Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

"In the end, this brat will probably snap at you and say, 'You're not my father, so why should you tell me what to do?'"

Jingming spoke again.

"It's alright. If he meets the criteria for accepting disciples of my Sanyi Sect, we'll take him in and train him properly."

“It’s not suitable. I’ll send him down the mountain again.”

Hearing Jingming rattle off a long string of "again and again and again," Zuo Ruotong's lips couldn't help but curl up.

He did not recommend sending him to another suitable sect.

If Li Muxuan is truly this kind of person, if he can't straighten him out, then probably no other sect can either.

That might create a hidden danger for other sects.

"Alright then, you're the master. If you really want to take him in, what can I, as his disciple, say?"

Upon hearing this, Jingming waved his hand helplessly.

As a grandmaster and a leading figure in the righteous path, Zuo Ruotong naturally has his own mature views.

He said all this simply to reveal Li Muxuan's personality to Zuo Ruotong in advance.

Li Muxuan is talented, but his personality is truly awful.

"Ah."

Zuo Ruotong nodded slightly, and before she knew it, she had returned to the Zhao residence.

Today, Zuo Ruotong and Shui Yun stayed at the Zhao residence.

After dinner, he called Shuiyun and Jingming over and pointed out their misunderstandings about scriptures or spiritual practice.

Li Muxuan also insisted on coming over, sitting awkwardly to the side, scratching his head and cheeks.

He doesn't understand the scriptures or anything like that.

He knew even less about cultivation practices.

However, he was happy to be able to sit with Zuo Ruotong.

Then, half an hour later, he started scratching his head and twisting around in his seat as if he had sores on his buttocks.

"Get out if you keep doing that!"

Jingming rolled his eyes at Li Muxuan beside him and spoke directly.

You were the one shouting that you wanted to come, and now you're the one with the suffering look on your face.

If it hadn't been agreed beforehand that this was meant to be a way to hone your skills, he would have kicked Li Muxuan out long ago.

"No, I just have a thorn stuck in my butt."

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Li Muxuan muttered something under his breath, then reached under his buttocks with his right hand and actually pulled out a splinter.

"Either sit still, or get out of here."

Jingming glanced at the wood shavings that Li Muxuan had picked out from somewhere in his hand, said one more thing, and then fell silent.

"This is a meditation technique used in cultivation, something that everyone, regardless of their school, must learn."

After Jingming finished speaking, Zuo Ruotong, who was sitting opposite the three of them, spoke up.

"If you can't even calm yourself down, let alone my Sanyi Sect, no matter which sect you go to, your cultivation achievements will be limited."

Then Zuo Ruotong's gaze fell on Jingming.

"Jingming, tell me about the effects of meditation."

"Master, practicing stillness requires tranquility and non-action, focusing the mind and guarding the inner self. This is because stillness cultivates true energy."

"It allows for breath regulation, circulation of qi and blood to nourish the five internal organs, and self-reflection in stillness."

"These functions, especially the last one, are very necessary for some people."

After speaking, Jingming glanced at Li Muxuan beside him.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 82 Strategist, you should go out for a walk!

"I'm not, I didn't!"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, Li Muxuan immediately began to argue his way out.

However, his sullen and dejected appearance betrayed Li Muxuan's true feelings at that moment.

But he was stubborn and refused to admit it.

"Before you came, did your master teach you the breathing method for meditation?"

"Didn't you practice?"

Jingming squinted at Li Muxuan.

"What, are you saying you look down on the Sanyi Sect?"

"I...I'm not."

Seeing Jingming's aggressive demeanor, six-year-old Li Muxuan became anxious, and tears began to well up in his eyes.

"Once you embark on spiritual practice, you are no longer a child."

"You can't solve problems with children's methods."

Looking at Li Muxuan, whose eyes were brimming with tears, Jingming slowly said something.

A moment of hesitation flashed across Li Muxuan's face.

Tsk, this kid's got guts, still putting on an act.

Fortunately, the matter of cultivation touched upon a blind spot in Li Muxuan's knowledge.

"Dog Egg, do you know what's most important in cultivation?"

Jingming turned to look at Li Muxuan and said slowly.

"What is it?"

Li Muxuan, guided by his intuition, asked in a choked voice.

He was genuinely choked up, but it was because he was afraid he wouldn't be able to join the Trinity School.

"sincerity."

"If you can't be sincere, then you'll become a shackle in the practice of stillness."

Do you remember asking me what those people at the door were?

"They just can't be honest; they never know what they truly want deep down."

"Then they were lost, like headless flies, not knowing what to do."

"To release the negative emotions they had accumulated, they began to kill and set fires, commit all sorts of evil deeds, and trample on everything they could see."

“Li Muxuan, if you can’t do this, I advise you not to cultivate.”

"Otherwise, even if you practice martial arts, you won't know where to punch."

After saying this, Jingming turned away and said no more.

Li Muxuan suddenly fell silent.

Huh? Am I really as bad as Zhao Dezhu makes me out to be?

On the other side, compared to Zuo Ruotong's calm expression, Shuiyun's expression looked quite strange.

What did he see?

A six-year-old kid is teaching another six-year-old kid how to be a person.

However, the little kid being taught was reflecting on his actions with a pained expression.

What a hell!

His master even nodded and smiled?

What is this doing?

"I know I was wrong."

After a long while, Li Muxuan bowed down with a conflicted expression and apologized.

"It's okay to lie to others, just don't lie to yourself."

Jingming twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at Li Muxuan, and then closed his eyes and sat there.

As the saying goes, "It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature." Could Li Muxuan really admit his mistake just because of a few words?

However, as a close friend who grew up together, this is all I can do to help.

Next, he will be trained by the renowned teacher Zuo Ruotong.

If even Zuo Ruotong can't discipline him, then this child is probably beyond saving.

"I will not."