Chapter 2 The Ant Raising its Head
"Home visit?" The woman was stunned when she heard Qin Yi's words. Then she couldn't help but glance at her son and the Shuiling Girl, with a hint of disappointment and anger flashing in her eyes.
"Ye Tian!"
The man next to her put down the cup in his hand and looked at the boy sitting opposite him with a stern look.
The boy was stared at by his father and his scalp felt numb. He gritted his teeth, raised his head and looked at his father without fear.
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Qin Yi looked at Ye Tian and then at his parents. He was even more disappointed with Ye Tian.
"With such a good environment and such a good parents, he is not seeking progress. Alas, it's really a rotten wood that cannot be carved."
"Uncle, aunt, can you let me talk to Ye Tian alone?"
Qin Yi spoke, and she was indeed inconvenient to say something to Mu Xixue, but Ye Tian was different. It would be better for a sacred wood who was not motivated and did not listen to advice. It would be better to let him recognize the reality earlier.
"Of course, Teacher Qin, I'll take you there myself." As he said that, Ye Tian's father stood up, pushed the room away and walked out. Qin Yi stood up and followed behind him.
Ye Tian also stood up, feeling a little bored. Under the gaze of his mother's regret, he walked out.
Mu Tiancheng, who was sitting on the Lord, saw all this in his eyes. He looked at the girl who was sitting in a position and was a little nervous.
"Xixue, Xiaotian didn't go to class today?"
"Dad, aunt, Brother Ye Tian was just delayed because he didn't mean it." Mu Xixue quickly explained, afraid that Ye Tian would be beaten when he came back.
"Xixue, don't excuse that kid. I don't know what he looks like." The woman spoke and continued, "That kid was originally talented and was still serious in practicing. But since he was ten years old, he has completely changed like a person. He didn't attend classes and was not careful in practicing. Three years have passed, and he has gone from the second level of body refining to the ninth level. As for him, three years is still the second level, and he has not made any progress at all."
The more I said that, the more angry the woman became, and the more uncomfortable she felt.
"If your father hadn't pleaded with him, he would have been fired long ago." As he said that, tears appeared in the woman's eyes.
As a mother, she naturally hopes that her son will have a future and can achieve something when she grows up.
In this world, martial arts is prosperous and everyone in the world likes martial arts. If you want to be superior, you can only become a powerful practitioner.
A family needs strong cultivators to be in charge to have a high status and respect. Once they become cultivators, they will be beyond the scope of ordinary people, leave the secular world, and have an extremely high status.
"Aunt..." Mu Xixue shouted and hurried forward to comfort her.
"Is it really not for motivation?"
Mu Tiancheng thought to himself that he looked out the door, but he didn't think Ye Tian was a waste like others.
"Maybe, the hidden dragon is in the abyss." Seeing a bird on an uncle outside the door, a mysterious smile appeared in his eyes.
…
Ye’s father found an empty guest room, and Qin Yi and Ye Tian walked in.
When Qin Yi and Ye Tian closed the door, they sat opposite each other. Qin Yi looked at Ye Tian, and the boy looked up and looked at him. After half a stick of incense, until Ye Tian felt a little unbearable, Qin Yi spoke.
"Ye Tian, I'll ask you a few questions."
When the boy heard this, he was a little surprised. He thought that the tutor would scold him directly, but he didn't expect that he would ask himself questions now.
"Teacher Qin, ask."
"In the Sumeru Continent, how many stages does the cultivation of practitioners divide into?"
"There are five things in the body, the meridians, the gathering of qi, the spiritual platform, and the spirit," Ye Tian looked puzzled. This is something that almost everyone on the Sumeru Continent knows. Before they had contacted the cultivation, the storyteller on the street said it.
Moreover, he remembered that every student learned the first lesson. He was puzzled, how could Teacher Qin ask such a basic question?
"Okay." Qin Yi nodded and then continued to ask: "The body refining stage is divided into nine levels, each level is a huge leap, and it is also very difficult. Do you think that if you reach the ninth level of body refining before the age of fifteen, are you a genius?"
