Chapter 10 The Truth About Cultivation

Although he had already recognized the reality, Yang Tian still asked unwillingly: "The Ministry of Magic doesn't care? Those pure-blood families just let these things happen?"

"The Ministry of Magic? They simply look down on Muggles and don't believe that the Muggle government would dare to be their enemy. They simply think that this is the atrocities of a few evil people."

"The public opinion is too strong, so they just find two scapegoats to pay the bill, that's all. Compared with these trivial matters, what the Ministry of Magic needs more now is stability." The mother suddenly said sarcastically.

“As for those pure-blood families? Stop joking. In the eyes of these families, those children are just duds who were expelled from the family. They have nothing to do with the great pure-blood families.” Speaking of pure-blood families, the mother gritted her teeth.

Seeing Yang Tian's confused look, his father whispered, "Your Aunt Sophia used to be a squib, and she was expelled for this reason."

"What? A dud, but Aunt Sophia's magic is very powerful?" Yang Tian asked puzzled.

"That was cured by your father using miraculous oriental magic after he rescued him from Sarok." The mother looked at her father in admiration.

Then she pretended to be disdainful and continued: "How else can I be attracted to him? You know, I am a goddess-level figure in Hogwarts."

When my father heard this, he felt embarrassed, but he just touched his nose and didn't refute.

But Yang Tian's mood was completely uneasy.

He asked repeatedly: "Is Eastern magic so magical? It can actually cure a squib. Is Eastern magic what I am learning now? Can you tell me the difference and connection between Eastern and Western magic?"

Yang Wen smiled and nodded, "You can now look inside yourself, right? That is, check the situation inside your body."

"Yes, father." Yang Tian said hurriedly.

"Then I will briefly tell you about Chinese magic and Western magic today. First of all, when a Western wizard casts a spell, the first thing he needs is magic power. What is magic power? It is the transparent energy in your brain. Is this understandable?"

"Okay." Yang Tian listened very seriously.

"The second is the medium, which is the elemental energy in the dantian. For example, in the early days of our Yang family, it was the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth."

"The second is the soul, which is willpower. You can understand it this way. You use willpower to control your inner vision."

"So when a wizard casts a spell, he uses his soul to control the magic power in his brain, and through the elemental energy, uses the magic wand as an inducement to construct a magic framework outside the body."

"Elemental energy attracts other elemental energies in the air, filling the frame according to the soul's requirements, and completing the magic." His father's words were simple and easy to understand. Yang Tian listened carefully and nodded continuously.

"When I looked inside Sophia, I found that the entire magic circuit was normal, but there was no elemental energy at her dantian."

"After that I did a lot of research and also performed introspection on many adult wizards and Squibs."

"It is discovered that after a wizard is born, due to their bloodline, a structure suitable for elemental energy to attach to will form in their Dantian, thereby automatically absorbing the surrounding elemental energy into the Dantian."

"But most so-called Squibs have unstable dantian structures and fail to complete elemental attachment before the age of 11. This is why they become Squibs."

Yang Tian keenly grasped the word "most? What about the others?"

"A small number of Squibs did not inherit the Dantian structure of their wizard parents and do not have the ability to attach elements. They are no different from ordinary Muggles. At least I have no way to restore them. Fortunately, Sophia is in the first case, and I happen to know how to treat her. I use a simple Eastern witchcraft, the spell of summoning spirits, to enlighten disciples with poor qualifications."

After listening to his father's explanation, Yang Tian was surprised and became very interested in the Eastern witchcraft he was learning. The so-called duds that had been completely abandoned by the West could actually be revived by his father. It was simply unbelievable. Taking this opportunity, he wanted to learn more about Eastern witchcraft. Yang Tian was ready to talk all night.

"Father, you just mentioned Western magic. Isn't this what Eastern magic is like?"

Hearing this, Yang Wen actually smiled proudly, "Of course they are different, the essential difference is that Western magic is about technique and the application of magic power. Of course, they also have achievements that will amaze people, such as the research on souls and bloodlines. Especially the soul, most of the longevity in the West is the longevity of the soul."

"Our Chinese system is completely different. We cultivate ourselves. Some people call it cultivating Taoism, some call it cultivating immortals, but our Yang family calls it cultivating the true self."

"What we cultivate is the elemental energy in our Dantian. The improvement of elemental energy indirectly improves our spiritual power, which is the magic power in the West. The magic power nourishes the soul and makes the transition. This is an all-round improvement, an improvement in the level of life."

"It's nothing like the Western side. You know, the elemental energy in their Dantian remains almost unchanged from birth to death. It is just a medium for constructing an extracorporeal magic circuit and is not very helpful for their own cultivation. The growth of magic power depends on natural accumulation over time or magic potions."

"Just train a soul. Isn't this practicing the way of ghosts? When the soul is elevated to an extremely high level, you can take off the body like clothes, and you will be a ghost spirit." Just as he was talking about his proud part, he saw Sophie's unfriendly eyes and quickly shut up.

But when Yang Tian heard this, it was as if he had suddenly been enlightened. Everything that he didn't understand before, he now understood thoroughly.

Seeing that his son had stopped asking questions, Yang Wencai asked solemnly: "Do you have any other questions? If not, please tell me about your situation?"

Yang Tian did not shirk his responsibility and told him his experience in general, but concealed the existence of the intelligent computer. He said that when his magic power was rioting, he suddenly got inspiration and completed the painting of the Bowtruckle. He also described in detail how he used the magic wand to complete the breakthrough without using the cinnabar pen, and expressed his confusion about it.

My father was overjoyed when he heard this. Instead of caring about the breakthrough method, he simply explained: "The cinnabar pen is just a medium. Drawing with magic is also a medium. The tools are different, but the effect is the same."

After saying this, Yang Wen could no longer suppress his excitement. He asked Yang Tian to wait for a while and left in a hurry.

Yang Tian looked at his mother helplessly, but found that Sophie was also looking at him with a confused expression. In the end, the mother and son smiled bitterly at each other.

After a while, my father came back quickly holding a palm-sized jade piece and a cinnabar pen. His solemn look was really frightening. But my father didn't say much, but carefully mixed the proportion of cinnabar and ground it meticulously. Finally, my father pricked Yang Tian's finger and squeezed out blood to dissolve in the cinnabar...