Cultivation rules will not only directly affect the speed of cultivation, but will also play an important role in the future when reaching higher levels.
Although this role is not obvious, it may be indispensable.
"You don't need to have too much pressure. Even if you can't successfully get the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Scroll, I will teach you my own cultivation methods. Although it may not be as good as the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Scroll, it won't be too different."
In order to make Qin Huai relax, Liming also gave Qin Huai a reassurance.
The cultivation methods of the Holy Mirror Master are also very tempting.
Qin Huai bowed gratefully to Liming. Qin Huai also understood that Liming also had no idea whether he could successfully obtain the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Scroll.
"You don't have to be polite. You made a great contribution when Lancang was out of control. Without you, things would most likely develop in a more serious direction, so you deserve it." Liming said sincerely.
When Lancang lost control, although Qin Huai was not the root of the problem, in the final analysis it was Liming who took control of the situation.
But it was because of his efforts to turn the tide that Liming had the chance to stop Lancang.
Without going into too much detail, Liming stood beside Qin Huai. As soon as the handprint changed, an ordinary-looking scroll appeared in his hand.
The entire scroll is white, without too many decorations. It looks like an extremely ordinary low-level cultivation method.
And Qin Huai saw the true face of the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Scroll with his own eyes in the treasure house, and what Ming Ming held in his hands was the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Scroll whose owner had not yet been recognized!
His heart suddenly beat violently at this moment. Qin Huai stared closely at the scroll in Liming's hand, with a fiery look in his eyes.
Placing Qin Huai on the chair, Li Ming stopped talking and threw the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Scroll into the air. Then a strange light emitted from his palm, and suddenly the scroll stopped above Qin Huai's head.
Li Ming's mind moved, and the splendid mountains and rivers scroll in mid-air immediately unfolded, revealing the entire scene in the scroll. It was a scroll without words.
There are no cultivation methods recorded in it.
In this regard, Liming also said that the detailed cultivation methods recorded in the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Scroll will only appear after the owner is truly recognized. Otherwise, it will be just a blank to outsiders.
Even dawn is no exception to this.
With a slight movement of his fingers, the splendid mountain and river scroll in mid-air burst out with a strong light, which immediately enveloped Qin Huai. Qin Huai's eyes went white, and a different scene appeared in his eyes the next moment.
Qin Huai's consciousness felt as if he had traveled to a paradise, and scenes of scenery appeared in front of him.
Under the bright sunshine, the great rivers and mountains unfold slowly like a vivid picture. The distant mountains and peaks are like an endless green barrier between heaven and earth.
The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, like a mysterious veil in a fairyland, which makes people daydream endlessly.
The clear river meanders through the valley, like a silver ribbon, shining with crystal light. The green grass by the river is dotted with colorful flowers. The breeze blows and the flowers sway gently, exuding a faint fragrance.
The sky is as blue as a wash, and the white clouds float as lightly as cotton candy. Occasionally, a few birds fly across the sky, leaving a string of cheerful songs, adding to the natural vitality and vitality.
The mountains in the distance are undulating like sleeping giants. The mountains are full of green, with tall pines and cypresses, contrasting with the blue sky and white clouds. The small villages at the foot of the mountains are filled with the atmosphere of life, with smoke curling from cooking stoves and cocks crowing and dogs barking.
By the creek in the mountains, the water is crystal clear and the stones sparkle in the water. Occasionally, a few fallen leaves fall, drifting slowly with the water, like a small boat.
In this beautiful scenery, a breeze blows from time to time, bringing a bit of coolness, and the wind is also mixed with the fragrance of mountain grass and trees, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
At this moment, the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers seems to have turned into a poem or a painting, deeply imprinted in Qin Huai's heart.
Qin Huai stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the entire great river and mountains, and felt a surge of pride and ambition in his heart. This magnificent scenery made people feel extremely peaceful and satisfied, as if his body and mind were integrated into this picturesque nature.
In just a few minutes, Qin Huai felt as if he had traveled through the entire world, taking in all the beautiful scenery in the world.
"So beautiful..." Qin Huai's eyes were filled with unparalleled shock. Only then did he realize that there are many places in this world that are so beautiful that they make people intoxicated and obsessed with them.
It made him seem to forget some troubles and pains in an instant, the fear of being assassinated, the worry about the situation of Han Xuan and Aunt Yun who were still among the Koreans, and the longing for his deceased mother...
At the same time, Li Ming in the office was presiding over the recognition ceremony of the Splendid Mountain and River Scroll, while constantly observing Qin Huai's changes.
At this time, Qin Huai was sitting on the wooden chair, his eyes were closed, and his consciousness was in a state of relaxation, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the sudden word "so beautiful" made Li Ming frown.
