Chapter 62: Encouragement to Study
“A gentleman says: learning should never stop.”
In the quaint and elegant school.
Xiaobai was listening to the teacher's lecture. He didn't know why he was listening, just like he didn't know why he was called Xiaobai.
But there was always a voice in his heart telling him that this was his name.
"Encouraging Learning" is the morning reading article in their school, but for these children who have just entered school, "Encouraging Learning" is their first lesson.
The school is the only school in the town, and the teacher is the only teacher in the town. It is rumored that people who come out of this school know everything.
Xiaobai's grandfather spent a lot of money to get him into this school.
Therefore, Xiaobai listened carefully to every word of the Master. He learned Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism from the Master.
The teacher took me to chop wood, plant trees, and grow rice seedlings. I went swimming in the spring and fishing in the summer. I calculated the weights and felt the leaves and branches of flowers and plants.
Not every student is willing to do these things. They often say that they are here to lay the foundation of magic, not to waste time.
Xiao Bai didn't know what magic was, his grandfather never let him go out, the school was the second longest place in his life. But the teacher didn't let them leave the school, so he didn't know what the outside world was like.
He only knew that the teacher would not pay attention to what the students said. He would use the stick in his hand to force them to study, and if they did not study, they would not be given food.
Xiaobai was a little confused. Since they didn't want to, why didn't they leave?
But he soon put all this behind him, because today the teacher told him that he had learned all the common knowledge that the teacher knew, and he could rest today.
And tomorrow, the Master will teach him some important knowledge.
The next day, he was taught by the teacher alone. He then realized that the knowledge the teacher was talking about was related to magic and wizards as the students called it.
Xiaobai seemed to understand the Master's explanation of each series, from fire to ice, from white to black, from ancient times to the present.
On this day, he came to the Master as promised, waiting for his teachings. However, the Master began to talk about "Encouraging Learning", which Xiaobai had learned before and he still remembered it clearly.
He didn't understand why the Master was talking about this, so he just listened silently.
A year passed, and the teacher repeated what he had learned before. The noisy students in the school became quiet and obedient, and never questioned the teacher.
Xiaobai would not question it, he thought it was a way to review the past and learn new things.
Another year later, he was 16 and could awaken magic. He had already learned the knowledge from the master more than three times. But when he told the master that he wanted to awaken.
The Master ignored him and just put on a teaching attitude and started to talk about "Encouraging Learning".
Xiaobai was a little confused, and for the first time he questioned the Master.
"Master, I have learned all these!"
The Master did not answer, but picked up the stick and hit him with it, causing some pain.
He was a little indignant and didn't understand where he went wrong, so he just listened to the class in silence.
Xiaobai now finds that there are many things wrong with the school. Students like them are not allowed to go out, and food is delivered by someone special.
The teacher began to repeat his teachings to more and more people. If they didn't listen, he would beat them or starve them. However, those students accepted it more respectfully than he did, even though they were the ones who protested most strongly before.
For some reason he didn't go back to his room to review after class today as usual.
Instead, he wandered around to other schools. Xiaobai saw many very old people in this school. They should be adults, and some were middle-aged.
When he caught a glimpse of one of them, his eyes widened immediately. That person looked like the outstanding graduate student that his grandfather showed him when he came to the school.
Xiaobai hurried back to his room and felt fear for the first time about the environment he had lived in for seven or eight years.
He gradually closed his eyes, as if he was going to fall asleep.
Then, he suddenly felt a strange power in his daze. When this power appeared, he became awake.
Xiaobai looked towards his spiritual world, where there was a field of stars. Using the knowledge taught by his master, he determined that it was the mind system.
He was very happy and realized that something was wrong in the school. He kept the matter in his heart, and then on the surface he listened to the teacher's teachings over and over again, but secretly he practiced day and night.
As his cultivation level improved, Xiaobai discovered that except himself, all the students in the school were shrouded by a strange spiritual power.
Xiaobai has his own guess about this.
Ten years later, looking at the brilliant river of stars in the spiritual world, Xiaobai interrupted the lecture of the master who seemed never to have aged.
"Master, you have taught us this many times, why are you teaching us again?"
The teacher looked at his student, who was full of magical energy, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then a twisted smile appeared on his face.
"You are students and cannot do without the Master's teaching. The Master teaches you and you just need to listen."
Xiaobai felt it was a bit ridiculous. He had long noticed that the Master's cultivation was not as good as his. Now he attacked and controlled the Master in an instant.
"It's actually like this!" Xiaobai felt even more absurd after reading the Master's memory.
This man was indeed a teacher. He extremely enjoyed the feeling of teaching people, so he came to this town and built a school.
But the students in the school will eventually graduate, so he used his mental power to control all the students, making them stay in the school and listen to his lectures.
In order to ensure that the school does not attract attention, he often uses psionic magic to change the town's perception of the school.
