People Are In The World Of Cultivating Immortals, And Their Apprentices Are Cute

Bai Muchun worked diligently as a teacher in the village. When the students had doubts, he would answer them. For example, two schoolchildren asked about the sun in the sky. Bai Muchun answered gently, and even discussed with them when the explanation was unclear.

Teachers and students mingle together.

Of course, there were many naughty children in the classroom, and Bai Muchun showed no mercy. You made trouble in class, but I chose to turn a blind eye. In private, I scolded them severely, mainly to settle the scores.

In order to prevent some older children from bullying, Bai Muchun also specially warned them and assigned some positions to facilitate management.

Students all have self-esteem. As a teacher, he cannot just teach himself, but must also take care of them. Otherwise, the children will be deficient in nature, become unconfident, and have constant self-doubt.

He has a deep understanding of this, and besides, he has received a modern education.

Late summer.

The weather frequently turns cloudy.

Going to school is becoming more and more difficult. Children who are closer to the school are fine, but if they are a little later, they will be covered in mud.

Today there are dark clouds again, rain covers everything, and the road is difficult to travel.

In order to take care of the students, Bai Muchun had to lower the school time and let some children who were far away go home as quickly as possible, but the weather was so bad that it rained all day!

After sending off the last batch of children, Bai Muchun returned to school again and happened to see Dongfang Xiaoxiao secretly reciting poems.

He walked closer slowly and waited quietly. After she finished reciting the poem, he coughed lightly.

Dongfang Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she jumped up from the table and fell to the right. Bai Muchun quickly held her down with quick eyes and hands, thus avoiding an accident.

The girl raised her head and complained:

"Sir, why do you walk silently?"

Bai Muchun first held her to the ground, then looked at the rainy night and asked softly:

"Isn't your grandpa coming to pick you up?"

Dongfang Xiaoxiao shook his head and said:

"I don't know, maybe I was delayed for something."

Bai Muchun pretended to be deep in thought, but in fact he was thinking about an urgent matter.

At this moment, sooner or later, I will be visited by Oriental Oak.

He had known for a long time that Dongfang Xiaoxiao's grandfather was no ordinary entertainer. His senses alone had reminded him.

Oriental Oak is an old guy, and is probably the ceiling of strength in Peach Blossom Paradise.

When Dongfang Xiaoxiao saw Bai Muchun deep in thought, he didn't make any fuss and stood aside obediently, waiting.

"It's raining heavily outside, and I'll take you home for this short distance." Bai Muchun picked up the oil-paper umbrella outside the house, crossed the threshold, looked back and caught a glimpse of the stunned girl, and said with a smile, "Why, sir, I'll take you home. Not willing?"

Dongfang Xiaoxiao came back to her senses and started running away, as if she was afraid that he would regret not sending her away.

She ran forward and Bai Muchun held up the umbrella.

The two walked into the rain simultaneously.

"Mr. Bai, thank you."

Dongfang Xiaoxiao said coyly, as if she felt a little embarrassed for causing trouble to him.

Raindrops fell on the oil-paper umbrella and slid along the arc of the umbrella. Bai Muchun quietly tilted the umbrella to Dongfang Xiaoxiao and asked softly:

"Xiaoxiao, is there anything you don't understand recently?"

The girl didn't notice the tilted umbrella at all. She frowned, thought about it carefully, and then said:

"Sir, are we born rich or poor?"

"Yes." Bai Muchun said bluntly, "Some people are born with everything, and some people are born with difficulty in having enough food and clothing."

He did not change the way of speaking or the concept like that Confucian.

Answer the question as you should, rather than avoid talking about it.

Be realistic.

Bai Muchun said again:

"So what if others are rich? Just be yourself, that's all."

Dongfang Xiaoxiao nodded blankly. The poem she memorized at night was actually very simple, but it took her much longer to recite it than ordinary people.

For this reason, she had to spend the rest of her time memorizing it.

Sometimes when she was away from work, she would wonder why others could finish it easily, but she had to spend more time.

Dongfang Xiaoxiao is somewhat envious.

Through this few words, Bai Muchun had already roughly guessed what the girl was thinking. He was expecting her to be slow to endorse.

[Every wish comes true] is completely determined by the owner's thoughts. In other words, once the owner has too many thoughts, it will easily go down.

For example, if it is difficult for Dongfang Xiaoxiao to recite and walk, then it will be really difficult to walk.

Bai Muchun sometimes wonders if the recent heavy rains were caused by Dongfang Xiaoxiao unintentionally.