What did this kid see?
Liming recalled that the students who wanted to win the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Scroll in the past would not be as relaxed as Qin Huai after the ceremony began. They even cried for their father and called their mother, which was extremely embarrassing.
"What exactly is this scene..." Liming looked at Qin Huai as if he was intoxicated and enjoying himself, and was also very curious.
Qin Huai, on the other hand, was still immersed in the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers. Little did he know that the corners of his mouth had risen to an extremely exaggerated level...
After the beautiful scenery was displayed in turn, Qin Huai's consciousness went blank again, and the next moment he was in a sea of flowers.
An endless sea of flowers is displayed in front of you. The colorful flowers sway gently in the breeze, as if they are dancing the dance of life.
Deep red, bright yellow, bright purple and light pink are intertwined together, like a huge palette. Each color is so bright and eye-catching. Under the sunlight, the petals exude a faint floral fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Bees and butterflies shuttled between the flowers, busy and cheerfully collecting nectar. Their wings shimmered in the sunlight, adding a bit of vitality.
The breeze blows, and the sea of flowers ripples like a sparkling lake. The flower branches sway in the wind, and the flowers nod gently in the wind, as if telling a thousand-year story.
In this sea of flowers, every flower has its own unique posture and charm. Some flowers are petite and exquisite, as if they are bowing their heads in meditation, and some flowers are in full bloom, as if they are singing to the sun.
Just as Qin Huai was looking at the sea of flowers everywhere, a figure in the distance attracted Qin Huai's attention.
Based on his intuition, Qin Huai felt that the figure had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. His sixth sense allowed him to shuttle through the sea of flowers and gradually get closer to the figure.
Looking closer, the figure is wearing an elegant long skirt, which looks particularly soft in the sunshine, like the first touch of fresh green in spring, and like the first blooming petals, exuding a faint fragrance.
Qin Huai slowly approached the figure. When he saw the figure's face clearly, his body trembled suddenly and he froze completely. His eyes showed disbelief and various emotions.
"Mother..." Qin Huai's voice was trembling like never before, and he even felt that his legs had suddenly lost all strength, as if he was about to collapse to the ground.
That figure was the deceased Han Qingyue, the mother of Qin Huai who had been gone for eight years.
"Huai'er..." Han Qingyue smiled slightly and shouted softly to Qin Huai.
Han Qingyue has a graceful temperament, her face is as gentle as water, and her eyebrows reveal a calmness that is indifferent to fame and fortune. Her smile is like the spring breeze blowing on the face, making people feel warm and comfortable.
There is an elegance in her manner that emanates from deep within and is unforgettable.
When the voice in the memory appeared again, Qin Huai's trembling body was finally released completely, and he strode towards Han Qingyue's position as if he was going crazy.
"Mother!" While running, Qin Huai finally couldn't suppress his inner emotions, and big tears burst out, falling on the petals by the wind, as crystal clear as dewdrops.
Holding Han Qingyue in his arms, Qin Huai was crying like a tearful person. His cry was extremely inappropriate in this sea of flowers, but the bees between the petals were dancing for this reason.
Fear filled his heart when he was assassinated, and he did not cry.
When the Koreans had conflicts with landlords in order to make money and were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen and thrown out of the house, he did not shed any tears.
But now, Qin Huai's tears were endless, and his dependence on his mother burst out. He didn't say a word, but his tears seemed to have poured out everything on his behalf.
Hugging Han Qingyue tightly, Qin Huai returned to his childhood, hiding in Han Qingyue's arms and crying when he was wronged.
At this time, it is both illusory and yet so real; both short-lived and yet extremely long.
If my longing had a sound, it would probably be deafening.
Qin Huai knew that none of this was true, but the moment Han Qingyue appeared, his inner weakness was finally aroused. Now, this brief reunion is enough.
After all, Qin Huai is only eighteen years old.
...
Li Ming looked at Qin Huai in astonishment, who had no struggle but kept tears flowing from his closed eyes. The tears were silent, but the sound in them was deafening.
At this time, Qin Huai was sitting peacefully on the wooden chair, with a subtle arc at the corner of his mouth, but the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes continued unabated, dripping onto his robe, forming circles of tear stains.
At the same time, the Splendid Mountains and Rivers scroll above Qin Huai's head suddenly glowed with a dazzling golden light. Suddenly, lines of golden fonts gradually began to appear on the wordless scroll, filling the blank scroll surface.
The originally rough appearance with no sense of beauty was actually transformed into a scroll with gold embroidery and uneven patterns, making the scroll look like it was sublimated.
At this moment, the Splendid Mountains and Rivers Scroll finally appeared as it should.
Li Ming stared at the changes in the scroll in stunned silence. Even he had never seen this scene before.