Xiaobai was silent. He imprisoned the Master and used his mind to heal everyone whose mind was distorted by the Master.
Finally, he took over the school. He knew that he didn't have much time left after overworking himself. He wanted to bury the crazy teacher, but found that he had already died because he had overdrawn his life in order to maintain his majestic appearance.
So Xiaobai found a place to bury him, and then personally trained a student, and finally died peacefully.
"Is this your life?" Bai Mo's mind was wandering, looking at the soul shadow that appeared after the world was destroyed, and asked doubtfully.
He was aware of this illusion from the beginning, but the sudden request of the soul shadow made him immerse himself in it.
The blurry soul looked at him and said, "No, this is my teacher's life. The original intention of this old man to make this scroll was just to let people remember my teacher. Even if you are not awake in the illusion, you will still wake up after the three worlds end."
Bai Mo could not deny it and asked again: "You promised me before that after this world ends, you would tell me about the news of gathering the talents of the victims of the psychic system."
"I will give you the answer now. I will also give you this last bit of pure spiritual power. Don't worry, it will not have any impact."
After the soul shadow finished speaking, it turned into a crystal light and fell on Bai Mo's thoughts.
Bai Mo didn't feel anything strange, and the wind of spiritual protection did not dissipate, but was still blowing. However, the four words "spiritual totem" appeared in his mind. He glanced at the sea of his soul, which was transparent and clear.
His eyes moved and slowly opened, and two swords of thought caused by the excessive increase in mental power flew out of his eyes. Bai Mo closed his eyes, and three dazzling nebulae shone brightly in his spiritual world, but how come the wind element became as big as the space element!
There seemed to be someone next to him, but he didn't rush to get up. Instead, he raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes to look at it.
"Don't look at me anymore. You've really woken up. If you don't wake up, my sister will be worried sick."
Lingling's voice came from the side. Bai Mo sat up and looked at Lingling's weird appearance, slightly dazed.
He opened his mouth and felt his throat go dry.
"What do you want to say? There's water on the table next to you."
Bai Mo looked at the table and saw a pot of water. He got off the bed, poured himself a glass of water, moistened his throat, and asked:
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"A little over four months."
"Oh," Bai Mo nodded. No wonder the wind system has reached the intermediate level 2. Seeing the familiar layout of the room, he asked in confusion, "Am I still in Bo City?"
"Yes! My sister Leng Qing wants to continue investigating and won't let me participate. So far, nothing has been found. I just sent her a message to tell her that you are awake."
Lingling responded, looking up at him, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"I feel like my mental strength has gotten stronger!"
"Oh, Grandpa said that if you can wake up from that mental world by yourself, it will be of great benefit. I think this is it."
"But I don't feel like I've reached the middle level yet." Bai Mo was puzzled.
Lingling stood up and took the computer to the power source and plugged it in. "It's not that easy to break through the spiritual realm. You now have the accumulation to reach the fourth realm. But the real bottleneck has not been broken. You need to take the initiative to do it."
After saying that, Lingling glanced at the two small holes on the ceiling and said, "You'd better sort out your mental power recently."
"Is that so?" Bai Mo scratched his head, looked at the ceiling, then looked at his pajamas, then glanced at Lingling, and asked with a subtle expression.
“Who takes care of my clothes and hygiene?”
"Housekeeper." Lingling rolled her eyes. "What are you thinking about?"
"Didn't Sister Leng Qing change it for me?" Bai Mo looked regretful.
At this moment, a person suddenly appeared by the window, and her voice was heard in a flat tone.
"I don't have time to babysit you every day."
Bai Mo turned his head and saw that Leng Qing had returned without him noticing. She was standing by the window, the sunlight scattered on her hair, dyeing it a layer of gold. The halo was on her face, making her cold and beautiful face look a little gentler.
"Sister Leng Qing, long time no see."
Bai Mo took two steps forward, ready to hug Leng Qing for a long-awaited reunion. He thought Leng Qing would dodge or hold him in front of her.
But he didn't expect Leng Qing to do anything, which made him stunned. Then Bai Mo showed an even brighter smile and hugged him.
"Welcome back." Leng Qing said softly, and after two seconds, he pushed the man away. He glanced at Lingling, who was looking at the computer seriously, not caring at all about what they were doing.
"We haven't been active for a long time, Lingling, why don't we go out for a walk? Sister Leng Qing, you should have a good rest. It doesn't matter if we can't find anything." Bai Mo said, looking at Leng Qing's somewhat tired face.
"Be careful." Leng Qing said and walked into another room.
Although Lingling didn't have to go to school for the past few months, she was bored because she had no tasks to do and no fun things to do.
"Today, the adopted son of the Mu family's patriarch in Bo City and a guy named Mo Fan are going to have a magic duel. Many people are going. Why don't we go and take a look before it starts?"
(End of this chapter)
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