"Let's start with the clan first. I hope Grandpa and my eldest uncle won't stand in my way. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good if a perfectly fine family was ruined because of me. Hmm, I'll start with something gentler, a gradual, subtle change will be fine."
Zhao Li sorted through his knowledge and decided to use the Imperial Examination System model he knew from his previous life to break the cultivators' monopoly on cultivation resources.
If he truly wanted to change the world and create a new one, he needed sufficient strength to resist the upper-class families. He needed to make resources public, giving the lower classes a chance to rise. In the middle, there would be continuous cultural output and education, ensuring that those who had risen didn't forget their origins and those who hadn't yet risen were full of hope...
Planting a seed might not show results for ten or twenty years, but with several generations subtly changing, and as they too grow and bear fruit, it will definitely bring significant changes to the world.
"I can't create universally applicable Cultivation Techniques yet, and I don't have enough strength to fight against the 'families' like the Eight Ancient Clans with their continuous传承. I can only start with education."
Thinking about what needed to be done, Zhao Li quickly decided on a direction.
"Fortunately, as I cultivate, my Soul Power has become extremely powerful. I can recall everything I saw in my previous life. The Three Character Classic is good, it's catchy, but the content might need to be changed. Wuxia Novels should also be a good output, highlighting the core of 'Chivalry,' and with appropriate changes to the background, they might even shine brightly in this world..."
Following his decided train of thought, Zhao Li had more and more ideas, and he recorded them one by one. After all, they were all experiments; he would use whatever worked best.
Over the next half month, Zhao Li became busy. He was either recalling and adapting 'textbook' content or negotiating with the elders in the clan.
Controlling education meant controlling thought. Zhao Li decided to first establish an Academy within the clan for the younger members to study, which would also lay the foundation for future cultivation.
The elders didn't realize Zhao Li's true intentions. They just felt that Zhao Li had good intentions and wanted to do something for the younger generation of the clan, so they didn't refuse. They just felt that Zhao Li's idea was unrealistic. How could little children be so obedient?
They were also willing to watch Zhao Li busy himself.
What Zhao Li said wasn't false. The Academy naturally wouldn't just teach concepts; basic knowledge had to be taught as well. Perhaps in the future, it could even be expanded into Higher Education Institutions. Thinking about the future, Zhao Li was full of anticipation.
With everything ready, Zhao Li began his daily routine as a teacher.
He was full of anticipation, hoping that the few little ones below the stage would work with him in the future to contribute to the changes on the continent.
The imagination was beautiful, but reality was harsh.
For several days in a row, Zhao Li was driven to headaches by the few little ones.
At first, they were a little curious, but Zhao Li hadn't been speaking on the stage for long before they started playing around. When Zhao Li went to talk to them, they would cry loudly and couldn't be coaxed.
Zhao Li's grand ambitions were thus largely extinguished.
Today, looking at the little ones who were sitting in their seats under threat, their eyes flickering, occasionally turning to look at others, wondering what fun things they were thinking of again.
Zhao Li was very helpless, feeling extremely bitter inside.
Why did I have such a crazy idea? Wasn't a leisurely and comfortable life good? Or were the dancing ladies at Miaoyin Pavilion not beautiful? Why did I have to come here and babysit?
There was nothing he could do. Zhao Li changed the curriculum again and again, telling the little ones those mythological stories: Pangu Separating Heaven and Earth, Nuwa Mending the Sky, Jingwei Filling the Sea...
Finally, Zhao Li managed to get a handle on these little ones.
The days flowed by peacefully like this. As usual, Zhao Li, at the request of a few little ones, told stories again.
After finishing, a five or six-year-old girl, delicate and lovely, blinked her big eyes, looking puzzled, and asked Zhao Li.
"Uncle Zhao Li, Nuwa herself ran out to play and drowned because she didn't listen. Why did she want to take revenge on the sea by filling it up?"
Zhao Li was stunned. He hadn't expected Zhao Xuanxuan to have such a unique perspective and ask such a question. After thinking for a while, he carefully answered.
"Xuanxuan, do you think the Jingwei Bird tirelessly carrying stones to fill the sea every day is to take revenge on the sea? Uncle thinks she just doesn't want anyone else to end up like her.
Because the sea existed, she couldn't go out and play even if she wanted to. So she thought of filling the sea, so that anyone who wanted to go out and play in the future could do so with peace of mind and wouldn't be buried in the sea like her."
"Oh! But she's already turned into a bird and can fly over the sea herself, so why doesn't she go play by herself?"
Zhao Xuanxuan continued to ask.
"Xuanxuan, do you want to play with Brother Xiaoming and the others, or do you want to play by yourself?"
Zhao Li didn't answer. He touched Zhao Xuanxuan's little head and asked back.
"Of course I want to play with Brother Xiaoming and the others. It's boring to play by myself."
Zhao Xuanxuan answered very naturally.
Seeing this, Zhao Li used her words to answer the previous question.
"Jingwei also wants to play with more friends just like you. Only by filling the sea can more friends come out and play with her."
The few little ones seemed to understand but not completely.
Zhao Li didn't say anything more. He glanced at the time. Today was pretty much done, so he let the little ones go play by themselves.
Watching the few little ones rush out in a flurry, Zhao Li sighed in his heart.
A thousand people have a thousand Hamlets in their eyes. I can only try my best to make them understand the characters in these stories from a good perspective. Alas, I hope I don't lead them astray.
After this day, when Zhao Li told stories to the little ones, he no longer just casually told those well-known stories. He tried to choose those that were simple and not easily over-interpreted, for fear of being stumped by the children someday and unable to explain it, thus conveying some bad ideas to them.
Half-drunk and half-awake day after day, flowers blooming and fading year after year, two years passed like a fleeting white horse, suddenly gone.
In two years, Zhao Li's Academy grew larger and larger. The listeners also changed from only children at the beginning to a diverse group: leisurely old people, middle-aged people in their prime, gradually steady young people, and energetic teenagers...
In these two years of teaching, Zhao Li gradually felt a different kind of spirit, and his mind also underwent a baptism and settled down.
In these two peaceful years, Zhao Li seemed to have washed away all the glitz and glamour, gradually reaching the Realm of returning to simplicity.
Zhao Li's strength progressed extremely rapidly. He was now at the Peak Dou Emperor Cultivation Level, and the changes in his mind had even elevated his Soul Power. He seemed to have already touched the threshold of the Spirit Realm, and his Alchemy Technique had reached the Seventh Grade. He was now truly standing at the upper level of the Dou Qi Continent.
As the Academy grew larger, Zhao Li couldn't handle it alone. He had to find some respected people from the original Private Schools on the continent and, after observation, trained them to be Zhao Li's successors. One of them was currently teaching in the Academy.
The Dou Qi Continent originally had Academies, but they only taught some basic characters and told some legendary stories heard around them.
Zhao Li looked at the scene before him, which was already starting to take shape, his eyes shining with light, burning with infinite hope.
"Everything here seems to be on the right track now. As long as they grow up, they can become my help. From now on, it will be like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger, eventually crushing the old order and establishing a new one."
Zhao Li felt relieved. The idea of traveling the continent had been suppressed for a long time. It was time to go out and walk around.
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