Dragon's Roar Lecture Hall Transmits Ancient Way · Soul Sea Listens to Sound, Comprehends New Heaven (2)
These words made many arrogant inner courtyard students look slightly moved and thoughtful.
"This leads to a question."
Long Jinyu's voice was clear and firm, "Who can be a teacher? Based on whether Soul Power is superior? Based on age? Based on high birth status?"
On the light curtain, the third line shines brightly. "That's why there is no high or low, no long and no short. Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists."
He looked around the audience with a calm and powerful gaze. "Wherever the principles and knowledge exist, the teacher can be there. An old farmer in the field may be well versed in the way of natural vitality, and a plant-based soul master is a teacher; a junior student has a unique and pure understanding of a certain soul skill, and a senior soul master who is stuck in a fixed mindset can also be a temporary teacher. Only by breaking down the barriers in your heart can you see a wider sea of teachers and draw from the endless source of wisdom."
The audience fell into deeper contemplation, and many people's eyes changed.
"Sister Feng, do you understand? This is the realm."
Ning Tian turned his head slightly and whispered to the red-haired girl next to him, "Last time you hurt the source, if it weren't for the extraordinary Medical Pavilion skills of little senior sister, you and I might not have the chance to sit here right now. After class, I will go with you and solemnly thank you."
"Hey hey~ little senior sister~"
Wu Feng did not respond. Her eyes, which were always burning with fighting spirit, were looking straight at the moon-white figure on the podium at this moment. She subconsciously took a deep breath, as if she wanted to capture the clear and reassuring breath in the air.
"Oh... you..." Ning Tian smiled and shook his head when he saw this.
"So, does the disciple have to be weaker than the teacher? Does the teacher have to be all-powerful?"
Long Jinyu threw a new question, and the subtitles continued to appear on the light screen, "So the disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, and the teacher does not have to be better than the disciple."
As soon as he finished speaking, a slightly excited voice sounded from the back row, and a burly, unruly-faced inner court disciple suddenly stood up:
"Senior Sister! I don't agree with this statement! In the world of Soul Master, strength is respected! If the teacher is not stronger than his disciples, how can he convince the public? How can he guide? If this is the case, why should we come to Shrek? Wouldn't it be more free to find any Soul Elder Soul Ancestor to become our disciple?"
In an instant, countless eyes focused on the past. In the first row, several powerful auras belonging to Shrek Seven Devils's main members were vaguely connected and pressed towards the disciple who spoke. Although they did not explode with full force, they already made his face turn pale and the surrounding air seemed to be a little heavier.
In the back row, Dai Huabin felt the suffocating pressure, frowned, and whispered to the girl beside him, "Power is the foundation after all. No matter how good the principle is, without the support of strength, it is just a castle in the air. Big brother and the others..."
Zhu Lu immediately dissuaded her in a low voice, lowering her voice. "Huabin, be careful! Don't forget that not only is this person's strength unfathomable, but the will she represents behind her even needs to be taken seriously by the Duke. Her 'principle' itself is a kind of 'power'."
Dai Huabin heard this and pursed his lips into a straight line. Although he was still dissatisfied, he stopped speaking. He just looked at the podium with a sharper and more complex gaze.
Long Jinyu gently raised his hand and pressed it down slightly in the direction of Ma Xiaotao and others, indicating that it was okay. He looked at the disciple who looked dissatisfied but also a little worried, and there was no anger on his face.
"This classmate asked a good question. This leads to the second half of the sentence."
He said slowly, and the complete sentence appeared on the light screen. "There is a priority in learning the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art, that's all."
"Soul Power Strength and weakness are one of the 'skills'. 'Hearing the Tao' in strength may be 'preceded' by you. But this is not the whole of 'being a teacher', nor is it the only criterion."
"For example, many of the Soul Guidance Department instructors in our college may not be top-notch in Martial Soul cultivation, but their 'specialization' and 'first knowledge' in Soul Tool have irreplaceable 'teacher' value to anyone Soul Master who wants to understand this in depth, including Titled Douluo."
