Chapter 145: The Supreme Lingbao Pure Brightness Dao Origin

Xu Mu had a compassionate nature; beyond the small love she held for her own family, there was also a great love in her heart for all the common people of the world.

Xu Jia sighed and said, "No wonder that Sha Huofo said forgiveness is the greatest Merit; he actually didn't blame them at all."

"If it is love, it must be that one constantly feels indebted. Parents' love for their children is especially like this. Perhaps the two of them had long wanted to die, but felt they owed this daughter and hadn't done enough for her. In the end, 'you don't worry about me, and I don't worry about you'—so that was the meaning behind it." Xu Jia said, "I had thought it was just the disillusionment and liberation of Sha Huofo."

"That's true. If one dies with resentment, one cannot be liberated. They clearly attained liberation."

After understanding this point, Xu Jia felt that human emotions were truly this complex, forbearing, restrained, and profound. Those masses of living beings, while appearing identical, were in fact each unique. Their sufferings were all different, and thus the "fruit" they brewed was also different.

"Don't think too much," Xu Mu said. "Dizang Wang Pusa said that until Hell is empty, he vows not to become a Buddha. Even he cannot become a Buddha to this day, which shows that while the great Hell of You Ming is easy to clear, the 'burning house' furnace of Hell in the human world is the hardest to save."

Xu Jia shook his head: "My cultivation realm is not that high. I only want to ensure those around me do not fall into misery. When poor, I cultivate my own character; when successful, I must even arrange for the dog at the village entrance."

"Then if you become an official, you will definitely be a great corrupt official," Xu Mu laughed. "Actually, your father thought the same way originally."

"Crows are black the world over; surely we aren't the only ones who think this way." After saying this, Xu Jia went to wash and bathe.

Over here, Xu Fu had just finished weighing the gold and setting it aside one by one; he felt like he was walking on air. There were two boxes of gold bars in Dizang An, each the size of a human head and stacked neatly. One box contained one hundred bars, each weighing two taels. Xu Jia had carried them all back—a full four hundred taels of gold.

This gold was real, tangible wealth that could be passed down through the family; previously, Xu Jia's grandfather had only left behind one hundred taels of gold.

This made the scholar, who hadn't even managed to pass the exam for the Recommended Man degree, feel somewhat unable to keep his composure.

"This rebellious son, where did he get so much gold?"

Seeing Xu Mu, he immediately walked over and whispered in her ear. Only then did Xu Mu know there was so much, but she still said, "Jidi is not someone who doesn't understand reason. Taking this money surely won't cause any trouble. Master, set your heart at ease. We were just saying that going to the provincial capital to study would inevitably cost more; now that we have this extra income, aren't we more relaxed?"

Xu Fu said, "Am I afraid of the money? I am afraid that he will think money comes easily and walk down a crooked path. There is no problem this time, but what about next time? We are anxious and uneasy receiving money this time, but next time, will we be at ease? And the time after that, will we be hoping for more opportunities to get rich like this?"

"If we don't ask clearly where this money came from, I truly feel uneasy in my heart."

Seeing him so insistent, Xu Mu said, "The child just told me that this is the Incense Fire money from Dizang An, as well as money from lending. Dizang An was wiped out; this was not something done by 'people'. Your son stepped in to resolve the matter and took this wealth, and no one else knows."

"Ah? They all died? Why haven't I heard any news?"

"You will hear the news soon; it can't be hidden," Xu Mu said. "Don't ask any more later. The child is different from before; he has his own ideas."

Ever since Xu Fu ate the Ink Pill and passed gas for three days, his pedantic air had been mostly purged, and he could be considered reasonable. Hearing that this was the case, he nodded: "Yes, he is an Immortal; who knows when he will return to the heavens."

He then returned to the study. Gui Linggao was still on the table acting as a Paperweight. The old man picked it up and said to it, "Turtle son, oh turtle son, you must never learn from your brother! I will raise you for a long, long time."

Gui Linggao struggled, feeling terrified. *I only wanted to listen to you read to increase my wisdom and learn principles; who wants to be your turtle son? If I were really of the same generation as Great Immortal Xu, wouldn't that be 'reversing the cosmic order'? I still want to live! * But he was just a turtle. After bathing, Xu Jia felt very refreshed; his nerves had been too tense in recent days.

Therefore, while soaking in the hot water, he entered a state of Jiamai—neither asleep nor awake, his spirit calm and his mind settled.

After a moment, his breathing became even, and the Vitality of the entire house gathered, nourishing his body.

In such a comfortable moment, his thoughts returned to the time he experienced the Demon Examination in his previous life, recalling that incoherent scripture. After his wisdom greatly increased, that incoherent scripture began to reorder itself in Xu Jia's mind.

"Essence does not wither, blood flows like a river, Qi is like a rolling pearl, the body is like a withered tree, intention is like a flying light. Calmly in the Clear Capital. The palace of the Clear Capital, the spirit is released and the intention is freed, emotions are settled and essence is unified. Unity is the Dao, one without attachment. No attachment and no bias, no rigidity and no haste. Only by slowing down can one reach it, in the great stillness of the empty room. This is the root of the Dao. The heart is settled and the spirit is wise, this is Pure Brightness. Pure Brightness in the Three Realms, outside there is Yujing. Yujing Shendu, wandering and feasting in the Three Pure Ones."

Xu Jia suddenly realized: "So it wasn't a fake scripture, it was a true one! The Dao of Pure Brightness is within it!"

The key points were all pointed out one by one. Essence, blood, Qi, body, intention, emotion, spirit, wisdom, and Dao—Xu Jia implicitly combined them with the internal refining techniques he had previously been taught at Qingcheng Mountain, and he immediately understood more of the keys to cultivation.

The next moment, Xu Jia rose from the bath, threw on a piece of clothing, and took up a brush and ink to record what he had just thought and felt.

Perhaps because he was too excited, Xu Jia would write the scripture from the Demon Examination one moment, draw a Talisman the next, and then write a line of poetry, making what he wrote look incoherent.

"The Supreme Lingbao Pure Brightness Dao Origin Verification Chapter"

After writing these words, Xu Jia felt as if he had let out a breath.

"Could it be that when the ancients wrote classics, it was also like this? No wonder later records are all Daoists claiming they were compiled by some Heavenly Venerable; perhaps they were just recording what they saw in the Dharma Realm?"

This scripture was not compiled by Xu Jia either, yet it was written down by his own hand.

"It seems my Dao affinity is not shallow; I have hope of attaining the Dao in this life," Xu Jia thought with joy. "That Huang Zhenren said he would give me a discount, but that won't work this time."

Xu Jia looked at the incoherent scripture again, and his heart automatically reordered it, but when he tried to write it down, his brain seemed out of control, and he wrote incoherent characters and Talismans.

Xu Jia had no choice but to give up.

Just then, he heard Xiao Hong exclaim, "Oh my!"

It turned out her clothes had slipped to her waist, revealing her fine figure.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder a senior once said when I was writing novels that if you have no inspiration, go to a bathhouse. It really can increase inspiration!"

Xu Jia thought: "When the Sanqing Mountain Daochang is built, I will set aside a special area for hot springs. Who knows, I might be able to write a few more great techniques!"

(End of chapter)