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

The weather is stuffy and irritable, and we urgently need a strong wind!

Bai Wu looked at the introduction of the Wind-Guiding Technique, and the magic power in his body outlined the inscriptions on the palm of his left hand along with the marks recorded in the book.

At the moment the inscription took shape, he stretched out his left hand out of the window and waved it gently towards the classroom.

...nothing happened.

"Pfft!"

Gu Feiyang, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You really believe it."

After saying this, he shook his head with the look of an experienced person and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he would not need to eat from this table, lest someone accuse him of eating and drinking for free.

Bai Wu frowned. He had drawn the inscriptions on the flow of mana correctly, so why couldn't he summon the wind?

He carefully observed the record of the Wind-Inducing Technique in this commonly used Taoist book. After reading it again, his eyes fell on the last sentence of a paragraph:

"The Taoist shouted: The wind is rising! The heaven and earth are filled with strong winds!"

A flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and he used his magic power to outline the inscription on the palm of his left hand again, much faster than the last time. Then he reached out of the window again, waved it gently, and whispered:

"Wind blows!"

"It's no use..."

Gu Feiyang opened his mouth to speak, not wanting Bai Wu to waste time on this illusory thing, but before he uttered two words, he suddenly heard a whistling sound in his ears.

The howling of the wind.

From far to near, like waves gradually rising.

His head, supported by his hands, twisted stiffly bit by bit as he looked out the window with a dull gaze.

He saw the shape of the wind.

"Woooo~!"

The originally calm air seemed to be fanned towards the classroom by someone with a palm-leaf fan.

The fallen leaves all over the sky flew up to the ground, joining the waves of wind. The new branches and leaves of more than a dozen camphor trees all bent towards the direction of the teaching building.

"Clatter, crash, crash!"

A strong wind is coming.

The raging wind and waves poured into the classroom through the open windows. The pages of books on the desks were constantly turning, as if the strong wind was also learning.

Some girls' long hair was blown all over the place, like beauties disheveled in the wind.

"Wow, this wind is so comfortable."

"It's so refreshing! This breeze came at the perfect time. I was so bored just now that I didn't even have the mood to memorize the lessons."

"Wuhu!"

The wind was blowing hard, and some students stood directly at the window, closed their eyes and enjoyed the baptism of the strong wind.

Students from other classes were also rejoicing. The strong wind not only visited this classroom, but also swept across the entire teaching building.

Gu Feiyang just stood there in a daze, with empty eyes, as if his soul had been taken away by the strong wind.

After a while, the wind stopped and a sound of regret was heard on the campus.

Gu Feiyang shuddered, his whole body trembling violently, like a frightened bird. His lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with pleading:

"Brother Wu, the wind just now was just a coincidence, right?"

"Yes, it's a coincidence."

Bai Wu nodded seriously.

Suddenly Gu Feiyang reacted and quickly changed his words:

"No, no, that wasn't a coincidence, right? You were the one who caused the wind, right?"

He widened his eyes with excitement and looked at the white fog eagerly.

This was the dream he had been pursuing throughout his childhood. Now that he could finally see it, how could he regard this strong wind as a prank played on him by heaven and earth?

It's just a table, at worst... just keep track of the accounts first.

Don't worry, a real man born between heaven and earth will not be a person who defaults on his debts.

"Wind blows."

Bai Wu said nothing more, stretched out his hand again, and summoned a strong wind.

A strong wind suddenly arose.

While everyone else in the classroom was surprised, Gu Feiyang looked at Bai Wu with shining eyes. In his eyes, his deskmate Bai Wu seemed to be covered with a layer of mysterious aura.

What kind of a remarkable person is my deskmate?

Could it be that the heir of some mysterious sect came down the mountain to the mortal world to look for his nine stunningly beautiful wives?

He did not hesitate. If not now, when?

Immediately, his expression was solemn, he clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice:

"If you don't mind, Yang is willing to be your foster father!"

As long as he can be taught Taoism, adoptive father doesn’t matter, he can be the ancestor. At night, he can go home directly, move the ancestral tablet slightly to the side, and put the white mist on it.

Unfortunately, Bai Wu shook his head and rejected his request.

Gu Feiyang's eyes dimmed. There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.

That's right, this is someone else's secret, how could it be easily passed on? He was overstepping his authority.

"It's not that I won't teach you, it's just that even if I teach you now, you won't be able to learn it."

Seeing his resentful look, Bai Wu couldn't help but laugh.

In his eyes, Gu Feiyang's body was too weak and his mental will had not reached a certain level, so it would be too difficult for him to practice inner alchemy.

The reason why he was able to master the inner alchemy method so quickly was largely due to the practice experience of the founder Zhang Sanfeng. Although he did not successfully embark on this path, the experience was there.

If it were the current Gu Feiyang, he probably wouldn’t even be able to feel the purple energy.

"Once you become a human, I will teach you how to practice Taoism. How about that? But don't tell anyone else."

Gu Feiyang was resurrected instantly, looking excited.

"Thank you for teaching me, foster father! I will never reveal a single word to anyone."

He suddenly felt passionate about the devilish training at the Qinglongfu base.

Although he has no resources for cultivation, although he has not yet tested his affinity with the life seed, and although his vitality has not yet reached 10 points, this cannot stop his yearning for Taoism.

In his heart, this is the power that truly belongs to the Xia people and is his spiritual belonging. This kind of power cannot be compared to that of the human body in any way.

After the excitement, he began to think about how to quickly enhance his vitality and obtain resources for cultivation.

This is related to his practice of Taoism!

Bai Wu smiled and revealed that teaching Gu Feiyang Taoism was not a spur-of-the-moment idea, but the result of careful consideration.

He wanted to explore whether he was too special or the cultivation method of this world was wrong.

Furthermore, the gods were coming with great force, and he also wanted to pass down a method of cultivation so that the Xia people could gain the power to resist the gods. They were brothers of the same blood and should never be abandoned.

At the same time, he had a hidden worry in his heart:

The flesh and blood of gods can be used to make potions for enhancing vitality and cultivating human bodies, but the system says that He is poisonous. So, is the cultivation of human bodies in this world the right path?

If this is the wrong path, there is a problem...

The cultivation method is a way out for the Xia people.

Gu Feiyang was the pioneer he chose, commonly known as the guinea pig.

After laying the groundwork for this matter, Bai Wu began a new day of study and completed the daily tasks issued by the system.

It seems that because he has passed the high school study, these three daily tasks no longer refresh the tasks of learning textbook knowledge, and instead require him to learn extracurricular knowledge.

For example, today's daily task 2 is to let him read classic literary works for one hour.

The moment he saw the task, many classics popped up in his mind: the landlady's poor academic performance, Teacher Bai who worked hard in school, the aunt who couldn't bear to see the boy suffer... He had definitely never seen these.

Finally, he chose a book about living, where no one was alive.

There are at least seven or eight copies of this book in their class, and almost everyone has read it.