"A teacher at the Soul Saint level may be far better than you in Soul Power control and combat experience. This is his 'knowledge first'. But if you have a unique talent in the fine operation of mental power, this is your 'specialty'. In this field, you may be able to teach others, or even inspire others in turn."
His eyes became deep, and his tone carried a sense of inheritance:
"Looking at my Shrek ten thousand year inheritance, what the sages of the past generations have left behind is not only the powerful Self-Created Soul Skill, but also countless research experiences on the nature of Martial Soul, the wisdom of making decisions when facing crises, and the spiritual beliefs of 'protection' and 'exploration'."
"These crystallizations of 'Dao' and 'Specialization' are gathered in Sea God Pavilion Library, and in the words and deeds of all teachers, they themselves are silent and great 'teachers'. If you only have the ruler of 'current strength' in your eyes, you will not be able to measure the thickness of 'inheritance', nor can you clearly see the sparkle of 'Specialization'.
"A true teacher is a leader, an inspirer, and a traveler. His value lies in letting people 'see' more possibilities and 'lead' to farther places, rather than just 'compare' the temporary superiority and inferiority."
The disciple who stood up opened his mouth. Under Long Jinyu's calm but wise eyes, his previous dissatisfaction quietly disintegrated and turned into a trace of shame and realization. He bowed silently and sat back.
Long Jinyu returned his gaze to the audience and made a short summary. "So the saint benefits the saint, and the fool benefits the fool. The reason why saints are saints and the reason why fools are fools are all due to this?"
"This 'this' depends on whether you have the intention to 'follow the teacher' and 'ask the question'."
His voice was clear and clear, echoing in the hall where the needle could be heard, "Those who remain humble and open, and have the courage to seek teachers and enquiries, will become more and more sophisticated in wisdom and realm; those who are stubborn and self-contained and block their minds with arrogance, no matter how talented they are, are like sailing against the current. If they don't advance, they will retreat. This may be one of the reasons why the strong get stronger and some people stagnate."
The words fell with a long aftertaste. The whole classroom fell into a long silence.
Huo Yuhao sat blankly, Long Jinyu's words were like a key, inadvertently opening the softest and most painful corner of his heart. It seemed that in front of him was not a magnificent classroom, but the dilapidated but warm hut on the border of the Star Luo Empire.
The frail but tenacious figure of mother Huo Yun'er emerged. Under the dim light, while doing rough work, she taught him the principles of life in the simplest but loving words -
"Yuhao, people can be poor, but their ambitions cannot be short-lived."
"Remember to be grateful and remember to be kind."
"In the future, if you have the ability, you will help those who have the same difficulties as you..."
A strong sourness rushed up to the tip of his nose, and his vision blurred for an instant. He lowered his head suddenly and bit his lip, trying to lock in the surging emotions. But the hot tears refused to obey him, and fell down in large pieces, soaking into the brand-new notebook and leaving dark marks in circles.
"... Mom..."
A murmur, as light as a sigh, but full of deep-rooted longing and irreparable pain, escaped from his trembling lips.
Wang Dong, who was sitting next to him, noticed it instantly. He looked sideways and saw Huo Yuhao's shoulders shaking slightly, tears glistening on his face, and his heart suddenly tugged. He quietly reached out and held Huo Yuhao's cold and tight hand under the desk, and whispered, "Yuhao?"
Long Jinyu's gaze quietly passed over the pair of young men, with a faint trace of tenderness flashing in his eyes, and then calmed down.
The aftertaste of the classroom slowly settled as the soul guide loudspeaker was turned off. And the ripples of this precipitation also quietly spread to the depths of the Sea God Pavilion.
Meanwhile, Sea God Pavilion.
