Chapter 75 Teaching as a Model Teacher
This time when they returned to Tiandu Sect, Qi Qing and his companions gained a lot.
It goes without saying that Yue Ji got the biggest prize, the Ten Thousand Year Fire Lotus. The inner elixir of the Heavenly Lion Beast and various rare spiritual herbs filled up his storage ring. What's more terrifying is that this person also broke through to the Great Perfection of the Spiritualization Stage in one fell swoop, making him the biggest winner of this trip.
Qi Qing didn't dare to say for sure whether Yue Ji was the most powerful genius in the world of cultivation, but he was definitely the youngest person to reach the God Transformation Stage since the founding of Tiandu Sect.
When the news reached the sect, the sect leader was so shocked that he was speechless. Then he was overjoyed and kept saying, "Great! Great! Great!"
He never imagined that this little disciple, whom he had casually given to Qi Qing, would be so talented.
To show his respect, the old man with white beard personally went to the mountain gate and waited for a whole day just to catch up with Qi Qing and his disciple who had just returned and ask about their well-being.
"Our Tiandu Sect is going to rise!" The old head of the sect stroked his beard and laughed a few times, patted Qi Qing on the shoulder and sighed: "Disciple, I didn't expect that you are not so good as a disciple, but you are a good master!"
What do you mean he is an average apprentice?
Qi Qing pulled the corners of his lips, wanting to argue for himself, but then he heard the headmaster say, "Well, I'll give you a lecture in a few days, and you can explain to those old stubborn people how you taught such a talented disciple!"
This old man always comes up with one thing after another. Qi Qing declined with sweat dripping down his back: "Master, you are joking. Let's not talk about this... It's mainly because Yue Ji is gifted. I'm just... uh, going with the flow!"
What can he teach?
Are we going to teach those old-fashioned elders to sleep with their disciples every day, and then get themselves into trouble when they grow up? ?
The old head of the sect shook his head indifferently and said, "I've never seen you so low-key before. You wanted to show off every time you learned a move. How come you've learned to be humble now that you've taught a disciple who's at the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"
"I was young and frivolous and didn't know much back then..." Qi Qing laughed dryly twice, and suddenly said seriously: "Master, now is indeed not a good time to hold a lecture."
"Why?" The old head of the sect felt strange.
Qi Qing looked around and lowered his voice: "Have you received the news? This time in the Mirage Clan Secret Realm, the elite disciples of the three major sects were wiped out, and only some ordinary disciples survived by chance. When we heard about this halfway, many major sects had already sent people to rescue their own disciples. The three major sects may not let it go, and the cultivation world will not be peaceful for a while."
He slowly recounted what he had seen and heard along the way, stating the pros and cons, and thought that the old head of the sect would consider it seriously.
Unexpectedly, the old man stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes and he said decisively: "Master, I understand! Then change it to a small-scale teaching, arrange it!"
He waved his hand and called on his disciples to invite several respected elders in the sect.
Qi Qing was dumbfounded. Before he could reach out his hand to stop the disciple, he had already taken the order and ran away.
The old head of the sect nodded with satisfaction and said, "Just invite a few people. It will be quiet enough now, right?"
The young man wanted to say something but stopped, and sighed deeply after a while - that's not what he meant!
Is this old man listening to him?
…
Yuqing Gate.
A man in a brocade robe quickly stepped into the headmaster's hall, bowed respectfully and said, "Headmaster, we found the person."
The person in the shadows slowly turned around.
His face was haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, but his look was frighteningly sinister.
"But you came out from the secret realm of the Mirage Clan?"
"That's right. I checked the spiritual herbs he brought back, and they are indeed unique to the secret realm." The man in brocade robe paused and said, "According to him, apart from the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect and the Dan Sect, there are only some people from small sects left alive. Among them is a sect called Tiandu Sect, which is traveling with the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. I'm afraid they have already formed an alliance."
The headmaster asked hoarsely, "Where is Dan Zong?"
