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

"That is the truth. Qinglong Mansion has already been verified many times. Bai Wu is Bai Wu himself. There is no such thing as reincarnation."

The caller emphasized again.

His name is Niu Lanshan, and he is the general manager of the monastic academy.

"Ah, yes, yes, you are right."

Xie Youqian was too disdainful to argue with him, as his feeling could not be wrong.

"this......"

The monks in the office looked at each other.

Their minds were completely confused.

One is Bai Wu, which is Bai Wu himself, and the other is Bai Wu, which is the resurrected Venerable Bai Wu.

No matter how you look at it, the latter possibility is more likely.

How could the locals in this world have such superb swordsmanship?

"There is no mistake. This is definitely Venerable Bai Wu."

Ouyang Xijian said affirmatively.

"Wouldn't it be clear if we wait for Consultant Bai to come here and ask? It's such a simple matter."

Liu Yongshou took over the body and told the most direct and effective method.

He didn't want Consultant Bai to be the so-called Venerable Baiwu, no matter how powerful this Venerable was.

The white mist of the human body is their belief.

"Wait a moment."

The office fell into silence, and everyone watched Bai Wu's movements. He just sat there and let the students watch the video.

But now, they didn't dare to question it at all.

In the classroom, the video of Bai Wu swinging the sword was accompanied by a touching explanation, which carefully outlined in everyone's mind how to practice the sword technique.

"......When the sword moves through Tianshu, you can feel the spiritual energy entering from the Ren and Du meridians. At this time, you should take the next step to guide the spiritual energy into Dantian for refining...The intersection of the three yangs is a difficult hurdle, so pay attention to the sword posture at this time..."

After the video was played, some people in the kendo room closed their eyes and began to savor it, while others were overjoyed and shouted loudly:

"Ah! I understand, I understand!"

He immediately rushed to the back wall, picked up a wooden sword, found an open space and started practicing.

All the difficulties in the past have now disappeared.

Bai Wu just waited quietly in the kendo room.

Until a prompt sounded: [Event mission completed...]

Bai Wu smiled.

He has completed today's mission and now he just needs to wait to earn points.

However, this video recording must be viewed by other classes when he is not present, so as to test whether video preaching will be included in the task.

If that doesn’t work, then his subsequent live broadcast and video preaching will be in vain.

After asking the administrative lady for the way to her office, Bai Wu left the kendo room.

With the previous sword intent preparation, I believe they should be easy to talk to now.

If it's difficult, then don't do it.

When he arrived at the door of the teaching office, he found that the door was already wide open. Many monks gathered together, looking respectfully at the door and waiting.

As soon as he appeared, all the monks bowed respectfully:

"Meet Venerable Bai Wu."

Wow, I actually recognized him. Who has such good eyesight?

Bai Wu was a little surprised.

According to the tiger demon, hundreds of years have passed and there is no way he can be linked to it.

But since he recognized her, there was no need for him to hide it. He nodded and admitted:

"Hello, I'm sure this is the first time that all of you cultivators have seen me."

Isn't this nonsense? You are a person who lived hundreds of years ago. How can we meet you?

"I am Ouyang Xijian from the East Sea Sword Manor. I am honored to meet you, Senior. Are you really the Venerable White Mist?"

Ouyang Xijian was nervous and excited.

Compared to the monks from other sects, the name Bai Wu is more important to their Donghai Sword Manor.

"Ah."

Bai Wu just nodded, but it was enough to prove his identity.

Now all the monks were excited, and Xie Youqian also acted excited.

It’s really Venerable Baiwu!

On the other hand, Niu Lanshan, several leaders of the monastic academy, and the human beings present were not in a very good mood.

Bai Wu is actually a cultivator from another world?

"When did you recover?"

Ouyang Xijian asked again.

Everyone in the office was paying close attention to Bai Wu.

"I am originally from this world, how can I revive?"

Bai Wu shook his head.

Without waiting for the confused crowd to wonder, he continued:

"I have always been myself. The white mist in the cultivation world is me, and the white mist on Earth is also me. It's just that Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly, and the butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou. Perhaps there will be more of me in the future. Do you understand what I mean?"

The people from the Xia Kingdom were confused when they heard it, but the cultivators in the cultivation world felt as if thunder was exploding in their ears.

They stared at the white fog with their eyes wide open.

The Venerable's cultivation has actually reached such a level!

Could this be the legendary state where everyone becomes one?

"I have finished my teaching today. You can see the follow-up results. I will teach another class tomorrow. Is that okay?"

He looked at the monks.

All the monks shook their heads immediately.

Just kidding, teaching sword techniques in front of you is like waving a sword in front of Guan Gong.

"By the way, who recognized me?"

Bai Wu was a little curious.

Could it be that after three hundred years, there are still people who remember his heroic figure?

The monks turned their eyes to Xie Youqian tacitly.

A suffocating feeling of pressure instantly enveloped Xie Youqian's heart. His ten fingers kept opening and closing, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Damn it, loach, why are you pretending to be so good? Wouldn’t it be better for you to experience human life peacefully?

Now it's exposed.

He still has so many action movies he has chosen to watch, and now he is going to die under the sword of the White Mist Demon King.

"you are?"

Before he finished speaking, Xie Youqian knelt on the ground without any human integrity, crying and begging for mercy:

"The Great Lake Water Monster Crab Xie Youqian has met Venerable Baiwu. Venerable, you can't kill me!

I have made contributions to the spiritual world, and I have shed blood for it!

I have never set foot outside of the marshland in my life, and I have never eaten anyone!"

Everyone looked at Xie Youqian in shock as he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Is this a crab monster?!

"Get up, f*cking hell. If you want to kneel, don't use my body. I'm going to kill you."

Liu Yongshou in the body was furious.

He was caught off guard by this kneeling. Where is your integrity as a monk?

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, I cannot die. My brother died at the hands of the gods. I finally survived. I want to live with his share. I don't want to become flat."

Perhaps he was frightened, the flat king who fell from the sky in his childhood memory appeared in his mind again, and Xie Youqian's eyes were filled with tears.

Bai Wu's face looked a little strange.

This monster is really weird.

"Show yourself so I can see you."

Behind Liu Yongshou's body, a phantom of a crab obediently emerged and looked at him pitifully, still without its claws as always.