"Is this referring to Jiang Taigong fishing?" Min Ziqiong asked, hearing the poem Ying Chen recited.
"So you're not unable to defeat Han Shixi, but you're waiting for him to take the bait?"
Ying Chen smiled faintly, "Otherwise?"
Min Ziqiong pondered.
But then a flicker of worry appeared in her eyes.
Ying Chen wanted to catch the big fish behind Han Shixi, but Ying Chen seemed to have forgotten that someone of noble status and extraordinary power must be behind someone who could make a young master of a noble family like Han Shixi act as their pawn.
What if what he caught was a killer whale?
How would Ying Chen face it?
"Bring Nannan over! The grand array is complete, it's time to guide her in cultivation and heal her muteness."
Ying Chen's words instantly interrupted Min Ziqiong's wandering thoughts.
She had actually been waiting for this day for a long time, but felt too embarrassed to rush Ying Chen.
Now that she heard Ying Chen propose it, she dared not delay for a moment and immediately returned to her room to bring Nannan.
Soon, Nannan appeared before Ying Chen.
And Nannan seemed to know what Ying Chen was going to do with her, her little face brimming with joy.
She looked at Ying Chen expectantly.
Ying Chen rubbed Nannan's head and led her to a spot in the backyard.
"This cushion marks the nexus of the entire villa's grand array. It is also the place with the most abundant spiritual energy."
"Cultivating here will allow you to achieve twice the result with half the effort. In the past, this was a privilege only core inner disciples could enjoy; other disciples wouldn't even dare to dream of it."
"As for now, even elders of major sects might not be able to enjoy such treatment; only the sect leader could have it exclusively."
"After all, in this era of spiritual energy depletion, spiritual energy is the most precious thing."
After a sigh, Ying Chen gestured for Nannan to sit cross-legged on the cushion.
Nannan seemed to not need much guidance from Ying Chen, and naturally sat down.
Moreover, she sat in a posture similar to the Lingxi style.
The Lingxi style is a method of breathing and meditation that imitates the Xuan turtle.
Under normal circumstances, without instruction, an outsider would be impossible to master this sitting posture.
But Nannan, with her innate spirituality, figured out this sitting posture on her own.
Ying Chen couldn't help but marvel again at Nannan's exceptional talent. Not to mention in modern times, even in ancient times, she would be a sought-after talent by major sects.
"You can go now." Ying Chen glanced at Min Ziqiong and unceremoniously dismissed her.
Min Ziqiong was taken aback.
She actually wanted to stay and see what happened.
As a mother, she instinctively had deep worries about her child experiencing new things.
But she never expected Ying Chen to not even give her a chance to stay.
"The Dharma is not transmitted to more than one ear," Ying Chen said again.
This was giving Min Ziqiong plenty of face.
Otherwise, for anyone else, Ying Chen would not have offered an explanation and would have been sent flying with a single palm strike.
"Alright." Min Ziqiong cast a lingering glance at Nannan, reminded her to be obedient, and then left.
Only Ying Chen and Nannan remained in the courtyard.
Ying Chen sat cross-legged on a cushion next to Nannan, looked at her quietly, and said, "I will speak, you listen."
"If you don't understand something, keep it in mind for now and don't interrupt."
"The path of magic arts is generally interconnected. What you don't understand at the beginning, you might suddenly grasp later. So, don't be anxious."
Nannan nodded.
Her little face became extremely solemn.
Her demeanor was nothing like that of a four or five-year-old child, but rather like an adult.
One was an ancient monster who had lived for over two thousand years, and the other was an innocent child who had only been in the world for four years.
One dared to teach, and the other dared to learn.
Thus, their path of cultivation began.
"The first lesson I will teach you is Visualization."
"This is the foundation of cultivation."
"And among the many visualization methods, the most suitable for a young child like you is Fetal Breathing Visualization."
"This method imitates the breathing state of a fetus in the womb. When the technique is mastered, it is like returning to the mother's womb. All the pores of the body close, the mouth and nose do not open, yet the body can utilize its innate circulation, and fetal breathing continues."
"Fetal Breathing Visualization is not only suitable for young children like you who carry innate memories from their mother's body, but it is also a crucial method for reaching higher realms. Only by awakening innate fetal breathing can the Yang God within the body be nurtured, ultimately leading to opening the profound gate and spiritual connection."
Ying Chen explained slowly.
Nannan, of course, couldn't fully understand, but she knew how to pick out which knowledge was useful to her and which was not yet useful, absorbing it selectively.
For example, terms like "nurturing the Yang God and spiritual connection" which referred to future realms and were not very relevant to her current stage, were automatically ignored by Nannan.
"Listen carefully to the following content!"
"I will formally teach you the Fetal Breathing method!"
"Close your eyes and calm your mind. When your breath is completely exhaled, you can hold your breath. While holding your breath, fill your mind with a hundred and eight thousand thoughts. Let all the pores of your body connect with the void, and from the micro-pores to the fetal breath."
"When fetal breath arises, nasal breathing ceases."
"Hold for five hundred breaths to observe the inner landscape, hold for a thousand breaths to temper blood and marrow."
"Focus your intent on the Dantian, where a hidden dragon lies in the abyss. Stop when you see a golden light..."
Ying Chen explained and demonstrated.
These words, which were somewhat obscure even for adults, were surprisingly easy for Nannan to understand.
Most importantly, when she didn't understand something, she would refer to Ying Chen's gestures and movements to comprehend it herself.
As a result, the moment Ying Chen finished speaking, Nannan directly entered the fetal breathing state!
Such speed stunned Ying Chen for a long time!
It is known that a normal person would not be able to achieve fetal breathing without months of practice!
Even Xuanmen disciples would need at least ten days to enter the fetal breathing state.
Nannan, in her first attempt, immediately entered the state. Such talent was already surpassing the teacher and surpassing the master, catching up to Ying Chen!
"Could the Azure Sky With Moon imprint within her be helping her?"
"Otherwise, it's really hard to explain how such a genius could emerge in this era of collapsing Dao and Dharma!"
Ying Chen muttered to himself, full of confusion.
...
Meanwhile, in a temple on the outskirts of Jianghai.
Han Shixi entered in a disheveled state.
Disregarding any master-disciple etiquette or temple rules, he barged directly into his master's meditation room.
At that moment, Ti Zhenyi was holding a woman, practicing the Art of Bliss.
Seeing Han Shixi suddenly burst in, Ti Zhenyi shuddered.
He almost suffered lasting trauma!
Ti Zhenyi glared angrily at Han Shixi and squeezed a word from the depths of his throat: "Scram!"
Before Han Shixi could even speak, a force suddenly materialized and sent Han Shixi flying!
This scene faintly hinted at the power of "words becoming reality"!
Min Ziqiong's worries were not unfounded; the killer whale Ying Chen was fishing for this time might indeed be a killer whale!
Ti Zhenyi's cultivation was far deeper than imagined!