Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Chapter 1064 - 1060: Insights from Cultivation

Such a large-scale phenonon, everyone in the family naturally saw it.

Fortunately, they were all family and were not surprised by it.

Tang Tang, who was painting, also looked up, curiously watching the blooming flowers on the table.

Then she reached out to pick one, and it was just like the real thing.

In the living room, Xiao Ya stood up and curiously walked around.

Wherever she went, the grass and trees swayed, petals fell, everything was incredibly real, with no trace of falsity.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yue had just learned it, and her persistence wasn’t very long, so the phenonon quickly dissipated quietly, as if it had never appeared.

"Oh~"

Watching the flower in her hand disappear, Tang Tang’s little face was full of confusion, and she bent over, peering under the table to see if it had fallen to the ground.

Jiang Yingxue, sitting by the side, was amused by her antics and couldn’t help but gently pat her little butt.

"Eh?"

Tang Tang looked up at her, as if to ask why she was hit.

Seeing her cute appearance, Jiang Yingxue couldn’t resist pinching her little face.

Tang Tang quickly dodged to the side, looking at her warily.

Leaving aside the fun on the balcony, Shen Siyuan was curiously asking Xiao Yue.

"How did you do it?"

He had also read the words in the book before, but nothing happened.

Xiao Yue thought for a mont and said, "Sincerity."

Hearing this, Shen Siyuan pondered, wondering if it could really be so simple, and said to Xiao Yue, "Can I try it?"

Without hesitation, Xiao Yue handed the book back to Shen Siyuan.

Shen Siyuan flipped through it and saw a line: "The reeds are lush, white dew turns to frost; the autumn wind is fierce, and vegetation fall."

He recited it slowly and clearly.

Then—

Still no reaction at all.

Could my understanding of "sincerity" be wrong?

In Shen Siyuan’s mind, sincerity ant focusing with Spirit and understanding the aning while reciting.

So he flipped two more pages and saw the line: "A gentleman is gentle like jade, not carved but naturally beautiful."

And naturally, there was no reaction once again.

"Alright." Shen Siyuan completely gave up, realizing that these so-called True Words might not be suitable for him.

So he handed the book back to Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue took it, glanced at it, and recited: "A gentleman is gentle like jade, not carved but naturally beautiful."

Then, behind her appeared a vague scholar’s image, standing with hands behind his back, his garnts fluttering with an indistinct jade glow, exuding a unique deanor.

Well, Xiao Yue had found her own path.

"Study carefully these days."

Shen Siyuan thought for a mont and said, "I’ll find so Confucian classics for you to peruse; you can read them if you’re interested."

The Confucian classics are generally obscure and difficult to understand, and Xiao Yue, who had only reached middle school before her death, might not grasp them.

Moreover, although she liked reading, she preferred stories, essays, and history—books with narratives.

So Shen Siyuan instructed her in advance not to force it, lest the tedium makes her lose interest in reading.

Xiao Yue obediently nodded and went back to her room with the book.

Passing by Xiao Ya, Xiao Ya imdiately showed a pleasing smile.

After thinking for a mont, she tagged along like a small tail into the study.

After Xiao Yue left, Jiang Yingxue finally ca in from the balcony, a cookie in her hand, eating as she walked, with Tang Tang following behind her in the sa posture, obviously imitating her, which was amusing.

"Was that scene earlier made by Xiao Yue?" Jiang Yingxue was quite curious.

Shen Siyuan nodded.

Jiang Yingxue sighed, "In just a few months, she has accomplished so much in cultivation? I feel like being a ghost is better than being human."

She knew very well that Xiao Yue had not been with Shen Siyuan for long.

At her words, Shen Siyuan couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

"Mom, don’t think like that. Xiao Yue’s achievent is due to a stroke of luck..."

Shen Siyuan said while pointing at Tang Tang behind her.

"Everyone is different, and the sa goes for ghosts, so don’t envy others."

"Eh~"

Noticing Shen Siyuan pointing at her, Tang Tang imdiately grinned.

Jiang Yingxue certainly understood this logic, and she patted Tang Tang’s small head, smiling, "I was just expressing a feeling; don’t take it to heart."

She worried that her words might make Shen Siyuan misunderstand, thinking she blad him for teaching outsiders rather than their family.

Shen Siyuan smiled, "Mom, I know what you an. You don’t need to overthink it; just live well, and I’ll make arrangents for the future."

"Oh, now that you say that, I can rest easy." Jiang Yingxue was overjoyed to hear this.

Having seen all sorts of Divine Skills, who would willingly stay ordinary? Not just Jiang Yingxue, even Shen Siyuan’s parents might want to try cultivation, which is only natural and understandable to Shen Siyuan.

But in this End of Dharma, even teaching them would be futile and a waste of ti.

Unless Shen Siyuan used rit to forcibly enhance their cultivation level, but even his current rit couldn’t afford such consumption.

Even with so achievents, it ultimately wouldn’t reach the Great Tao, ending in emptiness and wasted rit.

The only reason he taught Ruan Hongzhuang and Taozi was that he used rit to help them initially enter the path of cultivation, and thereafter, they progressed through the Dual Cultivation Technique.

So, for others, the simplest way is to wait a hundred years, enter the Netherworld, and be appointed as ghost gods by him.

Jiang Yingxue chatted with Shen Siyuan for a while before going off to play with Tang Tang.

anwhile, spurred by Xiao Yue, Shen Siyuan felt a growing urgency toward cultivation.

He returned to his room and imrsed his consciousness into the Sea of Consciousness to sort through recent gains.

The Sea of Consciousness was no longer the chaos it once was.

Golden lights stretched across the vast sky, with the Power of rit scattered like fine rain, endlessly.

Amidst the golden light, six Golden Dragons soared and danced, their scales gleaming. With each movent, their bodies grew, with dragon roars faintly echoing, exuding majesty.

Beneath the Sea of Consciousness lay a vast ocean, its surface calm and mirror-like.

Above the ocean, an island lush with greenery floated, and at its center stood a towering tree ablaze with crimson Divine Fire, with faint lightning flickering along its trunk. Atop its canopy hung a radiant sun, God-like light illuminating every corner of the Sea of Consciousness.

The golden radiance and the sunlight mingled, casting the entire sea surface in dazzling golden light, no longer a trace of murkiness or darkness.

Those Demons spawned by Heart Demon thoughts were long frightened to soul dispersion by this majestic light, lurking in the deepest depths of the ocean out of sight.

The entire Sea of Consciousness now was a scene of clarity and harmony, full of vivid prosperity.