Chapter 282: Bright Mirror, Still Water

Behind Yinshan.

Jiang Jian stood silently beneath the Bodhisattva’s seat, not answering immediately.

His mind recalled.

In the Sutra of the Ten Wheels of Ksitigarbha.

The supernatural power this Bodhisattva had once wielded.

He was most skilled in mental force, vow power, and methods of cultivating the soul.

“Bodhisattva, I wish to cultivate a soul-based supernatural power.”

After a brief pause, Jiang Jian spoke.

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva nodded and said, “Among all sentient beings, some cultivate the body, some cultivate the mind, some cultivate deeds, and some cultivate the spirit-soul.”

“I have a sutra dedicated solely to cultivating the soul.”

“If mastered, it grants eternal spiritual permanence, unshaken through countless kalpas.”

Upon hearing this.

Jiang Jian immediately realized it was the famed Sutra of Ksitigarbha’s Original Vows from the story world.

The supernatural powers recorded in this sutra indeed focused exclusively on the spirit-soul, and were profoundly deep.

Yet Jiang Jian knew better.

Cultivating this sutra required not only profound Buddhist attainments, but also years of painstaking, slow effort to achieve even minor progress.

Even the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had spent over a hundred yuanhui to fully master and transcend this sutra.

But in his own reality, he had no such time.

“Bodhisattva.”

Jiang Jian fell silent briefly, then bowed respectfully, “When I governed the Wheel-Turning Hall, I once cultivated the Sutra of Ksitigarbha’s Original Vows—I have some foundation.”

“Could you extract its supernatural powers for me to cultivate separately?”

“This way, I could focus entirely, achieving twice the result with half the effort.”

The foundational portion of this sutra was not a secret.

It was commonly circulated throughout the Ten Halls of Yinshan.

Jiang Jian’s idea was simple.

The Sutra of Ksitigarbha’s Original Vows was indeed profound.

But what he needed was merely the supernatural powers recorded within it.

“Wheel-Turning King, I perceive you excel in cultivating mental force.”

“This sutra may not suit you.”

The Bodhisattva spoke softly, as if seeing through Jiang Jian’s thoughts.

“I have another supernatural power.”

“I obtained it from the depths of the Canghai before I attained the Dao.”

“If mastered, this power.”

“Allows the spirit-soul to enter a mirror, shifting between illusion and reality.”

“No matter how many kalpas strike, it will not fall into reincarnation.”

As he finished speaking.

His dark Buddhist robe fluttered lightly.

An ancient scripture emerged from nothingness, transforming into a twisting beam of light that shot straight into Jiang Jian’s third eye.

At the same time.

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s form dissolved.

The Bodhisattva’s divine manifestation behind him likewise shattered into light.

Ten rings of karmic light spread outward, illuminating the Ten Halls of Yinshan as bright as daylight.

Jiang Jian was momentarily dazed.

When he regained his senses.

A new supernatural power had appeared within his spirit-soul!

Above the scroll.

A line of ancient Yinshan script glowed faintly.

“Bright Mirror, Still Water.”

Jiang Jian gazed at these four characters, his spirit-soul trembling slightly.

Bright Mirror, Still Water.

He whispered the name again.

Deep within his mind, he already had a preliminary understanding of this power.

If cultivated to its deepest level,

This power allows the spirit-soul to mirror reflections, shifting between illusion and reality, immune to all harm!

If used as an offensive technique,

It can project the spirit-soul’s aura as illusory mirror images, directly annihilating the enemy’s spirit-soul!

He scanned “Bright Mirror, Still Water” once more.

Jiang Jian returned to himself, a faint joy stirring within.

This supernatural power would aid him immensely!

At that moment,

A Hell Judge stepped forward and bowed to Jiang Jian: “By the Bodhisattva’s decree, from today onward, you shall temporarily oversee the Ksitigarbha Hall as its Master!”

Below Yinshan,

Countless Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, all bowed their heads in reverence, their expressions filled with utmost respect!

Jiang Jian’s expression remained calm—he paid it no mind.

(End of Chapter)