Free Wild 19
Ning Ren took in the expressions and performances of these young boys.
He didn't ask anyone to sit down, so no one moved.
"Xiaochun, distribute the bamboo strips."
"Yes, sir."
Shi Xiaochun read out the names in order according to the list given to him by the teacher and the corresponding bamboo slips.
The first one is Wen Guang.
He took his own bamboo slip and looked at the horizontal and vertical lines drawn on it, confused.
After distributing them, Ning Ren said, "This is the number of fights you've had in the past three days. One 'positive' represents five times. Who is Wen Guang?"
Wen Guang's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He clutched his bamboo stick and took a step forward.
The teacher hadn't shown up for the past three days, and Shi Xiaochun, who followed the teacher, had only come up a few times. How could the teacher know how many times they had fought... He clearly hadn't even counted them himself.
Moreover, the teacher not only knows how many times they fight, but also knows their names.
"…teacher."
"I heard from the elders that you were still the first place in the last competition?"
Wen Guang couldn't help but straighten his back: "Yes."
Ning Ren: "Do you like fighting?"
Wen Guang hesitated for a moment: "It's not that I like it, I just want to be ranked higher so that people with ability and talent can get more attention."
The young gentleman's eyes were calm. Wen Guang quietly raised his head, looked at the gentleman, and then lowered his head again. A hint of doubt quietly arose in his heart.
The teacher's eyes are beautiful, but he feels like they have no focus.
Like a blind man.
As I was thinking this, a clear and gentle voice came from the front: "Don't think too much, I can see it."
Wen Guang's breath caught, and he instantly felt like he was being seen through.
"Hands out."
Wen Guang knelt opposite Ning Ren and stretched out his hand.
The teacher placed two fingers on his wrist. Wen Guang's first feeling was that the teacher's fingers were very cold. The next second, he felt a surge of powerful mental power flowing into his meridians. He narrowed his eyes and subconsciously wanted to pull his hand away, but the teacher's fingers suddenly exerted force, and he couldn't move it at all.
Wen Guang's eyes were filled with horror and he was covered in cold sweat.
The mental power flickered and did not cause him any discomfort. After a few seconds, Ning Ren let go of his hand.
Wen Guang subconsciously used his mental power and found that the mental power flowing in the meridians was completely blocked. It could only flow within the body and could not condense outside the body at all.
"this!"
Ning Ren: "Punishment, if there are a few 'positive' characters, then you will be banned for a few days."
Wen Guang: "Teacher, I..."
Ning Ren: "Next."
Wen Guang pinched his wrist and shut up in frustration.
The meridians and mental power of the sixty-three students were all sealed, and they all returned to the physical strength of ordinary people. In the past, when they had the blessing of mental power, their energy seemed to be inexhaustible, but now they are all like eggplants hit by frost, with wilted heads and drooping ears.
After this trip, Ning Ren's mental power had traveled around their bodies, and he had a rough grasp of the mental power realm and attributes of these children.
"Starting tomorrow, during every class, everyone will come up and receive a handboard according to the order they took this time. This will continue until the word 'correct' is completely erased."
Ning Ren picked up the polished wooden stick and said, "This is a tool for hitting the palm, also called a ruler."
Many students took a look secretly.
Then I didn't take it seriously.
How much pain can it cause if a piece of wood hits someone?
Ning Ren picked up the ruler and slapped it on the table. With a snap, the table cracked into several lines.
He recalled the scene of being spanked when he was a child, and a mysterious smile appeared on his lips. "Of course, the teacher is very humane. You can also choose not to spank the palms, but to spank the buttocks."
Shi Xiaochun: "...cough."
Students: “…”
They swallowed and waved their hands to avoid it.
Finally, I felt an indescribable awe towards the ruler.
Are you kidding me? How old are they?! A spanking would only hurt for a few days, but a spanking on the butt would be downright humiliating!
Ning Ren's expression turned serious, "Okay, now I'll answer what Wen Guang said just now."
