Becoming a God Starts From Planting a Bodhi Tree

Chapter 81 I’ve been waiting for a chance to free you

afternoon.

Ji Wumian returned home carrying a bag of dough and chopped meat, saying he would make dumplings for dinner tonight.

Ji Jingqiu didn't say anything. Since the old man had already decided, he would no longer stop him.

The grandfather and grandson worked together to make thirty pieces. After cooking, the old man only filled ten of them, and told Ji Jingqiu to eat more of the rest.

Wait until the meal is finished.

Grandfather patted the simple luggage he had packed and tied an armband on his shoulder with the words "Little Red Flower Tour Group" written on it.

"Let's go, see me off. I'll tell you something on the way."

Ji Jingqiu nodded and helped the old man carry his luggage.

I don't know what's inside, but considering Ji Jingqiu's current body, it feels quite heavy.

He opened it directly and took a look.

We are all a family, no need to be polite.

It turned out that it was actually a suitcase within a suitcase.

"Where are the matryoshka dolls?"

The old man glanced at Ji Jingqiu, who had been very curious since he was a child, and did not stop him.

Being curious is a good thing.

Like the desire to survive, it drives Ji Jingqiu to keep moving forward.

After walking out of the house, the two of them walked side by side towards the place given by the old man.

The evening breeze is rustling, dusk is fading, and the setting sun is low.

Sunset has always been a solemn event, which means that half of the planet will fall asleep.

"Speaking of which, why am I sending you off?" Ji Jingqiu suddenly asked, "Shouldn't you be the one watching me leave to the vast and prosperous heartland?"

The old man touched his beard: "That's so sad."

"Are you really going on a trip this time?"

"Of course... let's settle some old matters by the way."

"Will you die?"

"Some people really want me dead, but I'm not ready to surrender. No one knows who will lose until the end."

When he said these words, the old man's expression was as calm as ever. Even though he knew there was a trap ahead, he was not afraid and just walked straight on the road as always.

It seems that time has only changed his age, but not his courage.

Then the old man told him a story.

The protagonist in the story is proud and frivolous and never bows his head. He offends many people along the way and makes many interesting friends, but in the end he never reaches the point where he says no to everything he doesn’t want to do and fully bears the cost. .

So, the protagonist of the story loses everything.

Now those people are not willing to let him go, and they are betting on the lives of his few friends to have another fight with him.

He could have stayed away, but that wouldn't be him.

"Where is the final destination?" Ji Jingqiu thought for a moment and decided to ask.

This is a very clichéd story, but since the protagonist is his grandfather, he at least has to know where to find his grandfather one day.

"Heavenly Road, it is the place where the soul ocean meets the real world, and it is also a paradise for the strong." Ji Wumian said softly, "When one day you break through the shackles, you can go there and try your luck."

"I will go." Ji Jingqiu answered neatly.

"Jingqiu."

The old man suddenly said.

"Um?"

"Do you still remember those years when I was always standing by when you were sick?"

"Remember."

Ji Jingqiu was born with this knowledge, and he still remembered the scene when he was sick when he was a child, his parents were at a loss what to do, and his grandfather stood aside in silence.

But later, as his parents passed away, his grandfather gradually stopped staying by his side.

"Actually, during those years, I have been waiting for an opportunity to free you."

The evening breeze from afar blew their clothes and hair.

The old man said these shocking words in a very peaceful voice.

Ji Jingqiu's footsteps stopped at an intersection.

Just like countless crossroads in life in the past.

The sky gradually darkened, leaving only a dusk sky with scattered clouds and scattered catkins.

He turned back in the evening wind and looked at his grandfather.

Grandfather also looked at him, his deep-set eyes were as calm as the abyss, with no waves or scenes in the depths of the water.

he told him.

In fact, he has never liked his son who is stubborn and almost stupid.

But he had to admit that his son had given him an interesting grandson.

Seeing Ji Jingqiu when she was sick countless times, he was thinking, why doesn't this child give up?

As long as this child has even the slightest thought of giving up, I will not hesitate to send him to relief.

The world is a sea of ​​suffering, and people are ups and downs.

Sometimes life may not be a good thing.

But that child just wouldn't bow his head, and his stubborn temper seemed to come from him, and seemed to be against him.

Step by step, I have lived until today.

Want to live better.