Ye Tian started nodding when he heard this, but then shook his head.
Qin Yi saw the boy's reaction and had doubts in her eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"Learn from the top, you can only be the middle, and from the middle, so you can be the bottom." Ye Tian spoke, and Qin Yi showed doubts on his face and moved his fingers.
"If you reach the peak of body refining at the age of fifteen, you can be called a genius who has never been born in the world. However, if you leave the city of waste, it will seem indescribable." Ye Tian spoke slowly, and a surprise light flashed in Qin Yi's eyes.
"The size of the region has different requirements for the genius. Furthermore, the comparison objects are different, and the meaning of the word "Tianjiao" is also different. Compared with the emperor, reaching the peak of body refining before the age of fifteen is nothing."
Qin Yi's face was still plain. After hearing the boy's words, she shook her head and said, "Although what you said makes sense, the emperor has only produced one for thousands of years, covering the continent and overwhelming all the heroes. It is indeed a benchmark for us to learn, but do you think a person who is thirteen years old and has a second-level body training level is qualified to say this now?"
The boy heard the meaning of Qin Yi's words, and he felt a little annoyed. After all, he was a thirteen-year-old boy. In the past three years, he had no idea how many people had ridicule and contempt. He had a very good heart and character to persevere until now.
"Huh~"
Taking a deep breath, the boy looked at the beauty in front of him and spoke.
"Teacher Qin, do you think there are ants in the eyes of the eagle soaring in the sky?"
"Of course not, because the eagle wouldn't look at the ants at all." Qin Yi said, thinking in her heart that the boy was talking about himself and that he had self-knowledge.
The young man nodded and continued, "Indeed, on this continent, in the face of life and death of heaven, even the emperor is an ants. Even before the emperor grows up, he is a mortal like us. However, among these countless ants, there are only one or two. He raised his head and saw the vastness of the sky and the vastness of the world, so they became an ant standing on the goshawk."
After hearing Ye Tian's words, Qin Yi felt a little moved, but then she felt a little angry.
"You mean, will you become that unique ant in the future?" Qin Yi said sarcastically.
"I don't know if I'm that unique ant, but I'll be the one that looks up."
Qin Yi stared at the boy, and the boy also looked at her, but this time, he did not feel uncomfortable, but Qin Yi actually felt a faint pressure.
"Is that so? Then I'll wait."
With a sneer, a gust of fragrant wind blew, Qin Yi took a deep breath, trying to prevent himself from getting angry, then got up, opened the door and walked out.
The boy sitting on the stool had a calm eyes and a dull expression.
After Qin Yi left half a stick of incense, he got up and walked out with his pace firm.
Behind him, you could see a few drops of blood under the stool, which was dazzling red, and the place was where his arm was placed.
…
After Qin Yi left, Ye Tian naturally could not avoid being punished. Mu Xixue's plea this time was still as usual, and had no effect at all. Instead, it made Ye Tian accused of taking the other person. The punishment was originally only in the middle of the night, which extended to the whole night.
"Is it waste?"
Late at night, listening to the cicadas chirping in the trees outside, the young man kneeling in front of the ancestral hall had a hint of bitterness on his face. Thinking of the humiliation he had endured in the past three years, his eyes were even more firm.
"It's still a little too late. As long as the soul power reaches awakening, you can prove yourself."
The boy murmured to himself. His legs, which were originally kneeling, were crossed and he practiced like during the day.
The starry sky that night was particularly bright, like the firm heart of a boy, and the stars were so bright that they were shocking.
…
Outside the deserted city, two figures came to the city gate with the sparse flow of people.
One of the figures was only about fourteen years old, with a smile on his face, and his raised head showed the arrogance in his heart.
The figure next to him was wearing a simple black suit, with no expression on his face and did not speak. He stood a little later than the boy, showing his extraordinary identity as a boy.
"Wild City, I'm back."
The boy said, then stepped into the city, and the figure behind him followed.
Chapter completed!