peerless teacher

"It depends on Master Sun's ability!"

Hu Xingjiang tried many times, but he couldn't bring back Yang Shizhan's spirit.

"All right!"

If it was a bad guy, Sun Mo would definitely not care about it, but although this guy also killed people, he has been an experimental subject for 200 years and turned into this miserable state, so he should pay for his sins.

Hu Xingjiang left, leaving Sun Mo alone.

To be honest, it was scary to stay in a dark prison with a human being, so Sun Mo could only bear with it, and checked him first.

The problem is very big, especially the broken limbs and broken arms, which cannot be cured by ancient massage alone.

Of course, the most urgent thing is Yang Shizhan's mental trauma.

"Yang Yasheng, I'm Sun Mo!"

Sun Mo sat opposite and began to talk about his experience.

"I wasn't even an intern teacher at the time, but Ziqi and Zhiruo were willing to worship under me..."

Sun Mo focused on the teacher-student interaction and the obedience and intelligence of the disciples.

Sure enough, Yang Shizhan seemed unable to bear the stimulation of this warm scene, and there was a slight shaking. He wanted to turn around and face Sun Mo.

It's a pity that without hands and feet, this kind of thing can't be done.

"My disciples are very upbeat!"

Sun Mo started to show off his gourd baby.

Three hours later, Sun Mo stood up.

"I won't think you are a good person just because of Hu Xingjiang's one-sided remarks. I will judge with my own eyes."

Sun Mo has already seen Yang Shizhan's data through the Divine Insight Technique, and he is indeed willing to be a test subject.

"You think you are atoning for your sins, but I think you are using this self-harm method to confess and escape, to the family members who died because of you, to those who were killed by you, and even your few direct disciples. "

Sun Mo uncovered Yang Shizhan's scars: "You are Yasheng, your greatest value is your talents and learning, you should work hard to cultivate more talents, and strive for a better life for more Kyushu people, This is redemption."

Yang Shizhan was indifferent.

"I have a supreme holy-level kung fu called Immortal Mysterious Kung Fu. It is said that if you practice it to Dzogchen, you can live forever and become immortal."

Sun Mo walked up to Yang Shizhan: "I don't know if it can be done, but I know this exercise can regenerate limbs and reshape the body. Now, I will pass it on to you!"

Sun Mo recalled the key points of this exercise in his mind, and at the same time, a white light lit up on his right hand, and then he punched Yang Shizhan.

Into the soul!

boom!

A huge flow of information immediately poured into Yang Shizhan's body.

"I'm leaving, you think about my words seriously!"

Sun Mo left.

Yang Shizhan's body trembled violently. He is a sub-sage, so he can naturally distinguish the authenticity of this exercise.

But why did he teach himself?

What is pictured?

Sun Mo continued to treat the prisoner with ancient massage techniques, and then dueled.

Three days later, Sun Mo returned here again.

Yang Shizhan didn't move, and there was no sign of cultivation on his body.

"Why did you refuse my offer?"

Sun Mo was puzzled: "Don't worry, I don't want anything from you, I just don't want to see a sub-sage fall and waste his talents!"

After saying this, Sun Mo began to talk about the daily chores of the gourd babies and his expectations for them.

"I want to see them succeed!"

Sun Mo is gone, but here again!

once,

twice,

three times!

……

Three months later, Yang Shizhan was still like a dead fish, lying motionless on the cold bed, but this time, he took the initiative to speak.

"You don't want to come, I'm not worthy to be a teacher!"

Although his mouth and tongue are ruined, Yang Shizhan is a sub-sage, he doesn't need a tongue, he can pour what he wants to say into other people's minds by relying on his consciousness alone.

"Your disciples have made mistakes, will you give them a chance to reform themselves?"

Sun Mo didn't answer the question.

Yang Shizhan was silent.

"Sure, why don't you give yourself a chance?"

Sun Mo asked back.

"I am Yasheng, and the sins I have committed are unforgivable."

Yang Shizhan looked very painful.

In the past 200 years, he has not spent a single day in regret.

"Haha, you are really arrogant, so what about Yasheng?"

Sun Mo sneered: "I didn't expect that you have been lying for 200 years, and you can't even see through this little fame and fortune. It's no wonder that your personal disciple will betray you."

Yang Shizhan froze, because in his bones, he still regarded the title of Yasheng as very honorable.

"Yang Shizhan, remember one sentence, even if you become a saint, you are also a teacher first, and your most fundamental duty is to teach and educate people."

Sun Mo taught a lesson.