"As soon as Dan Zong left the secret realm, he headed straight for Xiwuzhou. He is probably on the way now. In addition..." The man in brocade robe hesitated for a moment, "Although I don't know who the fire lotus finally fell into, I speculate that this matter... may be related to the devil cultivator."
"Demon cultivator?!" The head of the sect raised his head instantly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "Are you saying that there are demon cultivators among these people who came out?"
The man in brocade robe said in a deep voice: "According to that person's description, he found several rotting corpses beside a stream. Although their faces were unrecognizable, they all had demon seeds on their bodies. This is very strange. Why don't we send people to investigate these sects?"
"Correct! We must keep a close eye on the Dan Sect as well. The Fire Lotus must be in one of them."
The head of the sect had a ferocious look on his face, and he slammed his palm on the table, "I don't believe that the other two old guys can swallow this breath! Come, bring the pen and ink, I want to personally write a letter... I must find out the cause of my son's death!"
…
On the third day after returning to Tiandu Sect, Qi Qing was forced to take his favorite student, the well-known genius disciple, the green-level alchemist, and the youngest person in the God Transformation Stage of Tiandu Sect, Yue Ji, to teach "education experience" to a group of elders who were old enough to be his ancestors.
The old head of the sect prepared an empty hall for him in a serious manner. He not only set up a lecture platform and placed a cushion, but also burned incense and cleansed the room, and placed several plates of spiritual fruits and snacks, making him look like some enlightened monk who had traveled to the East.
What made Qi Qing's scalp tingle was that all the elders came out of respect - including Qianyuan Sword Master who had just come out of seclusion.
One of the original protagonists of the TV series about a younger master and his apprentice.
Qi Qing: “…”
It’s Tiangang on the contrary!
In the original novel, Long Aotian’s righteous master was arranged to listen to this fake master explain how to teach his disciples. Isn’t that a bit too ridiculous?
He took a deep breath and glanced at Yue Ji unconsciously.
The latter was calm and composed, and even hooked his hand quietly, saying with a curved lip: "Master, you are so generous."
Qi Qing slapped his disruptive hand away, straightened his clothes, and walked out with gritted teeth.
The elders in the hall all looked over, especially the Qianyuan Sword Master who lived in legends.
This was the first time that Qi Qing saw him in person. This man was worthy of the title of Tiandu Sect's number one swordsman. His white clothes were as white as snow, his eyebrows and eyes were as sharp as swords, and his whole body was like a sharp blade ready to be unsheathed, with the words "can only be admired from a distance" written all over his body.
Noticing his gaze, Qianyuan Sword Master looked back calmly.
Qi Qing quickly looked away and took two steps at a time to get onto the stage.
"Dear elders," he cleared his throat and decided to give himself a disclaimer first: "I follow the order of the head master to share my teaching experience with you. What I said today is purely my personal opinion. If there is anything inappropriate, please forgive me!"
After making these opening remarks, he quickly got to the point without caring about the crowd's reactions.
"First of all, we must make it clear that most new disciples are between seven and twelve years old. Disciples at this stage have very typical characteristics..."
In the next half day, he talked about educational psychology and comprehensive quality, and then from comprehensive quality to practical cases. He brought out all the theoretical knowledge that he had learned when he was a tutor in his previous life. The elders sometimes frowned and sometimes suddenly realized, stunned by this unheard-of "education system".
What about school age, adolescence... The summary is quite insightful and vivid, and it hits the point to a certain extent. But I don't know who Master Pi and Master Ai are who wrote these rare words.
Qi Qing didn't expect that he could talk so much that his voice became hoarse by the end.
After he finished the last section, he took the tea handed to him by Yue Ji and moistened his throat, then said, "Dear students... Ahem, does the elder have any questions? If not, let's stop here today."
There was silence in the hall, and the elders looked at each other.
Today's way of training disciples may sound absurd at first, but upon closer inspection, it makes perfect sense, which made them fall into deep thought.
It turns out that the disciples are so fragile that they need such diligent care?
No wonder they can’t teach talented disciples. Look at Qi Qing, he has learned so many tricks after only six years of training!
