Jia Xitong rested at home for half a month because of this incident.
Over the course of half a month, Shang Yanting restored the puppet's body to its original state and personally escorted her to the classroom door.
"Go in."
He said this while standing in the corridor.
This doesn't look like Jia Xitong going to teach; it looks more like she's been sent to class.
"hold head high."
She nodded.
I'll pick you up this afternoon.
"Uh-huh."
Jia Xitong waved at him, "Okay."
"Pay attention in class. If anyone bullies you, come back and tell me," he reminded him again.
She's gotten so impatient with him.
“…Host, I’m going to class.”
"Won't you be bullied if you go to class?"
Well……
One sentence left Jia Xitong speechless.
She was definitely the one being bullied.
"Whether someone bullies me or not, I'll come back and tell you!"
Who doesn't like having someone back them up?
Hearing this answer, Shang Yanting was satisfied. "Go ahead."
##
In the classroom
Jia Xitong glanced around and saw that Cuiping was no longer in the classroom.
Not only was Cuiping absent, but the number of students in the classroom was also reduced by two-thirds.
“What about the others?” she asked.
"Teacher, you've been absent from class for several days."
The remaining students answered lazily, "Most of you went to audit other teachers' classes."
"oh."
Teacher Fu Lu's courses were terrible, and she also did things like going out and having fun.
Jia Xitong said she could understand.
"You guys didn't go."
Looking at the remaining students, Jia Xitong smiled with relief. She hadn't expected so many people to be so devoted to her; they had excellent taste.
She remembered that she hadn't given away the little gift she had prepared yet...
"It would be so much better if we didn't have to teach. Luckily, we chose a teacher like you who only teaches sporadically."
Jia Xitong, who was about to take out the gift, put it back again—the small gift was destined to remain ungiven.
##
The key to unraveling the parable of Bodhi lies in cultivating believers.
She had already experienced the effects of specially training several senior brothers. They nodded vigorously and talked a lot, but in reality, they forgot everything as soon as they finished speaking. They would never hold the god of talismans in their hands and burn incense devoutly.
Therefore, her goal in becoming a teacher was very clear: to sift through the masses, the larger the base, the greater the probability of finding believers.
Ideals are lofty, but reality is harsh.
The dozen or so students remaining in the classroom were all just coasting along. Jia Xitong taught diligently, but they were completely disengaged in class. After repeatedly hitting a wall, she finally understood how difficult it was to gain the trust of cultivators who believed in the God of Talismans.
"You're just asking for trouble."
Shang Yanting came to pick her up and, after listening to her experience today, gave a precise summary that hit her sore spot.
"I've cut costs and increased revenue..."
Jia Xitong realized that her monthly salary of 500 low-grade spirit stones wasn't even enough to give Shang Yanting pocket money.
I became withdrawn.
That's how the raccoon felt.
At this moment, Shang Yanting suddenly said, "The Heavenly Ginseng Vine has come back to life."
"ah?"
His words quickly drew Jia Xitong's attention elsewhere.
The Heavenly Ginseng Vine was found in the snowy northern region and then brought back by Jia Xitong. A rare and precious plant, it has extremely demanding requirements for its growing environment; under normal circumstances, once the spiritual plant is picked, it will quickly wither.
So when Jia Xitong brought the ginseng fruit vine back...
At the time, no one took it to heart.
As for Jia Xitong herself, the novelty lasted for a few days before she put Bingxin and the vines aside.
Shang Yanting brought his water-cloud boat to a stop on the mountaintop, where a sudden chill swept over him.
"Wow, it's so cold here."
Jia Xitong's teeth started chattering uncontrollably as she looked at Shang Yanting's coat.
"You are a cultivator with the strength of the Talisman Sect, this temperature won't chill you."
Yes.
As Jia Xitong recalled her impressive cultivation level, her trembling jaw returned to normal in a second.
"Get down."
He gestured.
The weather in this small area at the top of Xianlong Peak is completely different from other places.
The heavy snowfall never stopped, and over the course of several months, it blanketed the mountaintop in an unknown depth. Jia Xitong had just jumped down when she sank in most of the way.
Jia Xitong said she was not flustered at all, as she was already a powerful cultivator with the strength of the Talisman Sect.
With that thought, she gathered her spiritual energy in her legs and leaped, soaring more than ten meters into the air. Then she plunged back into the snow, this time sinking even deeper until only her head remained.
I didn't even notice Shang Yanting for a moment: ...
He stood beside him and pulled the person out of the snow like a radish.
Jia Xitong watched him stand on the snow as if walking on flat ground, then looked at the big pit she had left behind, her gaze shifting back and forth between the two.
"Dear host, how much do you weigh?"
It can be as light as a feather.
She wrapped her arms and legs around him, and the weight of the two of them did not break the snow beneath his feet.
"It has nothing to do with weight; it's because you don't have enough control over your spiritual energy."
Shang Yanting reached back and supported her bottom, easily carrying her on his back. "You haven't even practiced your own skills properly, yet you have the nerve to teach others."
"I am a talisman master."
Jia Xitong wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs swinging back and forth in the air. Suddenly, she sniffed Shang Yanting's collar like a puppy.
Those who practice martial arts are extremely sensitive to the surrounding atmosphere and energy.
Jia Xitong's sudden action stunned him, and he could still feel the warmth of her breath on the back of his neck, which was especially noticeable in the icy snow. "What are you doing?"
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