Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

The Uncle Yang mentioned by Gu Yinfeng was named Yang Yongqing. He was the only Qi training seventh level cultivator in the village and the only male among the ten elders.

He was wearing a grey robe and looked kind, but his tone was very serious. He said, "No matter whose child they are, as long as they come here, I will treat them equally. As for being naughty, I have my own way to make her behave, so you can rest assured!"

"That's right, Uncle Yang, your teaching level is the highest level under the Wizard Saint. More than half of the people in the village learned their skills from you."

Yang Yongqing's face changed and he smiled, "You are telling the truth. I remember there was a boy named Xiaotian who was very naughty, but later he became very well behaved..." As he spoke, he happened to see Yuntian at the back of the team, so he stood on tiptoe and asked, "Am I right, Yuntian?"

Yuntian was originally counting ants with his head down when he was suddenly called by someone. He was confused and asked, "Master, are you calling me? What's wrong?"

Yang Yongqing glared and said, "You are still like this. You didn't listen carefully back then. What level of Qi training have you reached now?"

Yuntian looked like he had lost all hope in life, but the other party was his teacher after all, so he immediately bowed and said, "Master, I have now reached the third level of Qi training."

Yang Yongqing looked slightly surprised and said, "Oh, you are at the third level of Qi training? It seems that I did not teach you in vain. By the way, what are you doing here?"

Yuntian picked up two bags of food and bacon, walked up to Yang Yongqing and said, "My little brother passed the spiritual root test the day before yesterday, so this is sending him to the school!"

"What's your little brother's name?"

"Li Wujiu."

Yang Yong's eyes sparkled as he looked at Li Wujiu and said, "Is it this kid? Tsk tsk tsk ..."

Gu Yinfeng was left aside and couldn't help but frowning, interrupting, "Uncle Yang, you haven't collected our Yanjun yet, should we follow a first come first served principle?"

"Ha, sorry, where were we just now?" Yang Yongqing turned around and asked.

"I just mentioned your teaching level. You are the best under the Witch Saint. You taught more than half of the people in the village how to do martial arts. I will leave Yanjun to you from now on." Gu Yinfeng said as she pushed Gu Yanjun forward.

Yang Yongqing nodded repeatedly, pinched his fingers on Gu Yanjun's forehead, then gently pushed the door open and said, "Okay, I'll take the person, don't worry!"

Then, he looked at Li Wujiu again and said, "Come, let me see. I have been teaching for decades, but I have never taught a student with such talent."

Gu Yinfeng was speechless, and wanted to say something else, but she couldn't get a word in. She could only bow and say goodbye, cursing in her heart:

"No matter how good your talent is, it is still the wedding dress of our Gu family. Within ten years, I will make sure you become a Gu Li."

After the Gu sisters left, only the mother and son from the Yun family were left at the school gate.

Yang Yongqing pulled Li Wujiu to look at him for a while, and cast a spell on his forehead, saying, "I'll take the child. Do you have anything else to tell me? Come on."

"He is a boy, alone in the school. I hope Uncle Yang can take care of him." said Yun Haiying.

"It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl. They're all the same to me, right, Yuntian?"

Tian Bu rolled his eyes and said, "Master, you are of course very fair, but it may not be the same for others. I think you should be a little biased towards boys. After all, there are more girls than boys in the school, and it is easy for them to suffer losses."

Yang Yongqing frowned and said, "What you said seems to make some sense... But I will still treat everyone fairly. This is called teaching without distinction. Do you understand?"

Yun Tian hurriedly bowed deeply and said, "Master, you are so righteous. It will take me many more years to reach your level."

Yang Yongqing was very happy and nodded repeatedly.

"Master Yang, you are... a know-it-all!" Yun Haiying coughed and said, "Uncle Yang, I have been trying to reach the sixth level for a long time, but I still can't break through. The method says that I should constantly strengthen my body and break through the limit, but I seem to have encountered some kind of bottleneck. Can you give me some advice?"

"Well, it's definitely right to strengthen your body, but you also need to practice..." Yang Yongqing stroked his beard and began to talk incessantly.

Yun Haiying pretended to be listening with great interest, and kept praising him. An expression of surprise changed several times on her face.

Yun Tian laughed in his heart, pulled Li Wujiu aside, and whispered: "Little brother, this is the flattery method I mentioned before, do you understand?"

Li Wujiu nodded and said, "Well... it means to say nice things, right? Just like begging your mother."

"Yes and no. In school, you have to ask questions that the teacher is good at. Only then will the nice words be effective." Yun Tian said.

Li Wujiu thought for a moment and said, "Just like a good student who is eager to learn!"

"Little brother, you have a bright future!" Tianshi Yun rubbed Li Wujiu's little head vigorously and said, "By the way, I have another word for you. Be careful with the girls when you go in. They are all tigresses."

"What is a tiger?" Li Wujiu asked.

"I haven't seen one either. It should be the same as a dragon, wolf, horse, or something like that. Anyway, it's a very fierce animal."

Li Wujiu nodded and glanced at Gu Lan and the other person behind Yang Yongqing.

At this time, Gu Yanjun was getting impatient. When she saw Li Wujiu's gaze, she raised her head like a proud swan.

Lan Baihe, who was standing by, suddenly opened her mouth with her hands and made a face.

Li Wujiu quickly retracted his gaze and said, "Brother, I remember it."

After a while, Yang Yongqing finally answered Yun Haiying's questions. He looked up at the sky and said:

"It's getting late, and I have classes later, so let's stop here. If you have any more questions, come and ask me another day."

Yun Haiying immediately bowed and said, "Uncle Yang's words have opened my eyes. I have benefited a lot from them!"

Yang Yongqing was in high spirits, with a smile on his face. He pulled Li Wujiu up and turned to walk into the school.

Inside the black gate, the first thing that catches your eye is a ginkgo tree that can be hugged by four people.

The tree crowns are dense and luxuriant, and golden leaves fall from time to time, forming a thick layer on the ground.

Under the ginkgo tree, there is a quaint tiled house. With all the windows open, you can see the podium and desk inside.

But there were no students inside at that time, only the wind blew the pages of the books, making a rustling sound.

Yang Yongqing led the three people to the front of the lecture hall and said, "You are still young. You should be taught to read and write, but the situation this year does not allow it."

He took out three baskets from the lecture hall, placed them in front of the three people, and said, "The yard is dirty. You have until today to pick up all the leaves. Otherwise, you will not be allowed to eat."

He spoke very seriously, but the three little guys in front of the basket remained indifferent.

"We are here to practice, why do we have to pick up leaves?" asked Lan Baili.

"Picking leaves is also a form of practice." Yang Yongqing said.

Gu Yanjun's eyes rolled, and she took a step forward and said, "Master, are you testing us to see if we are determined to practice?"