"Sages are full of peaches and plums, powerful, but ordinary private school teachers, teaching young children to read, enlightening, teaching them the principles of life, is their work meaningless?"

"A sage represents a high level of thinking and great achievements, but for a young child, it is his teacher who teaches him to read and write, teaches him to honor his parents, and teaches him how to survive in this society' saint'."

hum!

The golden words broke out, and the golden light spot illuminated every detail of the dark prison, warm as spring.

Sun Mo sighed: "Yang Shizhan, you've lost your mind!"

Yang Shizhan was dumbfounded, Sun Mo's every word was like Thor's chisel, piercing his head fiercely.

"Yang Yasheng, don't forget your original intention when you suddenly realized that you can learn by yourself without a teacher. Teaching and educating talents is the way we should stick to, saint?"

Sun Mo curled his lips: "It's just Fuyuner!"

"Original intention? My original intention?"

Yang Shizhan couldn't help recalling his student days.

It was summer vacation, and when I went home to visit relatives, Yang Shizhan was in the fields, teaching those poor children in the village who could not afford private schools to read.

Thinking of the happy smiles of those children when they learned to write their names, Yang Shizhan made a decision.

"I, Yang Shizhan, want all the children in this world to write their own and their family's names."

In Kyushu, where the illiteracy rate is exploding, it can be said that Yang Shizhan's ideal is grand and stalwart.

But later, I became a famous genius teacher, was praised by all kinds, and possessed a very high status. Gradually, I forgot my original intention, and only wanted to keep improving and teach students who would not insult my reputation...

"Master Yang, let's do it all over again, to fulfill your original intention!"

After Sun Mo finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Thank you teacher for teaching!"

Yang Shizhan bowed to him, and after that, he began to practice the Mysterious Art of Immortality.

……

In the office, Hu Xingjiang witnessed the scene where Sun Mo released Yang Shizhan through a small bug puppet, and he couldn't help being amazed.

As expected of the most shining super rookie in the famous teacher world, Sun Mo's excellence is unrivaled.

"Don't forget the original intention, that's really good!"

Hu Xingjiang's heart was also beating and throbbing. He remembered that because of his world-weariness, he hid on this isolated island and wasted his years in vain.

Back then, why did I want to become a famous teacher?

Hu Xingjiang recalled the memory when he suddenly realized that he could learn by himself without a teacher.

……

"I heard that Sun Mo often goes down to see Yang Shizhan recently? Is he trying to cure him and give him a favor?"

"If Zhongzhou Academy has one more sub-sage, its strength will increase greatly!"

"Extra fart, haven't you seen Yang Shizhan's miserable appearance?"

When the guards of the big prison get together, they will discuss this issue. After all, Yang Shizhan is also a well-known figure here.

As a sub-sage, 200 years of atonement, if he wants to leave, no one can actually stop him, but he chose to go into self-imposed exile.

"No matter how powerful Sun Mo's God's Hand is, it's impossible for Yang Shizhan to be as good as before!"

Ji Han passed by and scolded: "Don't discuss this kind of topic in the future!"

After the last conversation of the day, Sun Mo didn't go to the lower floors anymore. He is not Yang Shizhan's father, and besides, if he wants to die, he can't stop him, right?

So Sun Mo returned to his normal life.

Massage, duel, fishing skills.

No one knew that Sun Mo could use all the knowledge they had mastered, but because of the massage, his health improved, and his favorability for Sun Mo increased greatly.

"Mr. Sun, can your divine hand cure madness?"

Yu Lin was curious.

"cannot!"

Sun Mo rolled his eyes: "Do you really think I'm omnipotent?"

"Pity!"

Yu Lin sighed: "That lunatic talking nonsense is a sub-sage, if he is cured, you will definitely benefit a lot!"

"How is he crazy?"

Sun Mo asked, but Hu Xingjiang didn't say anything.

"Who knows, maybe you've done too many bad things?"

Yu Lin didn't know either: "By the way, do you want to solve the second puzzle? Everyone is waiting now!"

"Not interested in!"

Sun Mo is now a free man, and with Hu Xingjiang's permission, he can enter and leave the prison at any time without following the one-week rule.

This preferential treatment made Lian Hongying and his party envious to death.

"You man, you obviously have the ability but you don't do it, it's really irritating!"

Yu Lin was very disappointed: "If I were you, I would wish to do all kinds of great things and let the world know me! Respect me! Fear me!"

"A person like you can become a famous teacher, I am also convinced!"

Sun Mo glared at Yu Lin.

"I was wrong, I'll change it!"

Yu Lin quickly apologized with a smile.

"Master Sun, are you free?"

Ji Han hurried to find him.