This old man's name is Yang Shizhan, and he is a Yasheng.
His family's secret skill, Tianyuan Divine Body, is known as one of the strongest physical skills in Kyushu. It is said that after practicing to the extreme, he can break the stars with his fists and split the sun and moon with his feet.
Two hundred years ago, countless young heroes crossed the threshold of the Yang family and wanted to join his family.
After Yang Shizhan became a sub-sage, unlike other sub-sages who recruited disciples and worked hard to expand their influence, he himself still accepted disciples on the principle of preferring few to too many.
His educational philosophy is that a strict teacher will produce a good disciple, and a stick will produce a filial son, so he often beats and scolds the students, showing off the majesty of the teacher.
The disciples worshiped Yang Shizhan as their teacher in order to learn the top magical skills, but practicing basic skills every day, coupled with the harsh teachings, made them dissatisfied.
The final trigger of this nightmare was a young boy Yang Shizhan had recently acquired.
Yang Shizhan taught him the Tianyuan Divine Body. As a result, his direct disciples felt that they had been deceived. They thought that all the teacher's words were perfunctory and that he did not want to teach him that magical skill at all.
So when Yang Shizhan was out giving lectures, they slaughtered his whole family, raped and killed his youngest daughter, and crushed his junior brother's bones to ashes.
When Yang Shizhan found out, he became furious and went to the homes of these direct disciples. He also slaughtered all their families, including their close relatives and distant relatives.
"Understandable!"
Sun Mo sighed, Kyushu people pay attention to grievances and revenge. His family members were all killed. It would be strange if Yang Shizhan was not crazy.
If you want to blame, you can only blame those few direct disciples.
"After doing all this, Yang Shizhan regretted it. He knew that he had made a big mistake. He did not accept the invitation of the Lord of the Dawn and join the Dark Dawn. Instead, he took the initiative to plead guilty and came to the Desperate Prison."
Hu Xingjiang sighed: "In order to atone for his sin, he blinded his eyes, cut off his ears, and opened his mouth."
"Ruthless enough."
Sun Mo's scalp went numb after hearing this.
"Not only that, he also took the initiative to become an experimental subject, test medicine for the Holy Sect, experiment with new necromancy, puppet master, in short, many dangerous experiments in various disciplines were tested on him."
Ya Sheng's body and will are strong, and his knowledge is profound. As an experimental subject, he can give better feedback.
"He was a good man, but he did one wrong thing and his life was ruined."
Sun Mo admired it. In fact, Yang Shizhan could join Dark Dawn, but the justice in his heart did not allow him to do so.
"Later, people learned that the young disciple was actually Yang Shizhan's illegitimate son. He taught him the Tianyuan Divine Body. Firstly, he wanted to give him his best things out of compensation. Secondly, because the illegitimate son was in poor health and wanted to give him the best thing.
He used magic skills to make his body healthy through exercise."
Hu Xingjiang punched the wall: "Of course, those direct disciples are also ungrateful and ungrateful."
"Teacher Hu, don't be angry!"
Sun Mo comforted.
He heard that in the past, for opera singers and cross talkers, if their disciples left the master's sect, the master would force him to use poison to mute his voice.
"After the tragedy of Yang Shizhan broke out, there is also a good thing, that is, famous teachers began to reflect on their own behavior, and they are good at teaching when they should teach."
Hu Xingjiang couldn't stand the hidden traditions of famous teachers. Disciples must prove their loyalty and show their unique talents before they can learn their special skills. It seems that otherwise, their special skills will become dusty.
In fact, except for a few famous teachers who have dark minds and use their disciples as pawns, most famous teachers treat their disciples as half children.
Teaching them too late will affect their growth.
"Master Sun, I admire you very much on this matter!"
Hu Xingjiang gave a compliment.
He had read Sun Mo's information, so he knew that this man taught his students everything he had and taught him god-level exercises.
"Teacher Hu is so complimentary!"
Sun Mo repeatedly said that he didn't dare to take it seriously, and then asked: "You brought me here because you want me to cure him?"
"The reason why I was promoted to Asia Saint is because of Teacher Yang's guidance, so I want to repay him!"
Hu Xingjiang looked at Sun Mo and said in a sincere tone: "As long as you can cure him, I am willing to pay any price."