Admiration appeared in the eyes of the elders, and when they looked at the talented and graceful figure behind Qi Qing, they couldn't help but feel confident.
Now that we have the method, how far is genius?
They surrounded Qi Qing and asked him a few more questions, and finally left with great ambitions.
Only one person did not move.
Qi Qing looked up and his smile suddenly froze.
Not only did Qian Yuan Jian Zun not leave, he also stared at him with a serious expression... Could it be that he wanted to take Yue Ji back?
Yes, this person should have been his apprentice, and he has raised him for so many years... Does he regret it?
"Junior Brother Qi." Qianyuan Sword Master suddenly spoke in a clear and calm voice: "I have learned a lot from listening to your words just now, but there are still a few points that I don't understand. Can you enlighten me?"
"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it." Qi Qing waved his hands quickly and said awkwardly, "Sword Master, please feel free to ask."
Qian Yuan Jian Zun straightened his hem, sat upright on the mat, and asked, "You said that we should care and love our disciples and set an example. I wonder how to implement this 'set an example' specifically?"
"Well..." Qi Qing racked his brains to think of a suitable example: "It means taking care of the disciple to the best of one's ability, such as preparing nutritious meals, not letting him fast too early and affect his development, or..."
Yue Ji, who had been sitting quietly in the background for a long time, suddenly interrupted: "The most practical thing that Master does is to sleep in the same bed with me every night."
“……!”
Qi Qing suddenly turned his head and glared at him.
Is it possible to say such things in front of outsiders?
Upon hearing this, Qian Yuan Jian Zun's expression froze, and he asked seriously, "Is this the case every day?"
"Of course." Yue Ji remained calm and said in a positive tone, "Master treats me very well and insists on accompanying me every night. If Master is not by my side, I will have trouble falling asleep."
"Then about the care for disciples at different stages of their growth..." Qianyuan Sword Master was eager to learn and continued to ask him for advice.
Yue Ji generously taught: "Master, when I was weak in resolve, you did not hesitate to use your own body as an example, personally..."
Qi Qing's heart skipped a beat, realizing that Yue Ji was about to say something shocking, and covered his mouth with his hand.
Yue Ji struggled symbolically twice, and was secretly stepped on by the young man. He looked at him innocently.
Qi Qing covered his mouth tightly and forced a smile to make amends: "Sword Master, it is normal for children to be afraid of the dark at night. If their minds are not firm, their Taoism will be easily shaken, which will delay their cultivation. Therefore, sometimes it is necessary to comfort them appropriately..."
He tried to cover up his mistake and gave a lot of explanations, but all he got in return was Qianyuan Jianzun's thoughtful "I know."
Qi Qing always felt that this matter was not that simple.
Sure enough, news came the next day - Qianyuan Sword Master went back that night and arranged for more than a hundred people in the mountain to sleep together in one quilt. The front of Qianyuan Palace was covered with beddings of various colors, leaving almost no place to sleep. It shocked the sect for a while and was a spectacular sight.
What's even more outrageous is that not only did the disciples gladly accept it, but the beds close to Qianyuan Sword Master were sold at high prices and were hard to come by.
Qi Qing: “…”
This is too ridiculous. Are there scalpers in the world of cultivation?
He was so shocked that he was numb, but Yue Ji was happy. He hung on him without any posture and raised his eyebrows and said, "What the disciple said is not wrong."
"Don't lead more than a hundred of our disciples astray." Qi Qing rolled his eyes at him and said, "If you want to move back, just come over. Why are you packing?"
Yue Ji's return this time was a big deal. Not only did he occupy his bed again with a clear conscience, he also picked and chose and tidied up everything in his room. If you didn't know, you would think the two rooms were thousands of miles apart, but in fact they were just next door.
"Master," Yue Ji paused while holding his hand, and suddenly said, "I want to leave the sect for a while."
Qi Qing had never heard him mention leaving the sect, but at this critical moment, he was stunned: "Where are you going?"
Yue Ji buried his face in his arms. Not sure if it was his illusion, his voice became colder: "...Go home."
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