A teacher who looked very young arrived in Xiaxi Village, but whose age was impossible to discern. At first glance, he seemed to be just a boy, but upon closer inspection, he appeared to be a young man.

Although the villagers of Xiaxi Village debated the young man's age, one thing was universally acknowledged: this young scholar was exceptionally learned and did not value money.

This can be seen from the fact that the young man only accepted ten copper coins as tuition before allowing people to enter his school and learn his knowledge.

However, no one looked down on this gentleman, thinking that he was desperate for money and that's why he set such a low admission threshold.

This young man was very particular about his diet and daily life, and he had a beautiful maidservant serving him closely, as well as a fierce-looking, door-god-like burly man.

Therefore, the residents of the surrounding villages speculated that this young man might be some nobleman who had run away from home in a fit of pique, and had only temporarily chosen to live in seclusion here, using teaching as a way to pass the time.

Various speculations and rumors circulated in the countryside. The handsome young scholar, who was also suspected to be a nobleman from a wealthy family, attracted the attention of young women and wives, igniting their gossip-loving hearts.

None of this affected the surrounding residents' eagerness to send their children to the school run by this young man. After all, the tuition of ten copper coins was practically free, and even the most uneducated farmers would not think that learning to read and write was a bad thing.

"Master, you should go to class!"

In the fresh and elegant garden, the pretty and charming little maid, Hua Zhaoyan, carefully reminded the young man who was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed.

"Sigh, didn't we already have it yesterday? Why do we have to have it again today?"

The young man, somewhat annoyed, removed the Taoist book from his face and asked Hua Chaoyan a question.

"Sir, you are a teacher, please stop talking nonsense. All the students are here and waiting for you to start class. You must set a good example and not be late. The bell for class is about to ring!"

Hua Chaoyan earnestly reminded him. Although she didn't understand why the master would suddenly go to a village of ordinary people to build a private school and start teaching, since it was the master's choice, she would definitely cooperate unconditionally and give him a reminder.

"I know, I'm just complaining. Teaching is not an easy job!"

Feng Bingwen couldn't help but complain that he had only been teaching at his private school for less than a month, and he was already suffering greatly, with his spirit and will being tested and tormented like never before.

He's now regretting his earlier decision. Why did he have to open a private school and become a teacher? Wasn't he just asking for trouble?

However, since the decision had already been made and the students had been accepted, he naturally had to finish teaching the course. He couldn't just abandon the course and run away after less than a month; that would be far too irresponsible.

Ding~

The clear, melodious sound of the bell echoed through the woods, and Hua Chaoyan, standing nearby, quickly reminded her master...

"Class time is starting!"

"I heard you."

Feng Bingwen muttered a word and instantly transformed into a five-colored streak of light, disappearing from the spot.

Five Elements Escape Technique!

This is why he always carries the five-colored deer with him when he goes out. Whenever he has free time, he can study it and, after doing so many times, he will naturally be able to imitate it and develop a perfect escape technique that suits him.

The moment the bell stopped ringing, Feng Bingwen appeared at the entrance of the school, which looked extremely simple but was warm in winter and cool in summer, and could shelter him from the wind and rain. He straightened his appearance, and walked into the school with his books between his legs, his face expressionless.

The once noisy school fell silent as Feng Bingwen entered. Pairs of eyes, clear and bright, yet tinged with fear, looked at the young teacher who had stepped onto the podium.

"stand up!"

A sweet, childlike shout rang out in the classroom. A girl sitting in the front row stood up, and then all the dozens of children of different ages in the entire school stood up and greeted the teacher in unison.

"Please sit down!"

Feng Bingwen raised his palm and pressed it down. He hadn't made any demands; this was a spontaneous act by the students who came to his class, because all the schools in the area did the same. Respecting teachers was the most basic quality of a student.

"Today we will learn these..."

The young teacher pulled a book from under his arm and began writing several large characters on the blackboard behind him.

Yes, he is now in charge of the early education of children in several surrounding villages, which is to teach them to read. This is an extremely painful but meaningful task.

Feng Bingwen actually only wanted to teach one person, but teaching someone to read and write is a long-term endeavor. He couldn't possibly hide his identity every day and teach her behind her parents' backs; such a thought would be too strange.

So Feng Bingwen simply opened a private school. After all, teaching one person is teaching, teaching ten people is teaching, teaching a hundred people is the same, it doesn't matter, it's just a matter of how many students there are.

Moreover, teaching people to read and write, freeing mischievous children from ignorance, and enabling them to observe the world with a clearer perspective and attitude is itself a meritorious undertaking.

A teacher possesses sacred virtues!

On the first day of classes at the academy, the good deeds recorded in the heavenly book increased accordingly, which verified this point. Although it was not much, only a few dozen points, it was better than nothing, but its significance was great.

This was a meritorious deed that Feng Bingwen had earned himself after a long time. Moreover, it was not obtained through killing, but through teaching and educating people.

However, the process of earning this merit was far too painful, not nearly as satisfying as slaying demons and monsters.

However, Feng Bingwen suppressed his agitation, believing that this was a test of his mental state.

Although he still doesn't understand why some children can't learn such a simple thing as recognizing and writing characters, forgetting as they are taught, letting it go in one ear and out the other, and just can't seem to learn it no matter what.

Sometimes, Feng Bingwen even pondered whether he should improve a common inheritance method in the cultivation world, one that could instantly implant a vast and complex inheritance into the successor's sea of ​​consciousness, allowing them to naturally grasp everything without needing any words.

However, this is a method that can only be used by those with a certain level of cultivation. If ordinary people were to receive such an infusion of information, there would only be one outcome: their heads would explode and they would die on the spot.

But sometimes, Feng Bingwen would have a thought that he wanted to force the simplest knowledge he taught into the brains of those little idiots, saving him the trouble and the hardship of learning.