"Mr. Hu, I think you can see that, in fact, he has long wanted to die. He is not dead yet simply because he is physically strong and is waiting to be an experimental subject next time to continue to atone for his sins."
To put it bluntly, Yang Sizhan no longer cares about his body.
"This depends on Master Sun's ability!"
Hu Xingjiang tried many times but could not bring back Yang Shizhan's spirit.
"All right!"
If he was a bad person, Sun Mo would definitely not care. But although this person also killed someone, he had been an experimental subject for two hundred years and turned into such a miserable state. He should have redeemed himself.
Hu Xingjiang left, leaving Sun Mo alone.
To be honest, it was scary to be alone in a dark prison with a person. Sun Mo could only endure it and check his body first.
The problem is huge, especially broken limbs, which cannot be cured by traditional massage alone.
Of course, the top priority is Yang Shizhan's spiritual trauma.
"Yang Yasheng, I am Sun Mo!"
Sun Mo sat across from him and began to talk about his experience.
"I was not even a trainee teacher at that time, but Ziqi and Zhiruo were willing to become my disciples..."
Sun Mo focused on the interaction between teachers and students and the well-behaved and intelligent disciples.
Sure enough, Yang Shizhan seemed to be unable to bear the excitement of such a warm scene, and swayed slightly. He wanted to turn around and turn his back to Sun Mo.
It's a pity that without hands and feet, this kind of thing can't be done.
"My disciples are very impressive!"
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 words. 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 the experimental subject.
"You think you are atonement, but I think you are using this self-mutilation method to repent and escape from your family members who died because of you, those you killed, and even your direct disciples.
"
Sun Mo uncovered Yang Shizhan's scar: "You are Yasheng. Your greatest value is your talent and learning. You should work hard to cultivate more talents and strive for more Kyushu people to live a good life.
This is atonement.”
Yang Shizhan was indifferent.
"I have a holy-level unique skill called Immortal Mysterious Skill. It is said that if you practice it to the Great Perfection, you can live forever and become an immortal."
Sun Mo walked up to Yang Shizhan: "I don't know if it can be done, but I know that this technique can regenerate severed limbs and reshape the body. Now, I will pass it on to you!"
Sun Mo recalled the key points of this technique in his mind, and a white light lit up on his right hand at the same time, and then he punched Yang Shizhan.
One shot into the soul!
boom!
A huge flow of information immediately poured into Yang Shizhan's body.
"I'm leaving, please think carefully about what I said!"
Sun Mo left.
Yang Shizhan's body trembled violently. He was a sub-sage, so he could naturally tell the authenticity of this technique.
But why does he want to teach himself?
What is pictured?
Sun Mo continued to use ancient massage techniques to treat the prisoners, and then dueled.
Three days later, Sun Mo returned here again.
Yang Shizhan was motionless, with no sign of cultivation at all.
"Why refuse my kindness?"
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 Calabash Children and his expectations for them.
"I want to see them become famous!"
Sun Mo left and came again!
once,
twice,
three times!
…
Three months later, Yang Sizhan was still like a dead fish, lying motionless on the cold bed. But this time, he took the initiative to speak.
"Don't come, I'm not worthy of being a teacher!"
Although his mouth and tongue are ruined, Yang Shizhan is a sub-sage and does not need a tongue. He can pour what he wants to say into other people's minds with his consciousness alone.
"Your disciples have made mistakes, will you give them a chance to change their ways?"
Sun Mo answered the question incorrectly.
Yang Shizhan was silent.
"Definitely, then 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.
During these two hundred years, he spent not a day without regret.
"Haha, you are really arrogant, so what about Ya Sheng?"
Sun Mo sneered: "I didn't expect that you have been lying in bed for two hundred years and can't even see through this little bit of fame and fortune. No wonder your direct disciples would betray you."
Yang Shizhan froze, because in his heart, he still regarded the title of Ya Sheng as very noble.
"Yang Shizhan, remember one thing, even if you become a saint, you are still a teacher first. Your most fundamental responsibility is to teach and educate people."
Sun Mo taught a lesson.
"Sages are everywhere and they are powerful, but ordinary private school teachers teach young children how to read, enlighten them, and teach them the principles of life. Isn't their job meaningless?"
"Saints represent people with high ideological realm and great achievements. But for a young child, his teacher is the teacher who teaches him how to read and write, how to respect his parents, and how to survive in this society."
saint'."
