In the school, Mr. Yue held a teaching ruler, pointed at the meridian diagram, and spoke slowly and carefully.
It seems that he wants to introduce every meridian and acupuncture point clearly.
The children also realized the value of this class. No one dozed off, their eyes were wide open and they raised their heads to listen attentively.
This was the longest lecture they had ever experienced. From early morning to dusk, the children brought food and simply ate and listened at noon.
Mr. Yue, on the other hand, did not eat or drink, and finished all these contents in one breath, as if he did not feel tired.
His thin cheeks were still as pale as ever, and his eyes were deep on the high cheekbones, with a hint of sharpness hidden in his calmness.
When looking at these children, they are full of expectations.
Finally, the class is over.
Mr. Yue put down the teaching ruler, straightened the blue gown that had turned white after washing, and said with a smile:
"Today's content is very important, you need to keep it in mind."
Some children asked doubtfully: "Sir, we already know the theory of cultivation, but how to practice it specifically?"
"That's right." When the point came to the point, the children all agreed, "This doesn't seem to be a skill."
"From a mortal to a cultivator, this is an opportunity to change your life against the will of heaven. How can it be so easy to get?"
Mr. Yue had already anticipated their reaction, and then ordered:
"In these days, you should first keep what I teach in mind and lay a good theoretical foundation."
"Then behave well, help your parents with work more, make your family less angry, and go to the sacrificial hall as often as possible to worship the sacred bamboo."
As he said this, there was a hint of cunning in his smile.
"When Master Shenzhu sees your sincerity, he will naturally consider whether to teach you the method."
"You can only get a chance if you show enough desire."
Is this so... The children looked at each other.
Although Shenzhu has always protected the village, it seems that he has never rewarded him with anything, at least they have never heard of it.
In fact, some children have always been dubious about the existence of Shenzhu, thinking that Di Xiaofei was rescued by Shenzhu in the mountains, which was purely a boast and had no evidence at all.
How could a mortal interact with a being like a god?
On the other hand, Di Xiaofei and the grandson of the old village chief had the most determined eyes, and they would probably run to the memorial hall after school.
Looking at the children's different expressions, Mr. Yue glanced at them and secretly sighed in his heart:
Sometimes, opportunity comes from faith.
"Okay, tomorrow I will leave Beishan Village and go out to do business. Maybe I will come back in a few years, or maybe... I won't come back." He coughed.
"After I leave, Granny Si from the memorial hall will take over the teaching. You still need to study diligently and not slack off."
"Huh?" The children suddenly woke up from the practitioners' dream and cried out in surprise.
They had been studying with Mr. Yue since the first day they entered the school. They thought their lives would continue like this, but when they suddenly heard the news, they were completely unprepared.
An elder who plays an important part in life is going to a distant world and will no longer be around?
Gradually, the sound of sobbing sounded.
In their mind, everyone lives together forever.
The small village and the small children are not used to this kind of separation...
On the mountain, the peaks are towering and the wind and smoke meet each other, but they still remain invisible all year round.
At the foot of the mountain, the willow branches are soft and the catkins are full, as if preparing for a silent farewell.
The early morning mist was rising, and there were sporadic sounds of chickens and dogs. Mr. Yue was already standing at the door of his house.
Looking back at the door, I saw that after living there for so long, there was always a bed, a table and a chair in the house, nothing more.
"After staying here for hundreds of years, I really can't bear to leave."
For hundreds of years, the teacher in this village has always been the same person.
Strictly speaking, it is a ghost that manifests itself through objects.
Every few decades, its appearance will change, and life, old age, illness and death will reappear, but it will never leave.
Xiaofei's father always felt that this gentleman had a very good temper and was the most approachable among the "mysterious people" in the village.
Of course this is the case, because in Mr. Yue's eyes, the villagers are all his students.
"I have lived in seclusion for hundreds of years. Before that, I was ashamed of having accomplished nothing."
Mr. Yue faced Beishan, as if talking to himself.
"But over the years, I suddenly discovered that teaching and educating people is quite fulfilling."
Watching these students grow from ignorance to maturity, then to old age, and finally live a complete life.
He felt that he was truly living, as if he had never died.
"Yes, if you have this kind of experience, it means you have really made progress, and your state of mind has been sublimated, which is far better than a hundred years of hard work."
The voice of wishing An fell with the wind from the top of Beishan.
"Learn more techniques from the You clan. Sooner or later, you will be able to break through the barriers and advance to the imperial realm."
Mr. Yue bowed deeply, "In recent years, the boy has a bad temper and has been in trouble many times. He has always relied on adults to take care of him."
The name of the human race's Wang Yue Changting was as famous as the martial arts genius Xiao Tat. His level of qi refining was so advanced that he had already half-stepped the threshold of the quasi-emperor.
He has been recognized by countless powerful people as the most promising person to become the first Six Realm Qi Refiner in the history of the human race.
In the end, due to his bad temper, he fell into the trap of Demon Emperor Wu Ming. He couldn't bear the torture of his friends and rushed into battle alone. He was besieged by five demon kings. Exhausted, he chose to self-destruct and took away the two demon kings by force.
Nowadays, Xiao Tat is still very famous, but only a few people know Yue Changting.
No one expected that after the death of this famous king, his soul was scattered in pieces, but Zhu An secretly collected it and placed it in the Zhiyin treasure, where it was nourished with secret techniques until it was re-condensed and his sanity was restored.
Nowadays, there is even a chance to advance to the imperial realm.
Such an opportunity is rare, and Yue Changting has never heard of it.
The price paid was to swear to Shenzhu, accept the curse of the heart and soul, and never reveal its secrets for the rest of his life.
Yue Changting only felt that he had made a lot of money.
Now that he is living his life again, he has nothing to ask for. His only wish is to cut off the head of Demon Emperor Wu Ming with his own hands!
"Go ahead."
Zhu An saw the fierce fighting spirit in his heart and said happily.
A real sword, even if it has been idle and gathering dust for hundreds of years, its edge will still be as sharp as new.
Yue Changting bowed and saluted again, left the books, paper and pens used for teaching on the table, took some simple luggage, and strode out of the village.
I thought I left early enough, but unexpectedly, the entrance to the village was already full of people.
The students were all here, but they didn't wear enough clothes. They were all looking at him blankly in the cold morning mist, trembling with their arms folded.
Yue Changting stopped.
He has long lost his flesh and blood body and has always been a fake body of vegetation, but the emotion in his heart at this moment is still vivid and warm.
Looking at each student's face carefully, he ordered again:
"You must remember what I said yesterday."
Shenzhu didn't seem to be in a hurry to teach the villagers how to practice cultivation, but in the last class before leaving, Yue Changting still made an attempt, which was also a test for the children.
I hope I can change Shenzhu's mind.
You can't live under shelter forever... He hopes that these children can be safe, but he also hopes that they can be independent and self-reliant.
"You are actually the happiest people in the world."
"But the more this happens, the less we can afford to be lazy."
"Destiny is ultimately in your own hands."
Today I am going here, the willows are still there.
Say goodbye to the reluctant children and walk through the village path with flying willows.
Yue Changting walked alone, as if the wind was blowing under his feet, and he was already beyond the distant mountains without realizing it.
He suddenly turned back and looked in the direction blocked by the mountains. He saw a small hidden village located somewhere no one knew about.
“What a great place.”
"After a hundred battles, if the world is at peace, why not come back here and continue to be a teacher..."