"Walking Alone to Immortality"

However, Feng Bingwen ultimately did not do so, because he could not research such a method for the time being, and besides, he would rather spend that time thinking about how to perfectly match his own Taoist magic and supernatural powers.

He has now formed three true seeds of talismans. Once he forms nine true seeds, he can prepare to condense the golden core.

For ordinary cultivators, once they have condensed three true talisman seeds in their dantian, they can attempt to form a core. However, they can only form the lowest-grade true core, which basically cuts off the possibility of further advancement, unless they have a great opportunity that can change their fate.

"teacher!"

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class. The weary Feng Bingwen used his escape technique to flee back to the backyard the moment he stepped out of the classroom. However, he hadn't been lying on his chair for long when he heard a cheerful voice.

Then, a girl, like a lotus flower emerging from a pond in early summer, appeared before us, hopping and skipping, full of energy and vitality.

"Um!"

Feng Bingwen responded casually, then took out a jade book from his bosom and covered his face with it.

Although he looks like a teenager who is not yet an adult, he has a kind of aged look that comes with the vicissitudes of life, and he has no vitality that a teenager should have.

"Teacher, aren't you a cultivator? Why do you look so tired?"

The girl walked up to Feng Bingwen and, without any hesitation, lifted the jade book that Feng Bingwen was covering his face, then looked at it curiously.

At first glance, she felt dizzy and her vision blurred. She quickly put it down, but even so, she still staggered a few steps and sat down on the ground with a thud. For a moment, she couldn't move and couldn't get up.

"Haha, serves you right for rummaging through my books like that! You've learned your lesson now!"

Feng Bingwen, who had previously seemed listless, like a dried-out salted fish, suddenly sat up from his recliner, clutching the jade book that had fallen into his hand. Looking at Wang Shu, who hadn't recovered for a long time, he burst into laughter.

"Teacher, you're playing a trick on me again!"

The girl gritted her teeth, realizing she had been tricked by this scoundrel of a master.

"What do you mean by teasing? I'm just teaching you a lesson."

Feng Bingwen glanced at her, his face now fully recovered and radiating youthful energy, a smile playing on his lips as he continued to justify his actions.

“For a cultivator like me, anything around me, even the most ordinary things, will inevitably develop supernatural properties after prolonged contact. Someone like you who has not yet cultivated, if you touch it rashly, you might lose your life.”

"Really?"

The girl's face showed some doubt. She now realized that this older brother who claimed to be a cultivator had also been forced to drink talisman water when he was a child because he had shown that he was different from ordinary people.

When she inadvertently drank the rune, it claimed it was a test for her. At first, she genuinely believed it, but the more she thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed.

This is clearly a case of replicating one's own suffering onto others, and then deriving satisfaction and pleasure from it—that's what the other kids in the village did, and they were incredibly happy to see others suffer the same misfortunes as them.

"Of course it's true. How can a student question their teacher?"

Feng Bingwen sat upright, displaying the authority befitting a teacher, which immediately intimidated the girl.

"Teacher, you're right. I won't touch your things without permission anymore!"

Wang Shu obediently admitted her mistake.

Is this all the awareness you have?

Feng Bingwen raised an eyebrow, his face showing displeasure.

"I won't touch anything I don't understand or am unfamiliar with."

"That's more like it!"

Feng Bingwen nodded in satisfaction, then changed the subject.

"How much of the book I gave you a few days ago can you understand now? What words do you still not recognize?"

"I don't recognize more than half of them."

Upon hearing this, Wang Shu pursed her lips. She was extremely happy when she first saw the newly built private school next to the village and saw the teacher in the school.

Because she was almost certain that the private school was built for her, and that others were able to enroll because of her.

However, this small sense of pride would be quickly shattered after she enrolled in the school. The teacher gave her a book and claimed it was the simplest basic book for cultivating the Tao, which even the most dull-witted cultivator could read fluently.

"And what about the parts you understood? How much of what they meant?"

Feng Bingwen nodded without surprise. Regardless of aptitude, the first step in cultivating immortality is to learn to read. How can one cultivate immortality if one cannot even understand the Daoist scriptures?

"I can only barely understand a few sentences. I recognize every single word, but when they are put together into a sentence, I don't understand what they mean."

The girl answered honestly that she didn't understand why such things existed in the world. Couldn't the author of that book have described it in simpler, more understandable language?

"well!"

After listening to the girl's words, Feng Bingwen sighed but did not say anything more.

"Teacher, am I particularly slow-witted?"

Upon hearing this sigh, the little girl trembled slightly and asked cautiously.

"It's alright, not particularly stupid, but barely able to cultivate."

Feng Bingwen replied, but judging from his tone and expression, it sounded more like he was trying to comfort him.

"I will try my best!"

The little girl pursed her lips and said seriously.

"You're a promising student! What are you still standing here for? Hurry up and start studying. Do you need me to teach you the principle of 'the early bird catches the worm' again?"

Feng Bingwen said sternly.

"Yes, teacher, I'll go study right away!"

Wang Shu quickly replied.

Go!

Feng Bingwen waved his hand, and when the little girl obediently went to a small attic in the backyard and lay down, looking pained as she began to study, the five-colored deer standing to the side couldn't contain its curiosity.

"Sir, is Miss Wang's aptitude really that poor?"

"That depends on which aspect you're asking about: physical constitution? Comprehension? Or spirituality?"

Feng Bingwen remained calm and composed. Over the course of more than a month, he had roughly figured out the situation of this reincarnated ancient immortal.

"In terms of physique, she is just an ordinary mortal, barely capable of cultivation. You could find any ordinary person outside who is stronger than her. But when it comes to comprehension and spirituality in cultivation, even I have to admit defeat!"