"Emotions... I have been going through murders all those years?" Ji Jingqiu said dumbly as he recalled the scenes in the past.

The old man suddenly felt guilty.

I feel guilty that I can kill people, but I can't save them.

Ji Jingqiu stood in the dusk, feeling a little dazed.

His grandfather's description reminded him of a scene in the past, a scene not long after he was born. His parents knelt and sat in front of his bed for a long time, not knowing how to make a choice amidst his crying...

Sometimes, disease afflicts not only the patient, but also all those who love him.

Ji Jingqiu said seriously: "I will continue to live and live better."

Ji Wumian raised his hand silently and pointed a finger at the center of Ji Jingqiu's eyebrows.

Instantly.

An inconspicuous spiritual seed took root in Ji Jingqiu's heart.

Just like Master Luo's spiritual teaching back then, it was even deeper and more obscure, with no leakage at all.

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Ji Wumian sighed:

"Actually, I also have some skills in boxing, but I can't teach you. Once you learn it, even if it's just a divine form, like when I was young, it will be easily recognized by others. Then you will run into a lot of trouble, and you won't even be able to stand in front of me. The Federation stands.”

"It's good that you can find the martial arts inheritance on your own. All the men of our Ji family are like this. We rely on ourselves and friends when we go out."

"This seed of divine will... wait until you enter the state of mind and have the power to protect yourself, then touch it."

Then there was a burst of chattering.

Just like what he said before, it was too sad.

Finally, Ji Wumian said that young people should be proud, but no matter what he learns in the future, he must remember that the highest state of martial arts is when there is no one in front of him and no gods.

He's far from there yet.

But he hoped Ji Jingqiu could do it.

No matter how long the road is, it will eventually come to an end.

Ji Wumian took his luggage and without looking back, waved his hand and walked towards Zhuang Fusheng not far away.

Ji Jingqiu watched her grandfather wave goodbye to her.

Just like the dandelions and grass clippings on the roadside spread by the wind, swaying in the air, drifting away in the glow.

After a long time, my grandfather was no longer in sight.

Ji Jingqiu let out a long sigh.

Grandfather is right, this kind of separation is too sad, doesn't it mean?

He didn't ask about his grandfather's past, because everyone has their own secrets.

As long as you continue to move forward on the path under your feet, sooner or later you will hear your grandfather's name from others.

They will meet again.

After all, the bad old man said—

When he was young, anyone who saw him would raise his eyebrows.

Ji Jingqiu turned around and walked in the direction he came from, his steps brisk.

There was one less person in this city for him to stop.

He wants to sprint to the fifth limit with all his strength and head to the center.

That night.

Ji Jingqiu returns to the interior world.

Fat Tiger didn’t know where he went.

This guy has been going out a lot in recent days, and I don’t know where he went.

And every time you go out, the progress of [Eternal Sword] will increase significantly after you come back.

According to common sense, the fifth limit is the most difficult to break, and the difficulty coefficient is comparable to the sum of the first four limits.

But with Fat Tiger's diligence, the fifth limit is not far away.

When Fat Tiger returned, Ji Jingqiu stroked the fifth Eternal Sword, and her thoughts turned out to be true.

The progress has increased again!

The fifth limit breaking is just around the corner!

Ji Jingqiu's eyes swept over the first four knives one by one.

【Follow this arduous journey to reach the morning star】

[In today’s training, senior brother bullied me with his physical skills, I took note of it]

[The three limits have been broken, so tonight is the time to make hot and sour noodles]

[Congratulations to Comrade Fat Hu for winning the title of advanced individual in this knife sharpening competition]

Ji Jingqiu laughed dumbly, having the illusion of looking back at the previous space and talking about it.

Well, it’s not that shameful!

Looking at the fifth eternal sword in his hand, Ji Jingqiu decided to write a message directly expressing his martial arts aspirations.

He sat there quietly for a long time, recalling the history he had read in the past years.

at last.

He carved eight words:

【Every situation in the world is due to my generation】

…

Three days later, Ji Jingqiu used the Eternal Sword to cut through the last barrier between heaven and man.

At this point, all five limitations are broken, the precious body is smelted, and the vision of mountains and rivers rises in the body, forming the strongest foundation for body building.

But his door to heaven and humanity was not closed.

It seems there is still a smooth road ahead.

(End of chapter)