After all, she has been carrying her recently, and the rain knows its season, so spring will happen.

Gradually, Bai Muchun's left shoulder became soaked. After the umbrella was tilted, his left shoulder was completely exposed to the rain.

Due to his height, Dongfang Xiaoxiao did not notice the umbrella above his head and Bai Muchun's dripping left hand.

Along the way, the girl had all sorts of strange problems.

Bai Muchun answered patiently and solved the problem for him.

A teacher is the one who preaches the truth, receives karma and resolves doubts.

Before he knew it, the girl was already pinching the corner of his clothes.

I don't know when the girl was no longer reserved and talkative.

Maybe it was because of Bai Muchun's gentle tone, or because they had been chatting for a long time, she gradually became more courageous, and she called her sir as many times as she walked.

"Sir, bye." Dongfang Xiaoxiao stepped into the threshold and suddenly turned around, "Sir, it's too late now. How about you stay at my house for one night? I will tell grandpa."

Bai Muchun shook his head and declined. He glanced at the dark rain curtain behind him with his peripheral vision and chuckled in his heart:

"That's true."

His guess was right, Dongfang Xiaoxiao's grandfather would find him sooner or later.

Now, he just moved the time forward.

"Xiaoxiao, go back." Bai Muchun waved his hand, held an umbrella and stepped into the puddles, walking into the rain curtain.

Dongfang Xiaoxiao shouted:

"Goodbye sir!"

She didn't run into the house until Bai Muchun walked away.

There was no one in the house, only the burning coal stove for warmth.

"Huh? Where is grandpa?"

…………

Bai Muchun held an umbrella, and his simple clothes slowly turned into soft and bright white clothes step by step. He looked at the old blind man sitting in the alley, and the old woman holding an umbrella beside the old blind man, pretending Confuse:

"Hi~ In this weather, you still come out to play the erhu?"

The old blind man answered with a helpless tone:

"Yes, make some money if you can. After all, there are many places where my granddaughter needs to spend money to study."

The old woman on the side was holding an umbrella. She did not look at the white Muchun, but looked at the alley and said inexplicably:

"The moon is dark and the wind is high. It's a good place to bury someone."

The rain gradually became dull.

The three people present were speechless and their eyes intertwined.

boom!

The rain curtain suddenly exploded.

The cultivation levels of the three people were revealed one after another.

The early stage of Jindan.

The peak of Jindan.

Late stage of foundation building.

The two golden elixir monks used the opportunity to shrink to an inch and actually took Bai Muchun directly from the village to a distant mountain and river.

This mountainous area is nearly thirty kilometers away from the village!

It seemed that they were determined to have a good fight with Bai Muchun.

Mountain collapses, mudslides and other disasters followed one after another. Thousands of trees were destroyed.

The three of them have fought each other tens of thousands of times, and each collision will set off a huge tide of spiritual energy, and everything nearby will be swallowed up by the residual power of the battle.

In this dark cloud-covered sky, the sound of the bombardment of spiritual energy was no less than a thunderstorm that had been brewing for a long time.

Even in remote towns or villages, you can see the spectacular sight of the clouds breaking apart in the sky.

boom!

The three of them struck with all their strength, directly drilling through the ground, causing a deep pit with a diameter of several hundred meters to appear out of thin air.

This time we fight.

The three people immediately bounced away and fell into a long flowing river.

The old blind man's erhu was broken into two pieces. His expression was unstable, but his forearms were shaking violently.

The old woman's hair was messy, blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of murderous intent. She stared at the man in white opposite who was still holding an umbrella.

Bai Muchun took out a breath and muttered in a low voice:

"Words are spiritual - [life]."

There was a crackling sound, and a burst of bones suddenly sounded in the ears; although Bai Muchun appeared to be fine in the fight just now, in fact, the goose body was almost crippled, and the bones all over his body were almost shattered. If he hadn't been holding on, otherwise he would be dead now. He had to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

The soul is too powerful and the body is overwhelmed.

Bai Muchun expressed his helplessness, and he tried to cross the physical thunder pool and step into the half-step golden elixir ranks, but he almost cried out in anger on the spot.

The price is that his physical body's meridians are cut off, and the strength he can use now is only in the early stage of foundation building.

"What a domineering boxing technique." The old blind man discarded the broken erhu and said with a cruel smile, "It's amazing that a boy who is not at the level of a grandmaster can fight on a equal footing with me and her!"

Bai Muchun stared speechlessly.

In the fight just now, it was him who kept destroying every bone in his body. If he hadn't been a human being, his body would have rotted away.