"In my class, I teach students according to their aptitude. I treat everyone equally, without any bias or favoritism. I will develop a growth plan tailored to your spiritual attributes. You don't need to rush to catch up just because others are progressing faster than you, and I won't tolerate unprovoked fighting. Everyone's growth range is different."
Wen Guang pursed his lips.
I thought, but a race with such a short lifespan like theirs might not even have the chance to grow.
Ning Ren glanced in his direction and said, "Everyone, sit down."
So those who were moving tables moved tables, and those who were moving mats moved mats. In a short while, the place was restored to its cleanliness and tidiness before the fight.
"Today I will teach you the basic operation, levels and usage of mental power."
A silver light flashed in Ning Ren's palm, and he moved down the stone wall in his room that had all the hieroglyphs written on it.
"I think most of you recognize the basic characters on this stone wall."
"know."
Ning Ren nodded, "These words are the basic medium for you to understand all things. The way your spiritual power operates within your body is also the foundation of your cultivation."
"The spiritual power level is divided into four realms: Star, Moon, Yang, and Void. Among them, the Star Realm, Moon Realm, and Yang Realm have small realms in front of them."
This was the first time they heard that mental power had different levels, and they all sat up straight and listened attentively.
"Teacher, what level are you?"
Ning Ren pondered, "The Yang Realm and the Void Realm are worlds apart and extremely difficult to reach. I have only just touched the threshold of the Void Realm."
He entered the peak of the Void Realm by his death in Lan Huadis. After his memory awakened this time, the realm of his mental power accumulated over three lifetimes, and he was truly half a step into the Void Realm.
But he was weak. He grew up suddenly from a young age. Although his realm was high, his meridians were still fragile.
Abbreviated as high attack and low defense.
Night Heron's mother's strength level is similar to his, and her mental power is as vast as the sea, but she is far less sophisticated in using it than him, so he can avoid being discovered by his mother when he teleports in space.
hiss--
The students have a deeper understanding of the power of the virtual realm.
The teacher is so powerful even though he is only half a step into the Void Realm. If he really reaches the Void Realm, won’t he be able to do whatever he wants?
They didn't know that even if they reached the virtual realm, it would be impossible to influence the forces of nature on a large scale. Their teacher just cheated a little.
Someone pondered for a moment and asked, "Teacher, how do we determine the level of spiritual power? What are these levels for? Does it mean that the higher the spiritual power level, the greater the strength after the blessing?"
In ancient times, the biggest use of mental power was to increase strength to do work.
"Star Realm spiritual power is like fragmented starlight, scarce and unable to converge into a stream. Moon Realm spiritual power is like faint moonlight, flowing through the meridians like water. In the Yang Realm, spiritual power is as majestic as sunlight, requiring you to master the application of your spiritual power attributes. As for the Void Realm... it's very difficult. I'll explain it to you when you reach this level."
"The level of your spiritual power determines the complexity of the hand seals you can learn."
After Ning Ren finished speaking, the students below who had reacted had their eyes sparkling.
"Hand seal? Is that what you performed that day?"
"Um."
"Wow--!"
There was a low exclamation from below, and the students became excited.
Ning Ren: "I will first teach you the most basic way to operate your mental power. Even if your mental power is sealed by me, you can still practice."
He raised his fingertips, and sixty-three silver streams of light sank into the students' bodies. "I will guide your mental energy to circulate once. Focus your attention and remember how your mental energy flows."
Fan Ze bit his tongue hard with an expressionless face. The taste of blood filled his mouth. His confused mind became clear again and he concentrated on remembering.
The small and gentle silver mental power was agile and active. As it moved through his body, Fan Ze felt a subtle sense of intimacy in his heart.
The patterns of movement are simple but mysterious.
After just one walk, his mind became much clearer and his mental strength was also replenished a little.
