Wang Xing knew that it was useless to think about these things, and taking every step ahead was the key.

"Teacher Fengyun Wuji, you only have one year of teaching in the college, which is extremely precious to our college. A month has passed, and you have a certain understanding of the situation of the college. Do you think the teaching is the most suitable for the current situation of the college?"

"Am I?"

Feng Yun Wuji was stunned. He thought Wang Xing had already made arrangements.

But since Wang Xing asked him to say that, he still had some ideas: "Talking in the way of preaching is like an open class at Earth Federal University. All students will come to listen to it. As for what they can learn, it depends on their personal luck."

"Okay." Wang Xing nodded. He actually thought this was more suitable.

Fengyun Wuji has strong strength and rich cultivation experience, so he will definitely not be a teacher to some people. This kind of public preaching can benefit everyone and ensure fairness.

"Since the dean also agrees, I will prepare now and strive to tell the students everything I know during the class time."

"It's been a labor."

Wang Xing said sincerely. He knew that this preaching was very laborious, but for the sake of the college, he still said: "It's tentatively set for four times. I hope that Teacher Fengyun Wuji can give lectures to the college four times."

Feng Yun Wuji pondered for a while, but finally agreed.

After Wang Xing returned, he began to improve his cosmic flow skills according to Feng Yun Wuji's statement.

The big explosion mode of cells in the past is definitely not working. Wang Xing imitated Sun Wukong's Saiyan transformation and divided it into three levels according to the speed of his cell burning.

First-level cells burn, their strength increases third-level, and they burn 30% of the divine body for one hour.

Second-level cells burn, increase their strength by level 5, burning 30% of the divine body for twenty minutes.

The third-level cell burns, the strength increases by level 7, burning 30% of the body, and the duration is six minutes.

Cells that exceed the third level burn, the time is shorter and their strength is improved more, but they are not controlled by Wang Xing.

So, there are only these third orders at present.

However, under normal circumstances, Wang Xing dares to turn on the first-level and second-level modes at most. The third-level harm is extremely great and cannot be used easily.

For example, this time, Wang Xing should have turned on the third level mode, his strength increased by seventh level, and he reached a half-step Emperor, but the consequence was that he would be busy repairing his body for a period of time, and it would be difficult for him to improve his cultivation.

The cultivation level that was about to break through to the fourth level of Creation Realm has obviously stagnated.

Secondly, Wang Xing sorted out his skills and divided them according to the weight and levels of the general skills.

Currently, Wang Xing is in the first stage of the world furnace and is the seventh level.

After finishing all this, Wang Xing was immersed in his dantian, and the god's arm and broken sword were still inside.

But now, his world furnace has not refined this arm.

"Even if the god dies, his body will not decay for billions of years. It will be extremely difficult for others to refine it."

Wang Xing murmured, knowing what was going on: "For the time being, first recover the flesh and blood lost by the burning cells this time, and then find a way to push the technique to the eighth level and reach the second stage of the world furnace. At that time, the furnace will be more powerful and may be able to refine this arm."

After planning all this, Wang Xing started practicing silently.

Three days later, the college announced the day when Feng Yun Wuji's first preaching was just one month later.

All students, whether junior high school students or elementary school students, can listen to Fengyun Wuji's preaching at that time.

In the academy, this incident became buzzing.

Many students think this is their own opportunity. If they can gain something while listening to the sermon and understand many of the principles of cultivation, they will definitely have a bright future in the future.

A month passed in a blink of an eye.

Wang Xing's body has recovered a lot in this month. On this day, he stopped practicing because he also had to listen to Feng Yun Wuji's preaching.

For him, this is also something that cannot be missed.

In the academy, a temple has been built long ago. It was built by Feng Yun Wuji himself and it is extremely mysterious.

Early in the morning, before dawn, many students came and wanted to seize a good position.

But something amazing happened. The entire temple is not just about sitting wherever you want. If you don’t have enough cultivation, you will not be able to reach the seat in front.

"This is the sixth row." Yu Dianbo said helplessly. He has the third level of the Zhouguang Realm, but he can't even enter the first three rows.

"Haha, see where I can sit." Yin Haojun's voice came, and he walked step by step towards the front and passed by Yu Dianbo, but he did not stop.

Yu Dianbo looked at Yin Haojun's back and cursed in his heart. This shameless guy was actually better than him. Is there any reason for it?

When he walked to the fourth row, Yin Haojun felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his back and could no longer move forward.

"No, I must sit in the third row."

Yin Haojun gritted his teeth, and his body was bent, his body was covered in sweat, but he still stepped over that step and reached the third row.

Sitting down, Yin Haojun took a deep breath, and all the pressure disappeared at this moment.

“The third row, that’s fine.”

Yin Haojun thought to himself that he had done his best.

But before his butt was hot, he saw a man sitting in front of him. This man turned out to be Zhang Xiaomeng, who hadn't seen for a long time.

Outside the college, many students are still coming quickly.

"You're free to come here too?" Su Yu was talking to someone who was Miao Zhenyu.

"How could I miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? To be honest, in order to come and listen to Teacher Fengyun Wuji's sermon, I used up all my rest time in the year." Miao Zhenyu smiled bitterly. This is the price of becoming the General Secretary of the Federation. There are no weekends or holidays. He is at work when others rest, and he is still at work when others are at work, busy from morning to night.

"Okay, but you have made great progress. I feel that during this term, you can cultivate to the realm of creation."

Su Yu pondered for a moment, wondering if this was considered comforting Miao Zhenyu: "Okay, everyone is grabbing seats there, let's try to see which row we can sit in."

Miao Zhenyu nodded: "You must be in the first row, I can't compete with you."

Around the dojo, many colleges recruit contract-based employees, and they are also looking forward to it at this moment.

They also wanted to listen to Fengyun Wuji's preaching, but because they were not students and teachers of the academy, they could only listen to the sermons at the outermost part of the temple and could not come in.
Chapter completed!