Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Because their preliminary preparations were so thorough, they even privately simulated the movement path of the cultivation technique countless times.

Reminded by Su Yunqing, everyone stopped delaying and quickly immersed themselves in sensing the spiritual energy around them.

Su Yunqing looked at the children who quickly got into the zone with satisfaction. Not bad, not bad. Although it was a bit like cheating to have them time it right, it didn't matter. Special conditions deserve special treatment.

He couldn't expect a few people who had never been exposed to the cultivation system to successfully draw qi into their bodies simply by relying on the spirit-gathering array set up in this small courtyard by the brat, could he?

If he really did it that way, he wouldn't need to keep rushing around... I mean, visiting various sects to find suitable cultivation methods for them.

We could easily take our time and search for it for seven or eight years.

Each of them would have a beginner's manual, which could propel them to the position of the foremost cultivators before the spiritual energy of China in this world became abundant.

Different types of spiritual energy circulated around everyone. Perhaps because the entire courtyard was covered by the large tree that Su Li had transformed into, the spiritual energy in the entire courtyard was exceptionally active.

They seemed to have been infected by Su Li, exuding the same carefree and cheerful spirit as Su Li.

Whether spiritual energy is active or not has a significant impact on cultivation.

Excessively active spiritual energy can be quite violent and is extremely detrimental to the meridians of most cultivators. A slight mishap can cause irreversible damage to the meridians.

However, the cultivation speed in this type of spiritual energy is much faster than in the usual gentle spiritual energy. Some highly talented cultivators who want to advance quickly prefer to use this type of spiritual energy for cultivation.

On the other hand, spiritual energy that is too mild and has low activity is very beneficial to cultivators with poor health but good talent. Although the cultivation progress is slow, it is mild and stable.

Of course, both of these states of spiritual energy are rather extreme. In the cultivation world, most spiritual energy is in a normal, active state, and the level of activity directly affects the quality of the spiritual energy.

The sacred cultivation grounds of major sects are places where the spiritual energy is either more active or of a much higher concentration and quality than in ordinary environments. Cultivating in such places is naturally twice as effective, with both speed and stability.

The spiritual energy influenced by Zuli at this time is different from the spiritual energy environment mentioned above.

These spiritual energies seemed to have been imbued with characteristics of Su Li's attributes, becoming lively yet gentle, and treating all five of them with a friendly and approachable attitude.

There seems to be a close connection between these spiritual energies and them; this is the embodiment of energy from the world consciousness, a natural favoritism from the world consciousness towards these chosen ones.

Su Yunqing: Bah, favoritism my ass, this stepfather...

Wu Xie, Wang Pangzi, Hei Xiazi, and Xie Yuchen all began to learn and try to guide the spiritual energy of their respective attributes to the Baihui acupoint according to their respective cultivation methods.

Zhang Qiling also focused intently on reciting the basic mental techniques and patiently guided the spiritual energy.

"Zhang Qiling..."

A warm, gentle voice echoed deep within my mind.

"?"

Zhang Qiling recognized the voice as Yunqing's master's, but wondered why the other party would speak to him at this time.

However, he knew that the other party would not harm him, and his state was very stable. He tried to circulate his inner energy repeatedly while waiting for Master Yunqing to continue.

"listen……"

Su Yunqing didn't say anything, but that one word seemed to pull Zhang Qiling into a completely silent space.

He could feel that his body was still operating according to the mental technique, but his mind was in a completely silent space.

"listen……"

Su Yunqing's voice rang out again, this time very ethereal, as if it came from afar.

Along with this sound, another faint sound drifted over.

Seems to be……

singing……

A woman's singing voice...

Faintly visible, sometimes there, sometimes not...

He couldn't even hear the complete melody, but he suddenly felt incredibly at ease.

The singing seemed closer; he thought he heard... a woman's gentle chanting.

With the purest blessings for her child, no matter where her child goes, a mother's blessings will always accompany him.

The chanting in Tibetan, carrying a special prayer, seemed to transform into a pair of gentle hands, softly embracing him.

"My little official..."

He seemed to hear that soft call.

"My little official..."

"Young official...may you be happy..."

She said this.

"My minor official position is not made of stone..."

"My little official is not a stone..."

"My little official is the best child in the world..."

"You must take good care of yourself from now on, young official..."

"May you be happy and joyful forever..."

A tear fell unconsciously as Zhang Qiling listened blankly to the distant chanting and the whispers in her ear.

'May my son

Walking in the world

Without losing authenticity

Not blinded by material things

One life

Joy and happiness

No disasters or difficulties

Standing between heaven and earth

This is a mother's final blessing to her child, the purest form of love.

She doesn't need her children to be strong or outstanding; she only wants them to grow up happily, joyfully, and without hardship...

It was as if Zhang Qiling had returned to that snowy season. He crossed the snow-capped mountains and arrived at the Lama temple hidden in the snow.

He stayed there for a very long time...

They said he couldn't go to see her like that, because she wouldn't be able to feel his presence.

He had to learn to think, to miss, and to make her feel that her child had returned.

He wasn't some emotionless stone trained by the Zhang family; he was her most beloved child, her junior official, a junior official who would miss her and feel her love...

later……

She succeeded...

She taught him what longing and love were through those three days of silence...

Her junior official, in those three days, came back to life, filled with longing and love for her...

But later, it seems he lost her again...

"She has always been there. You haven't lost her. She has always lived in your heart and has always been by your side."

A gentle voice sounded in her ear. Zhang Qiling blinked in confusion, not daring to use even the slightest strength, and gently placed her hand on her heart.

"Has it always been... there?"

"Yes, she's always been there. Didn't you hear it? Her singing, her wishes..."

Zhang Qiling gently tugged at the corners of her mouth, forming a tender smile.

She didn't leave, she never did...

Baima remained by her official's side throughout...

(I cried buckets while listening to "Pema" and "Three Days of Silence" at the Rice Festival. I've been preparing for this for a long time, so here's this chapter. Go listen to them and cry together... Waaah, the Tibetan chanting is just too amazing. My Pema mother, my Da Zhang brother, waaah... It was seeing a row of Da Zhang brothers kneeling below the stage that made me laugh so hard I had snot bubbles coming out of my nose while crying...)