In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

"We have three rules. First, you must not act on impulse!

Don't be provoked by those people on the Internet who say that it is impossible for people to try it! People have their limits. For example, kissing a mosquito with tongue, people can't, at least not.

Second, I know you are very curious about some of the products in this world, but you must try them when I am sober. I sobered up quickly last time when I tried cephalexin with alcohol, otherwise we would have both been screwed.

third......"

Liu Yongshou muttered as he walked.

When the souls of other human beings were awakened by the monks, they were like having a grandfather. Like the child Songfeng, the monks even took the initiative to help him practice.

He is nothing like a monk named Xie Youqian, who stands out as an inhuman being.

When asked which sect he was from, he refused to tell anyone and pretended to be mysterious. He also said that he had lived for hundreds of years, witnessed countless big scenes, and was a witness to the end of the cultivation world.

When I asked other monks, they found no such person!

"Also, you have to pay attention in class today. Why did you take out the payment code to collect money in the middle of class?

You won’t attend the class if you don’t pay? The point is that even if you have received the money, you shouldn’t rush into Tencent.”

Liu Yongshou looked a little unhappy.

He was really impressed that he had to deal with such a cultivator's soul.

"Okay, okay. I promise to teach those sword training classes how to practice sword techniques. I have seen men at the top of the sword art in my time."

Xie Youqian nodded in his mind as if to assure you.

Suddenly, he said in surprise:

"Wait a minute, look to the left."

What’s going on again?

Liu Yongshou looked to the left as he was told. On the left was a track and field field that was sunken like a basin. A group of people were practicing sword there. They were probably a morning exercise group.

"It's impossible!"

Xie Youqian in my mind was confused and uncertain.

What did he see?

These mortals were actually quite good at practicing sword techniques, and several of them seemed to be progressing faster than the students he taught, and one of them even managed to draw Qi into his body.

He was very sure that there were no such people in the sword training class.

Whose general is this?

Without the guidance of these monks, how could the progress of cultivation be so fast?

"What's impossible?"

Liu Yongshou didn't understand.

The next second, he felt his body being taken over and walked straight into the track and field stadium.

"Who taught you this sword-training technique?"

Looking at the young man who suddenly ran over with a listless look on his face, Ma Rui and others looked alert.

"how?"

She took a step forward and looked at the man warily.

"Don't worry, I'm an instructor at the School of Cultivation. I saw that you guys are doing well in your training, so I came here to ask you about it."

Is this person a teacher at the monastic academy?

Only after they took a look at the teaching certificate that Xie Youqian handed over did they believe it.

"Our sword-training techniques were naturally taught by the head of our Jianshan Peak. I cannot tell you who taught us specifically."

Ma Rui responded firmly.

With the white mist as a support, there is nothing to be afraid of even if it is a teacher.

Jianshan Peak?

A name popped up in Xie Youqian’s mind. Could it be that the resurrected cultivator in Qinglong Mansion didn’t know it?

This person is so good at teaching, why not let the college invite him over?

Anyway, he didn't want to learn sword techniques. This thing gave him nightmares for a long time.

"excuse me."

With a bow, Xie Youqian left the track and field.

After breakfast, Xie Youqian crossed the monastic academy and Kyoto University, which were separated by a pond, and came to the instructor's office. He told the other monks in the office what he had just seen.

"You must have seen it wrong."

As expected, the first reaction of most monks was that he must have seen it wrong.

"You'll know for yourself if you go and see for yourself."

Xie Youqian was too lazy to argue with these people.

After everyone ran over to observe, they believed what he said.

"Jianshan Peak has a similar name to Jianshou Peak. Could it be that the predecessor from Jianshou Peak hundreds of years ago has resurrected?

This can also explain why students who are not as qualified as us make faster progress.”

A monk asked curiously.

"And have you observed the swords they use? They seem a little unusual."

"Yes, although it is a bamboo sword, it has obviously been refined by a master."

The monks all looked solemn.

The appearance of this bamboo sword means that there are cultivators with impressive cultivation in this world.

Which resurrected monk directly took over a human body and started practicing?

But they were too lazy to care about so many things and just reported it to Qinglong Mansion.

If he really wants to take over another's body, there's a good chance that he won't be able to defeat that guy Bai Wu.

After getting to know Bai Wu in depth, they expressed their confusion about the appearance of such a person in the new world of transcendence.

Even the newly revived third-level Golden Crow could be repelled.

This is also the reason why many of their little thoughts are kept deep in their hearts.

Even if I take over someone else's body, I can't defeat this pervert.

"Bai Wu will be here to teach sword techniques this afternoon. What do you think?"

A monk asked.

"What else can you think? Just let him teach. Anyway, those students won't agree to their cultivation being slowed down."

"I think it would be better to let him teach the class with the worst qualifications. If he is given the ones with better qualifications, they will be able to draw Qi into their bodies anyway, so it won't become his credit."

According to the order of induction time, the monastic academy is divided into classes A, B, C, and D, and parallel classes are divided according to sword cultivation and other types of cultivation.

Among the more than 50 successful students, the vast majority were from Class A.

"Okay, wait until he has taught the students for a few days and they don't make any progress, then I'll see if he still has the nerve to teach the Dao."

In the office, seven or eight monks smiled.

Logically speaking, given their character, this shouldn't have happened.

The reason for this is, firstly, because he was born in the world of cultivation, he felt superior to others when he saw this world where the Taoism was cut off; secondly, he felt indignant when he saw Bai Wu killing the old monk Kong Xing, and he had to vent his anger at the loss of the rabbit and the grief of the fox, so he had to let it out.

Of course, there were also those who did not react to this, such as Ouyang Xijian from Donghai Sword Manor, Xiang Ping from Qinglian Temple, Xie Youqian from the unknown sect, etc.

He would never let Bai Wu get involved in the Jianyi class managed by Xiang Ping. As for the other classes, since things had been decided, he would not care about them anymore.

As for Ouyang Xijian, the sword and armor class he managed did not need anyone to teach, so it didn't matter if Bai Wu came to teach.

The only thing was that he was a little curious about this person whose name was the same as the Venerable Baiwu from Jianshou Peak back then.

Whenever he thought of Venerable Baiwu, he felt fascinated.

According to the historical records of Donghai Sword Manor, that predecessor was a man who, with just one sword, killed three thousand demons and was respected throughout the world.

However, considering the status of Bai Wu in this world in the human world, it is inexplicably a match and does not do justice to the name Bai Wu.

However, in terms of strength, he is not even a hair's breadth away from Venerable Baiwu.

It was too difficult for this young man to transform into that strange cat demon form and slay three thousand gods.

Ouyang Xijian sighed.

If Venerable Bai Wu was still alive, their cultivation world would probably not have fallen to this point.