After the teacher's guiding spiritual power dissipated, he walked along the meridian path several times on his own. The circulation time was reduced from more than twenty minutes to about ten minutes, and he went from being clumsy to proficient.
Not only him, but the other students did the same, sitting cross-legged on the cushions, emitting faint light of different attributes around them. They were not fools, and obviously they all discovered the benefits of this operation route.
After mastering the route, they opened their eyes one after another, with more surprise and anticipation in their eyes.
Ning Ren didn't interrupt them. After an hour, when the students had almost mastered the technique, he said, "All things return to their origin. This method of operation is the basis of all hand seals. The first hand seal I will teach you is the Gale Seal, which increases speed."
"Watch carefully."
A sitting human figure condensed in the air, with meridians and acupoints flowing in the human body. Silver mental power circulated in the meridians, adding hand seals to the basic operation just now.
This is equivalent to trying two things at once.
The figure did it very slowly, stopping after each step.
Ning Ren stood up and walked around. When he saw some kids who couldn't get it right, he would demonstrate it himself a few times. However, perhaps because he had such a strong and imposing image, the students became even more nervous when he taught in person.
Ning Ren felt embarrassed and had to walk away silently.
Wen Guang followed the instructions with great concentration, his movements were very standard, sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, and he was afraid that if he made a mistake in any step, he would not be able to keep up.
But when he took the last step to release his mental power, the power condensed in his body suddenly froze, got stuck in his meridians, and quickly dissipated.
“…”
He looked up and asked, "Teacher, our mental powers are sealed, so it seems we can't practice this."
The other students who had also succeeded once quickly agreed.
"Yeah yeah."
"Teacher, could you please untie it for us first?"
Fan Ze exhaled and slowly opened his eyes.
This was the first time they learned how to make hand seals. It was going smoothly, but they were stuck at the last step and couldn't release it. It was like holding back a yawn halfway through, or sneezing - you could feel it at first but couldn't release it.
All the eagerness and excitement in my heart were suppressed.
It's extremely uncomfortable to hold it in.
Shi Xiaochun offered Ning Ren a glass of sweet water - after serving him for a few days, the gentleman always ate more of the sweet dishes he made.
He probably figured out that the gentleman liked sweet food.
I never thought that such a powerful man would like sweet food.
Ning Ren took a sip of the sweet water and felt a little melancholy. He wanted to eat red fruits, but unfortunately, they seemed to be unavailable in ancient times.
After feeling melancholy, Teacher Ning said calmly, "No."
"ah--"
“Woo—”
The young men were so regretful that their intestines turned green, and they began to reflect on their previous behavior.
How foolish they are! They acted recklessly before they understood the master's temperament.
If slapping the hands and sealing the mental power are physical punishments, then this move is simply pressing on the lifeblood of these children, a complete mental punishment.
Wen Guang was even more dumbfounded.
Since he had fought the most times, he must have been sealed the longest. Doesn't that mean he would be the last to cast the Gale Seal?
This is simply the cruelest punishment for the King of Rolls!
Ning Ren: "From now on, when you attend classes here, you must abide by these rules." It was only at this moment that he asked Shi Xiaochun to post the rules he had set earlier on the classroom wall:
Respect teachers, be friendly to classmates, help each other, live in harmony and friendship...
——Based on the discipline of the cub class taught by Teacher Jeremy at the time, it was slightly improved.
These young men were not much different from the ignorant children in the cub class. If I wanted to teach them smoothly in the future, I had to help them establish rules early on.
Wen Guang couldn't sit still any longer. He pinched his palm nervously, gritted his teeth and asked, "Teacher, is there any way to make amends?"
"No."
Ning Ren: "But——"
The students' dimmed eyes lit up faintly again.
...like a group of small animals.
Ning Ren was amused, but he maintained a calm and composed expression: "You can try to break the seal I left behind. How many days in advance you can break it depends on your ability. Of course, if you get hurt during the break, don't blame the teacher."
