Chapter 1129: Bonsai Enlightenment (Third Update!)
"Maha! Maha!"
In Qin Mu's dream, countless tiny versions of Qin Mu shook their heads, babbling in a language no one could understand. They had organized Ling Tianzun's manuscripts, each gaining their own insights, and then sat together arguing.
Not only did they argue, but they also fought, using the divine abilities of Ling Tianzun that they had each comprehended. A group of little ones shouted and yelled, brawling chaotically.
Many of the tiny Qin Mus had their own strengths, but none could fully execute Ling Tianzun's divine abilities; at most, they could only display fragments. Yet even so, Qin Mu's dream world was thrown into chaos, with one dream after another shattered.
When one dream broke, a new one would form, trapping them forever within Qin Mu's dreams.
Suddenly, one of the tiny Qin Mus waved his hand, and it seemed as if time had stopped. However, this was not the cessation of time, but the cessation of matter—all particles composing matter ceased their motion.
It seemed even Qin Mu's dream had frozen.
The many tiny Qin Mus stood motionless, unable to even move their eyes, including the one who had performed the matter-stasis divine ability.
"Failed."
A grand voice echoed, and Qin Mu woke from his dream. The dream collapsed, and the tiny Qin Mus dissipated like wisps of smoke.
Qin Mu stretched lazily, poured himself a cup of tea, and a flood of insights from his dream surged into his mind. Sipping the tea, he organized these realizations. Setting down the cup, he yawned and sank back into a deep sleep.
The dream reappeared, and countless tiny Qin Mus peeked out from within, then jumped out.
This time, the tiny Qin Mus in the dream carried the knowledge Qin Mu had organized, making their understanding of matter's immutability even more profound than in the previous dream.
The many tiny Qin Mus sat together, their faces serious, engaging in discussion.
"Maha!"
"Gooji!"
They debated heatedly, but this round of discourse led to differing opinions, splitting them into many factions.
No faction could convince the other, so they had no choice but to go to war. In the end, the Gooji faction defeated the Maha faction and the Jigoo-Jigoo faction, achieving a great victory. They bound the poor little ones and made them kneel in rows.
The leader of the Gooji faction, a tiny Qin Mu, raised his arm and shouted, and below him, followers gathered in droves. The many tiny Qin Mus of the Gooji faction joined forces to perform the matter-immutability divine ability.
Everything in the dream world froze, but the Gooji faction's tiny Qin Mus could still move. They beamed with joy and flaunted their success to the bound heretical tiny Qin Mus.
Suddenly, their divine ability seemed to undergo a strange change. Each tiny Qin Mu appeared to grow a bit younger.
The Gooji faction's tiny Qin Mus were puzzled, discussing where the problem lay, when they saw everyone growing younger and younger. Soon, they turned into a bunch of naked little babies, babbling with serious expressions.
The grand voice sounded again: "This time, it failed again."
Before the voice faded, the dream began to collapse. The naked little babies looked up and wailed loudly, and the dream dissipated like smoke.
The tea in the pot had lost its flavor. Qin Mu brewed another pot, sipping tea while organizing his insights and realizations.
He was the foremost master of creation divine abilities in the current world, but even he faced numerous twists and turns in comprehending Ling Tianzun's divine abilities. If he had followed a step-by-step approach, he would likely have made mistakes, just like the little figures in his dreams, dying hundreds or thousands of times.
Fortunately, he had obtained the Infinite Kalpa Sutra from the Great Brahma Heavenly King Buddha. By entering the Dao through dreams, he could deduce and simulate within his dreams, seeking the one correct path from countless deaths.
Once again, he fell asleep. In the dream, the tiny Qin Mus' knowledge and accumulation were deeper than in the previous dream.
However, this time, the divisions among the tiny Qin Mus in the dream were even more severe. Almost each one formed their own faction, with no one agreeing with anyone else.
They fought until the sky darkened and the earth dimmed. Clearly, the Qin Mu in the dream was more reckless and unrestrained. Since he couldn't convince the other, he simply destroyed them—a true demon lord's behavior.
And it was a whole nest of demon lords.
Qin Mu had no choice but to split the dreams into separate compartments, preventing them from gathering together. Yet these little ones communicated across the dreams, still insisting that the others were heretics who must be destroyed.
They even broke through the dream barriers to fight each other, leading to another chaotic brawl. Suddenly, one tiny Qin Mu performed the matter-immutability divine ability he had comprehended, and everyone visibly aged at a rapid pace.
Soon, a group of Qin Mus, less than a foot tall, with white hair and long beards dragging on the ground, hobbled together with canes, raising their staffs to knock each other on the heads.
Qin Mu woke again, dispelled the dream, organized his thoughts, and then persistently re-entered the dream.
Not long after, he woke again, having failed once more.
The Infinite Kalpa Sutra seemed to encounter an unsolvable problem. The difficulty of Ling Tianzun's matter-immutability divine ability was not just insane—it was practically unsolvable!
If Qin Mu had followed a step-by-step approach to comprehension, ten thousand years would have passed by now, and he would have died countless times!
And each death would have been different, bizarre and varied!
Qin Mu entered the dream again and again, seeking a glimmer of possibility from thousands of mistakes.
This time in the dream, one tiny Qin Mu suddenly performed a divine ability. A mysterious and profound Dao sound rang out, and mist began to emerge.
The other tiny Qin Mus were stunned, staring blankly at this scene.
The mist spread wider and wider, enveloping them all. After a long time, the mist dispersed, leaving only a pile of bones on the ground.
This time, it also failed.
Qin Mu dispelled the dream, but he was both surprised and delighted. He jumped up, pacing excitedly, unable to contain his elation.
Although this attempt had also failed, it showed him the dawn of victory.
He had already touched the path of the matter-immutability divine ability. Though he was only at the starting point of this road, continuing to explore would surely allow him to comprehend this divine ability!
He leaped out of the bonsai world and came outside. Stepping out of the room, he saw green mountains and clear waters, white clouds drifting lazily. Dragon Qilin was lying in the shade of a tree, and Yan'er was feeding him bayberries.
Qin Mu was startled. Before he entered the bonsai, the bayberries had just been in bloom, and it was still the spring season.
Now the bayberries were ripe—hadn't half a year passed?
He looked around and saw the mountains and fields covered in ripe wild fruits, untouched.
"I am not the smartest person in the world. Without the Infinite Kalpa Sutra, comprehending this step would have taken me a hundred thousand years."
Qin Mu took a few breaths of air, which carried the fragrance of fruit.
He didn't disturb Yan'er and Dragon Qilin. He returned to the room, entered the bonsai, and continued his contemplation.
Dragon Qilin turned his head, looked at the house, and said, "The Sect Leader has been inside for a year and a half and still hasn't come out. Is Ling Tianzun's divine ability really that difficult?"
Yan'er had now returned to her normal figure, with a graceful form. She fed him and laughed, "It's good for the young master to stay a bit longer. We can enjoy the mountains and rivers together."
Little Tu Bo trudged out of the forest, dragging a huge white rhinoceros behind him. The white rhinoceros was enormous, like a small mountain, and he had knocked it unconscious.
"Moo." Little Tu Bo said seriously.
Yan'er spat out a burst of fire, roasting the white rhinoceros. The little guy sat beside the roasted rhino and ate diligently.
Over the past year, he had learned to take care of himself.
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