately.

In this life, both of Ji Jingqiu's parents are scholars. Since Ji Jingqiu was born, they have been dedicated to studying the pathogenesis and cure of the evil poison disease.

Five years ago, his parents suddenly left and disappeared, leaving him to live with his grandfather.

A prescription was also left behind.

The prescription cannot reduce the pain during the onset of the disease, but long-term use can control the time of the onset of the disease, reducing the irregular onset and controlling it to a specific time.

He took medicine for five years and controlled the onset of the disease to between 6 and 8 in the morning, and only then did he return to a normal life.

Before this, the occasional attacks of the disease made it impossible for him to live a normal life. He had to be careful even when going out, let alone going to school.

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

At this time, my grandfather hasn't gotten up yet.

He did not tell his grandfather that he was going to the lower level to do "drug clinical trials" because he did not want to make the old man worry about him.

The reason is nothing more than lack of money.

Whether in the past life or this life, if you have money you can travel all over the world, but if you don’t have money you can’t take a single step.

His parents had passed away five years ago, and the family still had some savings, but it was not enough to support him to realize his dream.

Ji Jingqiu put the visualization map aside, opened the smart terminal and started searching.

The technological level of this world is superior to that of the previous life, and it has entered the era of interstellar colonization.

Many things that were impossible to accomplish in your previous life no matter how rich or powerful you were, can be accomplished in this era just by spending a little money.

For example, close encounters with black holes, watching neutron star collisions...

Ji Jingqiu had seen related videos.

The beautiful pink cloud produced by the collision of two neutron stars is like a gorgeous firework display in the universe.

And these "fireworks" thrown in all directions are almost all the most precious gold and platinum from the previous life.

Someone in the video's comments section commented that they were bathed in a golden shower.

This is a scene that you would never see in your previous life, no matter how much money you had or what your status was.

Ji Jingqiu wanted to go and have a look, but the corresponding sightseeing service required waiting, which was hard to come by, and the price was not low.

But people have to do something meaningful in their lifetime.

Only in this way will our life in this world not be in vain and we won’t have to endure so much suffering.

Ji Jingqiu searched for the nearest neutron star collision tour, and it was expected to be scheduled until next year, with a basic registration fee of 200 million...

Ji Jingqiu's breathing gradually became rapid.

The time in the upper right corner shows 6:03.

The brain nerves began to feel a burning pain like a branding iron.

It was as if a crack had appeared deep in my mind, and pain was overflowing from the crack, as if magma was gushing out, and all the nerves in my body were burning at this moment.

In an instant, beads of sweat the size of beans covered his forehead.

The medicines left by parents can shorten and control the duration of illness, but they are not without cost.

The price is that the pain accumulates and intensifies again and again.

Today, it has already exceeded the level 7 pain level.

The pain is so severe that it exceeds the limit of human endurance. It is hard to describe what kind of pain it is.

Ji Jingqiu had never thought of describing it.

He tossed and turned between fainting and waking up, burying himself deep in the quilt.

After a moment, a suppressed and hysterical roar like that of a wild beast was heard in the room.

After surviving the first wave, Ji Jingqiu took advantage of the brief break and reached out with trembling hands to open the visualization diagram he got from Zimu Lao.

[If you don't want to die, practice martial arts. ]

The visualization diagram opens.

All I see is still red.

However, a line of words that had not been seen before slowly emerged:
[There is no peace in the three realms; the world is like a burning house]

[My heart is like a prison, it can burn the heaven and earth]

Ji Jingqiu's eyes were hazy. Due to the intense pain, everything in front of him was already blurred. He couldn't even be sure whether the line of handwriting appeared on the scroll or emerged in the void.

At that instant, his whole body suddenly tensed up!
At this moment came the second wave of pain.

The hoarseness in the throat could no longer be suppressed.

He tried to imprint the visualization into his mind, trying to distract himself.