Buzz!
Good words of gold and jade broke out, and the golden light spots illuminated the dark prison to every detail, making it warm as spring.
Sun Mo sighed: "Yang Shizhan, you're obsessed!"
Yang Shizhan was stunned. Every word Sun Mo said was like Thor's chisel, piercing his head hard.
"Yang Yasheng, don't forget your original intention when you realized that you can teach yourself without a teacher. Teaching and educating talents is the path we should adhere to, saint?"
Sun Mo pouted: "It's just a floating cloud!"
"Original intention? My original intention?"
Yang Shizhan couldn't help but recall his student days.
It was summer vacation, and when he went home to visit relatives, Yang Shizhan was in the fields, teaching literacy to children from poor families in the village who could not afford private schools.
Thinking of the happy smiles of those children when they learned to write their own names, Yang Shizhan made a decision.
"I, Yang Shizhan, want all the children in the world to be able to write their own names and those of their families."
In Kyushu, where the illiteracy rate is extremely high, it can be said that Yang Shizhan's ideal is grand and majestic.
But later, I became a genius and famous teacher, was praised by all kinds of people, and had a very high status. Gradually, I forgot my original intention and only wanted to strive for excellence and teach disciples who would not disgrace my reputation...
"Master Yang, start over and fulfill your original intention!"
After Sun Mo finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Thank you teacher for your teaching!"
Yang Shizhan was convinced, and after that, he began to practice immortality.
…
In the office, through a small insect puppet, Hu Xingjiang witnessed the scene of Sun Mo unlocking Yang Shizhan, and he couldn't help but be amazed.
He is worthy of being the most shining super rookie in the world of famous teachers. Sun Mo's excellence is unmatched by anyone.
“Don’t forget your original intention, that’s so good!”
Hu Xingjiang's heart was also beating and agitating. He remembered that he was hiding on this isolated island because he was tired of the world and wasting his years in vain.
Why did I want to become a famous teacher back then?
Hu Xingjiang recalled the memory of when he suddenly realized that he could teach himself without a teacher.
…
"I heard that Sun Mo often goes down to see Yang Shizhan recently? Do you want to cure him and give him a favor?"
"If Zhongzhou Academy has one more sub-sage, its strength will be greatly increased!"
"What the hell, have you never seen the miserable state of Yang Shizhan?"
When the guards of the big prison get together, they will discuss this issue. After all, Yang Shizhan is considered a well-known figure here.
As a sub-sage, he had two hundred years to atone his sins. If he wanted to leave, no one could stop him, but he chose to go into self-exile.
"No matter how powerful Sun Mo's divine hand is, he can't keep Yang Shizhan intact!"
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 stopped going to the lower level. He was not Yang Shizhan's father. Besides, if he wanted to die, he couldn't stop him, right?
So Sun Mo returned to his normal life.
Massage, duel, fishing exercises.
No one knew that Sun Mo could exert all the knowledge they had. On the contrary, because his body got better after massage, their favorability towards Sun Mo increased greatly.
"Teacher Sun, can your divine hand cure madness?"
Yu Lin was curious.
"cannot!"
Sun Mo rolled his eyes: "Do you really think I am omnipotent?"
"Pity!"
Yu Lin sighed: "That madman talking nonsense is a sub-sage. If you cure him, you will definitely benefit a lot!"
"Why is he crazy?"
Sun Mo asked, but Hu Xingjiang didn't say anything.
"Who knows, maybe you have 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. With permission from Hu Xingjiang, he can enter and exit the prison at any time without having to abide by the one-week rule.
This preferential treatment made Lian Hongying and his party extremely envious.
"You are such a person. You obviously have the ability but don't do it. It's really irritating!"
Yu Lin was very disappointed: "If I were you, I would like to do all kinds of great things and let the world know me! Respect me! Fear me!"
"I am convinced that someone like you can become a famous teacher!"
Sun Mo glared at Yu Lin.
"I was wrong, I will change it!"
Yu Lin quickly smiled and apologized.
"Master Sun, are you free?"
Ji Han came in a hurry.
"What's wrong?"
Sun Mo frowned.
"A prisoner escaped!"
Ji Han looked gloomy.
"Why are you looking for me when the prisoner escapes?"
Sun Mo was speechless, wait a minute, isn't it Yang Shizhan?