The soft sunlight shines through the ancient window lattice into the quiet room. Mu En is still lying on his recliner, his eyes slightly closed, as if he is dozing. Xuan Zi is sitting aside, rarely holding a chicken leg in his hand, but a cup of tea. The spiritual thoughts of Elder Zhuang and other seniors are also vaguely lingering here.
"What a good example of 'Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists'."
Elder Zhuang's gentle voice directly sounded in the minds of several people, "Yu'er is young, but her views on the 'teacher's way' are so transparent, open-minded, and eclectic. It is easier to enlighten than the most stubborn dragon's vine in my medicine garden."
"Mu En, you made a great move. It's great to let this little guy start the class. After all, he is the young master from Dragon Valley. He can't pretend to have such knowledge and background."
Xuan Zi smacked his lips and took a sip of tea. "The truth is explained beautifully, but the examples are all roundabout and very slippery. But it's okay, this kind of temper can't suffer outside... Soul Guidance Department That example is good, Lin'er that girl knows, I'm afraid she will jump for joy."
"That's natural. When I first saw it, its eyes were clear but there were hills and valleys in it. I knew it was not something in the pool."
Mu En's mouth twitched slightly, and he said slowly, "It is a wise move to be impartial and the citations are all within the inheritance and consensus of the academy. His temperament is calm and his vision is broad. He is not limited to temporary grudges or personal likes and dislikes. This class... is very good.<The Teacher's Way>The true meaning should be understood by both teachers and students. For teachers in our school, it can calibrate their understanding of teachers and look back on their original intention of educating people. It can be regarded as a clear mind mirror. It is also a sobering medicine for many arrogant little guys. It is beneficial to both teachers and students, which is really rare."
In the classroom, the silence was finally broken.
The warm and lasting applause sounded from the heart, which was a tribute to a good lesson and the recognition and resonance of a concept.
After the class, many people were still unsatisfied.
After class, Long Jinyu was surrounded by people. Some students asked for advice on the profound meaning of the article, and some teachers discussed their teaching experience. He answered patiently and with a gentle attitude.
Ma Xiaotao and others were waiting aside. She looked at Long Jinyu who was surrounded but not irritated. The softness in her eyes could not be hidden, and the warmth quickly melted away.
Gongyang Mo nuzzled up to Ma Xiaotao, winked, lowered his voice and gossiped. "Hey, Xiaotao, tell me honestly, how far have you and my junior sister... gone now? The look in your eyes is almost dripping with water, are you already... hmm?" He made an ambiguous gesture.
Ma Xiaotao suddenly turned sideways and avoided him. "Ahem! Don't get so close to me! Also, don't talk nonsense!"
Ling Luochеn's cold voice floated faintly. "We live in the same pavilion, and our breath is tightly entwined. If we weren't used to being close to each other, how could our eyes be so clingy?"
"Pfft--" Xixi spit out a mouthful of tea, "Luo Chen! When did you understand this?"
The tips of Ma Xiaotao's ears were red, and he clutched the hem of his skirt and glared at her, his voice carrying a hint of false intent. "Ling Luochеn! If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will burn down your study!"
Ling Luochеn smiled and said nothing, but Ma Xiaotao felt even more panicked, fearing that she would be quick to talk and tell him how he hugged Long Jinyu in front of her in the guest room at her house that night.
After finally waiting for Long Jinyu to get away, Ma Xiaotao immediately stepped forward and tried to cover up his shyness by speaking loudly, "Jin Yu! You taught so well today! Well... To celebrate the success of your first class, we have agreed to have a dinner together at noon!... Your treat!"
The last three words were said so confidently that everyone chuckled.
Long Jinyu looked at Ma Xiaotao's blushing cheeks, and then looked at the sincere smiling faces of the friends around him. The string connecting him to the world in his heart seemed to have been plucked again, emitting a warm echo. He smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll treat you. You pick the place."
"Long live little senior sister!!!"
In the midst of this jubilation, a weak but clear voice broke in from the periphery of the crowd with some hesitation:
"Little... little senior sister..."