The picture in my mind is also red!
Fire rained from the sky, the earth was burning, and all living things in the world were sinking into a sea of ​​suffering, unable to extricate themselves.

The sea of ​​suffering is endless. No matter how you struggle, you will be pressed down by waves and unable to escape!
That is the suffering of birth, old age, sickness and death, meeting with those we hate, separation from those we love, failure to obtain what we desire, and the burning flames of the five aggregates - the eight sufferings of life!
At this moment, it seemed as if someone was coming from the other side, holding a green lantern to guide the world.

He lowered his head and asked himself:

There are eight sufferings in life. What should we do?

Fight to cross! Fight to cross! Only fight to cross!

The world is like a sea of ​​suffering, swim across it!
Like a wake-up call——

His mood was particularly peaceful at a certain moment.

All the chaotic emotions of love, hate, resentment and disgust are kept away.

As if his soul had left his body, Ji Jingqiu was standing from a third-party perspective at this moment, watching himself convulsing and twitching during the illness, and he felt that his body was no longer restrained.

It seems like the sky is high and the earth is vast, and you can go anywhere.

But this feeling is only fleeting.

He woke up from that transcendent state, and was swept back into the deep sea of ​​pain by the waves.

Ji Jingqiu tried his best to stay clear-headed, feeling unprecedented joy in his heart.

Short lived…but effective!
It really works!!
This is a discovery that has never been made before!
The Federation currently has no drugs that can suppress or reduce the pain caused by the onset of toxic syndrome.

But this visualization method seems to work!

Grandpa Mu was not pointing him in the wrong direction. Martial arts can really save him from dire straits!

He opened his eyes wide and stared at the visualization picture, trying to enter the situation just now again to relieve the endless suffering.

It's like a person falling into the deep sea and seeing a ray of sunlight shining into the dark seabed.

It’s neither too much nor too little, you must catch it at all costs.

In the endless pain and torture, he finally found an opportunity and entered the previous mysterious experience again. At that moment, it was as if his spirit was soaring to the eight poles and his mind was wandering thousands of miles away.

Dang Ji Jingqiu opened his eyes again.

There is a strange world before my eyes.

He sat cross-legged with a small tree taking root in front of him. The tree trunk seemed both illusory and real, swaying gently, filled with warm green light, and supporting three feet of tranquility.

Three feet away is the scene of purgatory.

Ji Jingqiu looked around and saw the sky tilting towards the northwest, the earth sinking to the southeast, burning blood pouring down from the sky, flames engulfing the earth, and a raging fire baking the three feet of pure land where he was.

He was confused, not knowing where he was or whether the scene before him was real or fake.

Suddenly, the small tree in front of me emitted a clear glass light, which contained the meaning of great purity, great wisdom, great light, great freedom and great bliss. It had a long-lasting Zen flavor, pointing directly to the soul and illuminating all darkness.

Ji Jingqiu seemed to have an epiphany flowing through his heart like a spring.

It turns out that this is the depths of his soul.

It is also the "inner world" that he visualized.

I don't know whether I should thank the "Tao power" accumulated over the past sixteen years, as he is surprisingly in tune with this method of visualization.

In a short period of time, he was able to create a three-foot pure land by himself through the divine power contained in the visualization image.

The bright and extraordinary little tree in front of him is the embryonic form of a martial arts power that he was born with after he created the Pure Land.

This is called the Bodhi tree, which possesses the supreme light of wisdom and the great wisdom that illuminates all darkness.

It is also the foundation that supports this pure land.

Within three feet, there is a pure land, the other side of the heart.

Three feet away, there was blood and fire all over the sky, and the whole world was in suffering.

Since then.

My heart is on the other side,
No calamity will befall you.

……

The clock in the room read 7:49.

Ji Jingqiu gradually woke up.

The pain that had rooted throughout my body has dissipated.

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

The cold water rushed down through his body, making him shiver.