"Today's hand seal class is just the beginning. Starting tomorrow, in addition to the basic general hand seals, I will teach you hand seals that are suitable for each of you based on your spiritual strength characteristics. Of course, you can also learn from each other."
That’s about it for the first class.
The main purpose is to make these children who have never been restrained since childhood to restrain their temperament.
"I'll be distributing bamboo slips later. Each of you will write down the methods and intensity of your usual physical training in the tribe. After writing, copy the characters on the stone wall, practicing the basic circulation method while copying. The physical training class will be held two days later."
The tasks were distributed and Teacher Ning completed his teaching task for today.
Although only two key points were taught, after I circulated my mental power and entered a state of concentration, I couldn't even notice the passage of time. Now it was already past lunch time.
Teacher Ning is hungry and wants to eat some snacks.
He asked Shi Xiaochun to stay and watch the class for him, and if any students asked questions, he asked them to write them down. Then he left the classroom and returned to his room.
A familiar-looking witch doctor, the sheep witch doctor, was waiting at the door of the room.
Ning Ren was a frequent visitor to the witch doctor's office for the past four years, and there was no witch doctor who had not treated him.
The sheep witch doctor had a long beard, a hoarse voice, and a very respectful attitude.
"The elder said you weren't feeling well. You hadn't come to see me these past few days, and I was worried. I thought it would be a good idea to come and see me."
Ning Ren said thank you: "I'm sorry for the trouble, but I'm not feeling unwell right now. Don't worry, I will come to you as soon as I feel unwell."
After asking the sheep witch doctor to leave, Ning Ren closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
He was actually a little afraid that he would be exposed. The sheep witch doctor was very familiar with the condition of his meridians when he was a child, so he might as well refuse if he could.
Besides, he feels good now.
Perhaps it was because he had grown up and his mental strength had gradually become stronger. He was also very careful and wanted to live longer, so during this rainy season, apart from the occasional dry and itchy throat and the feeling of heaviness in his body, there was no sign of fever or illness.
Ning Ren sat at the table and continued writing his memoirs.
However, not long after he finished writing, Shi Xiaochun came hurriedly reporting, "Sir! Sir, that student named Fan Ze has fainted, and his whole body is burning! Please go and take a look!"
Ning Ren paused his pen and said, "Where is it?"
Shi Xiaochun: "No one dares to touch him, he's still in the school! First-"
The gentleman in front of him disappeared instantly.
"..." Shi Xiaochun was dumbfounded. After a moment, he murmured, "How amazing."
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classroom.
Fan Ze curled up with his whole body burning hot. The tough grass used to bandage his wounds had loosened, revealing the cracked and festering wounds inside.
A crowd of people gathered around him.
Wen Guang squatted beside him, patted Fan Ze's face, and frowned: "Hey! Can you still hear me?"
The white-haired boy was shaking all over, as if he had been fever-stricken.
“Teacher…! The teacher is here!”
"Ah? The teacher is here?"
The students surrounding him immediately dispersed. Ning Ren flashed again, took a step forward, and appeared next to Fan Ze. He squatted down, frowned slightly, and placed his slender fingers on the boy's forehead.
The scorching temperature made his heart sink. Then, he pushed aside the tough grass and looked at Fan Ze's wound, frowning even deeper.
He was a skilled doctor, and though he had suffered from such burns and ulcers, he could have been saved ten thousand years later. However, with the current poor medical conditions, this situation was extremely dangerous and could easily lead to death.
Wen Guang quickly said, "He got injured during a big hunt and got caught in the rain. I saw him bandage it and then left him alone. He seemed unwell three days ago, but he acted fine. He just suddenly fainted."
The teacher, who looked not much older than them, sighed imperceptibly, bent down, and picked up the little boy steadily, not caring about the festering wounds on his body.
He said to the other students, "You guys continue practicing. If anyone still feels uncomfortable, come down and find me. I'll take him to treatment first."
After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared again.
