Chapter 15: Learning and Meditative Sitting"One stroke to the left, one stroke to the right—that's the character for 'person.'""Little one, repeat after me: 'person.'""'Person'?""That's right.""Daddy, what is a 'person'?""It's like you and me—we are people.""Then Daddy, why do I need to learn how to write?""Well, little one, don't you want to know how to write your own name? Writing is for communication and recording things. For example, you can write down your name or Daddy's name.""Daddy, I don't want to write. Can I go play kickball?""Little one, I know you really want to play. Kickball is so much fun, but right now is study time. Don't you want to know if there are games even more fun than kickball?""Really? Are there?""Yes, yes, they're in books. But to understand books, you need to learn first."…Finally, the time spent teaching the little one was over. Xiao Jinqi felt like his blood pressure had nearly skyrocketed. The little one couldn't be hit or scolded."Brother Heng, you teach him tomorrow. I'll watch from the side and learn how you do it."Yan Yuheng gently massaged his temples."Don't worry, leave it to me.""Is the little one asleep?""Yes, yes. Today he wrote, played kickball, and skipped stones on the water. He was tired early." A three-year-old child is at the peak of energy, and Xiao Jinqi had played with him the entire day before he finally settled down."Huh? Why are you setting up a Barrier?""What do you think, Xiao Bao?""No, I think that spot is a bit swollen." It was all because someone had been too rough yesterday."It's fine. I have some ointment here. Let me apply it for you.""You! Are you sure it's ointment?" Xiao Jinqi had been tricked too many times and had finally grown wiser, no longer easily believing someone's nonsense."Yes, yes, really. Trust me."Xiao Jinqi felt like crying but had no tears. Who would believe that the dignified and graceful person others saw was secretly such a pervert?It wasn't until the sky was fully bright that the two finally stopped."Xiao Bao, you sleep for a while. I'll take the little one to practice meditative sitting." Looking at the person who had tasted the sweetness and was now full of energy again, Xiao Jinqi really wanted to slap him. But he was too tired and fell asleep soon after.…"Do you want to fly on a sword like Daddy just did?""Yes!" Yan Xinglin was a little scared at first, but as the wind brushed against his tender cheeks, he felt a sense of exhilaration—even more fun than kickball."Good, then listen carefully. Morning is when Spiritual Qi is most abundant. Sit cross-legged like me." On the mountaintop, two figures, one large and one small, sat cross-legged on the ground, facing the rising sun."Immortal cultivation focuses on cultivating the heart, and meditative sitting is the first step on the immortal path.""Mm, very good. Straighten your back a little more—it's leaning slightly to the left. A bit straighter. Good, keep it like that!""Now, close your eyes. Clear your mind. Breathe in through your nose, then exhale. Calm your heart. Focus on sensing the fluctuations of Spiritual Power in the air.""Hold on."Yan Xinglin couldn't sit still and secretly opened his eyes to look at his father."Xing'er, hold on. Today, we'll practice for the time it takes an incense stick to burn."Yan Xinglin was curious. His father hadn't opened his eyes, so how did he know he was peeking?"Do you want to know how I could tell you were peeking?"Yan Xinglin nodded."When you cultivate to a certain level, you can extend your divine sense outward to perceive everything around you.""Of course, that's still a long way off for you. Today, let's focus on mastering the sitting posture."Yan Xinglin closed his eyes again.After an unknown length of time, he seemed to perceive Spiritual Power—a tiny golden dot. Just as he reached out to touch it, it vanished. Patiently, he continued to wait. One, two, three… there were golden, green, red, yellow, and blue dots, but golden ones were far more numerous. These little dots swirled around him, growing ever more abundant.
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