During the one hour and forty-six minutes of torture, he "hid" for at least half an hour by visualizing the Buddha's Hell in the Fire House!

And this was only his first practice.

Ji Jingqiu finally saw hope of ending his suffering.

After wiping his body, Ji Jingqiu walked out of the room and found breakfast already on the table.

Grandfather went out to play mahjong again.

Ji Jingqiu finished his breakfast in a few bites and went back to the house to start his online class.

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

It was not until twelve o'clock in the afternoon that Ji Jingqiu finished his morning studies.

He packed up briefly and went out, coming to the snack street next to the community.

He doesn't eat much in the morning, usually saving his stomach for lunch.

The clouds in the sky are light and high. Whenever the spring breeze blows across the road, the light and shadows cut by the leaves sway on the ground like water plants in a pond.

The snack street under Ji Jingqiu's feet has quite a history, and some of the shop signs still have ivy hanging on them.

There is a loud speaker hanging in front of the rice noodle shop, constantly advertising the boss's latest dishes; the owner of the shop named Lao Wang Fried Rice Noodles is an old man lying in the doorway with his eyes squinting in the sun, with a broken radio next to him, the volume turned up very loud...

"Ah Qiu is here? Is it the same old three things today?"

"The Dorayaki will be out of the oven soon, Qiu, please wait a little longer!"

"Come here, Qiu. I've improved the recipe according to your suggestion and named it 'Hot and Sour Noodles'!"

"Ah Qiu, with all due respect, the sweet chicken rack you mentioned will never appear in my store in this lifetime!"

……

As soon as he entered the snack street, Ji Jingqiu's Adam's apple moved and he felt a little hungry.

He is a frequent visitor to the snack street.

Many shop owners grew up watching him.

Aunt Qiu followed his suggestion and made the hot and sour noodles from her previous life. The bright red chili oil, the slightly sour taste of vinegar mixed with the spicy flavor of ginger and garlic instantly ignited Ji Jingqiu's taste buds.

He was eating so hard that sweat was coming out of his forehead.

On the other side, the potato slices and chicken racks were out of the pot.

The potato chips were fried golden brown and evenly coated with sweet sauce. Inside the crispy shell was a thin layer of mashed potatoes, giving it a double taste. Ji Jingqiu ate three skewers in a row.

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

The fried chicken rack just out of the pan was sizzling with oil, the edges were slightly burnt, and the whole thing was an attractive golden red color. The aroma of chili powder and cumin wafted into the air. Ji Jingqiu took a big bite of the arrow-shaped crispy bone in the middle of the chicken rack.

Crispy but not burnt, delicious.

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

Uncle Ye’s Dorayaki is freshly baked. Today’s red bean paste filling is too sweet, but it’s still delicious.

The mung bean soup at Zhang's was very sandy but too cold; the grapefruit peels in the honey grapefruit tea were not completely removed, and some bitter and sour taste remained...

But these seemingly shortcomings are actually his favorites.

He also liked the white porcelain bowl and spoon used to crush ice at Sister Zhang's house.

The cold bowl was pressed against my forehead, as if it penetrated deep into my nerves and extinguished the burning pain during the onset of the illness.

Ji Jingqiu ate heartily all the way from one end of the long street to the other, until his belly was so round that he could not eat any more.

He slowly sat down on a bench and squinted his eyes comfortably.

The leaves overhead blocked most of the sunlight, and the bench was submerged in the shadows of the trees.

He had a hard time persevering over the years, and his mind was often distracted, and he had thoughts that it would be better to die. Therefore, he had always lived a cautious life, paying special attention to enjoying the little beauties in life in order to fill his exhausted soul.

After all, the only things in life that should not be missed are delicious food and the scenery along the way.

He decided.

Practice martial arts! He wants to practice martial arts!
He still has a lot of scenery to see.

There are many delicious foods to try.

Most importantly, life should be infinitely beautiful.

He doesn't want to die.

(End of this chapter)