Wen Guang widened his eyes slightly and subconsciously reached out to grab in the direction where the teacher disappeared.
...the power to travel through space.
It's amazing.
Thinking of how Fan Ze was held up by the teacher with concern just now, his slight feeling of concern for his classmates instantly disappeared, replaced by another awkward feeling.
Someone expressed this feeling:
"Damn it! That kid is so lucky! He just fainted for a moment, and he can get so close to the teacher!"
"Maybe he's just pretending! He's so scheming, he must be trying to get closer to the teacher and learn more!"
After feeling indignant, I remembered the sour voice:
"It would be better if I was the one who fainted."
Wen Guang gritted his teeth secretly.
You're right, that guy is really lucky.
After a moment, he seemed to be thinking about something. This might really be a way to get closer to the teacher... He was the one whose mental power had been sealed the longest, and if he didn't use some skills, he would be left behind.
How about finding an opportunity to get sick?
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The sheep witch doctor urgently accepted his first patient here.
"Oh my God, this child has such wounds on his body before he comes for treatment, this, this... Ugh! And he's burned like this, Xiaochun——"
Shi Xiaochun quickly said: "Yes!"
Sheep Witch Doctor: "Go get the medicine pot and prepare the medicine."
"Ahhh okay!"
The sheep witch doctor hurriedly searched through the medicine bag he brought with him and the medicinal herbs prepared by the elders.
Fan Ze had a fever and started talking nonsense. Ning Ren sat beside the bed, holding his wrist, and inputting his mental power into his body to guide the circulation, so that the child would feel better.
As if wanting to stay cool, the child grabbed the back of his hand with his hot palm and held it tightly. Ning Ren struggled and refused to let go.
"Father...Mother..."
Ning Ren moved closer to hear what the child was saying. He sighed and patted the white-haired boy's hair. "So you miss your parents... Don't worry, the teacher won't let you get into trouble."
Ning Ren didn't think he was unable to shoulder the responsibility of a teacher. Compared to the burden of becoming a domain lord, it was very easy now.
He tilted his head, "Sheep witch doctor, haven't you found it yet?"
"Missing! Missing!"
The sheep witch doctor looked up from a pile of herbs, sweating profusely, and said anxiously, "The ointment for treating pus and blood is missing an ingredient! This can't be good. The child's survival depends entirely on this medicine."
Ning Ren: "Can't you use something else as a substitute?"
Sheep Witch Doctor: "No, no! The medicinal properties have been reduced, and the life-saving medicine has become poison. The witch doctor's office has it, but it's the beginning of the rainy season outside, it's very dangerous, and there's no way to go out! What should I do..."
Upon hearing this, Ning Ren quickly searched for medicine in the mall.
However, he basically cannot buy any physical items, let alone medicine.
He closed the mall and looked up: "What's the name of that medicine?"
Sheep witch doctor: "His name is Zi Yeqing, little one, oh! Why didn't you bring him with you?"
Ning Ren estimated the distance from his position to the witch doctor, then looked down at the child who was tightly holding his palm.
Two seconds later, he sighed softly, pried open Fanze's fingers, and stood up.
"I'll get it."
The sheep witch doctor was shocked: "No! It's really outside-"
Ning Ren: "Once a teacher, always a father. If I want to keep my student's life, no one can take it away."
He said calmly, "Please prepare the other medicines first. I'll be back soon."
Ning Ren looked at the first sentence of the middle school quote he had adapted after checking in, and gave a thumbs up to his talent for finding the right opportunity. He scratched his fingers in his sleeves, tightened his face, and disappeared from where he was.
Alas, I hope that the rule that he will get sick during the rainy season will not be broken when he goes out this time.
When Shi Xiaochun said those words just now, his eyes had already turned into stars of admiration.
The little fanboy usually has a red face.
Sir, you looked so handsome just now.
The Sheep Witch Doctor stroked his beard and sighed, "Mr. Ning's kindness is truly admirable."
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