第1章 自古高才受天磨，能过关者攒道力

Since ancient times, talented people have been tested by nature. Those who can pass the test accumulate the power of Tao.

In this year, Ji Jingqiu was sixteen years old.

To survive, he meditated upon the Inferno of the Burning House and planted a sacred Bodhi tree, thus embarking on the path of martial cultivation.

Many years later—

A brilliant radiance suddenly rose, illuminating endless darkness.

A towering ancient tree stood verdant and majestic, its canopy vast like an umbrella. Glazed divine light soared into the heavens, supporting a sacred land of a divine kingdom, spanning across countless eons, illuminating the Three Realms and the Ten Directions.

On this day,

All those who practiced martial arts looked up,

like mayflies gazing upon the sky.

…

"Within me grows a Bodhi tree—personally planted when I first set foot on the martial path. Now, it stands vast and towering."

"I have witnessed all that exists in this world—there is none like me."

"That year, I pored over the annals of history. There were no years recorded in those texts, yet as I read them over and over, I saw eight words—

‘The storms of the world, all rise from our generation.’"

…

—Excerpt from The Martial Sun of This Era: The Autobiography of Ji Jingqiu.

这一年季惊秋十六岁。
为了活命，他观想火宅佛狱，栽下一株菩提宝树，踏上了习武之路。
多年以后。
光明陡升，照亮无尽幽暗。
一株巍峨古树青碧幽绿，亭亭如盖，琉璃清光破霄而起，撑起一方神国净土，横跨百千亿劫数，照亮三界十方。
这一日。
天下习武之人，仰头望之，恰如一粒蜉蝣见青天。
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“内有菩提树，我踏足武道时手植也，今已亭亭如盖矣。”
“世间所有我尽见，一切无有如我者。”
“那年我翻遍史书，这历史没有年代，我横看竖看，看出了八个字——天下风云，皆出我辈。”
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——节选自当世武道骄阳季惊秋自传。