It was the first time that Shen Qingmang saw Gu Suihan so happy. He seemed to feel that words were not enough to express his feelings. He hugged Shen Qingmang's arm and rubbed her shoulder affectionately.
A docile golden retriever turned into a cheerful Samoyed. Shen Qingmang was a little uncomfortable, but fortunately the other party let go quickly and looked at her with a smile.
"You look so happy, and you just said you wanted to be ruthless and cut off all desires?" Shen Qingmang teased, "The monks in the Bodhi Temple are known for their inexpressible expressions."
"Because Master is so kind to me." Gu Suihan smiled foolishly for a while and asked, "When Junior Brother and Junior Sister have established their foundation, will Master also choose a day's gifts for them?"
Shen Qingmang was about to say that it wouldn't be more than yours, but Gu Suihan didn't even wait for her answer and said to himself: "It doesn't matter. Master can give them as much as you want in the future. At least now these are all mine."
He grasped the hilt of the Qionglin Sword and danced with it in the courtyard. Shen Qingmang said with satisfaction, "I chose this sword from among all the swords on the wall. I thought it would suit you best, and now it seems I was right."
"It's not that I'm partial to a light appearance, it's that I prefer a cold place. I have a unique root and bud, not a rich flower in the world."
The fair young man, as radiant as snow and frost, gripped a glittering longsword, resembling a fairy from the Moon Palace. He unleashed the "Oriole Carrying Snow" move, his arms stretched out, his body as light as a swallow. Shen Qingmang clapped his hands in encouragement.
"Master, can you tell me what you were thinking when you chose these gifts? Why do you think they are suitable for me?" Gu Sui Han put down his sword and started fiddling with other magical weapons.
Shen Qingmang patiently explained everything one by one, and the corners of Gu Suihan's mouth curled higher and higher, until he smiled so hard that his teeth were showing.
"Disciple also wants to give Master some gifts."
"No need. Your diligent practice will be the greatest reward for your master."
"I have nothing, so why don't you cook a meal for Master? What would you like for lunch?"
Shen Qingmang: Why does this kid repay kindness with enmity?
She declined Gu Suihan's suggestion. Seeing how happy he was, she couldn't bear to force him to ask about the things he had hidden from her and ruin his mood. After encouraging him a few words, she left.
When she walked away, the smile on Gu Sui Han's face faded. He no longer looked at the musical instruments and gently stroked the crystal blade of the Qionglin Sword.
"'The moon is white over Luofu, the sea is dust-free, and spring is everywhere, amidst the jade trees and groves of jasper.' Master, is this a coincidence? Or are you tacitly allowing me to be closer to you..."
The silver hilt of the sword reflected the sunlight, which stung his eyes and caused a tear to fall.
He brought the magic tools into the house one by one, placed them carefully, returned to the bedroom, buried his head in the white fox fur, and took a deep breath.
"I can't... I can't... Gu Suihan, how dare you ask for more?"
After returning to Qiongzhi Palace, Shen Qingmang began to prepare for class with peace of mind. After sorting out the content to be taught next week, he sent a message to Hao Xin, asking him if he had finished writing the letter of praise.
"I've finished writing." Hao Xin's voice was muffled.
"Very good, be ready tomorrow afternoon."
The next morning, Shen Qingmang announced a new system to the students: "In addition to practicing the exercises, it is also important to maintain a positive attitude. From now on, we will have a class meeting once a week. I will choose a theme and chat with the students. It will be held on Monday afternoons."
The children already understood what day of the week she was talking about. Lin Wei raised his hand and said, "Master, are we having our first class meeting this afternoon? What's the topic? Is it too late for us to start preparing now?"
"It will start today, but today's class meeting is special. You don't need to prepare anything. You just have to wait and see."
Hao Xin had a bitter look on his face, and Si Rong buried his head in his arms to avoid laughing out loud in class.
Shen Qingmang was giving a lecture as usual in the morning. As he was speaking, he caught a glimpse of a round shadow outside the classroom window.
The classroom where they had classes was built on the original square by the disciples in charge of construction at Daofeng's request. Shen Qingmang originally wanted to use crystal or glass for the windows, but there was no material, so he could only use the most commonly used window paper. The light transmission effect was okay, but it was not enough for seeing things.
But this is a world of immortal cultivation, and with magic, many things are much easier to solve. She paced while giving a lecture, and casually walked to the window. Suddenly, she waved her hand and cast a spell to make the window paper disappear. The shadows under the window immediately revealed their true appearance: two children.
They screamed in fright and hurriedly got up from the ground. Shen Qingmang recognized that the two children were outer disciples of the cafeteria, and someone in the classroom directly called out their names.
"Changqing, Xiaohuang, why are you here?"
"I-We're just passing by, we'll be leaving soon! Sorry, Mahito!"
"Wait a minute." Shen Qingmang called out to them, "You've been listening under the window for a while, don't you want to finish listening?"
The two children looked at each other, and the older one, named Changqing, bravely said, "Won't the real person chase us away?"
"Have you finished your work?"
"We're done! We just brought the food back from upstairs, and it's simmering in the pot. Just come back and check in half an hour."
Another child said, "We were indeed passing through here and had no intention of staying. But Master Qiongju's lecture was so interesting. I once delivered food to Master Jinyan while he was giving a lecture and heard a little of it. I didn't understand a word he said, but I understood half of what you said, so I just couldn't bear to leave."
"Then you can continue listening. Just don't let it get in the way of your work. You can come over later when you have time," Shen Qingmang said, peeking outside. "Squatting on the floor is too uncomfortable. Come in and sit down. I won't slow down the lecture to accommodate you, though. If you don't understand something, you can ask other students after class."
"Teacher, they asked us, if we can teach, can we also become teachers?" a classmate said with a smile.
Shen Qingmang also laughed. "According to what you said, Si Rong taught many of you to read and write, and he can also be your teacher."
"Teacher, Senior Sister Si Rong did ask us to call her... mmm!"
The little girl next to Si Rong covered her mouth before she could finish her words.
Shen Qingmang patted the back of her head. "Let go, Ah Rong. This isn't a big deal. As long as there's something you can learn from the other person, he can be your teacher. You can yell, just don't let the elders at Wendao Peak hear you. They're old and love to pick fights."
The two children came in happily, listened to the lesson for half an hour, and then quietly slipped out the back door to go back to work. Shen Qingmang was not affected at all.
During the afternoon class meeting, Hao Xin came to the podium and the students below were all very confused.
"Teacher, is it Senior Brother Hao Xin who will teach us this time?"
Shen Qingmang suppressed a smile and said, "He wants to learn from you. Let's get started, Xin."
Hao Xin took out a thick stack of papers, his face flushed, and began to read the letter.
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