Beasts become gods

Chapter 176 Feng Qinglie

【Feng Qinglie】

[Spiritual power level: Level 63]

[Talent: 8 Star Spirit Knot]

[Spiritual Knot 1: Hissing Wind Splitting Sky Eagle]

【Spiritual Knot 2: Chasing the Wind Dragon Horse】

[Spiritual Knot 3: Leper Owl]

[Spiritual Knot 4: Eclipse Wind and Moon Wolf]

[Spiritual Knot 5: Taotie Crazy Rhinoceros]

[Spiritual Knot 6: Wind Gazelle]

He turned out to be the godson of the city lord Feng Muyang. He had heard about it as early as when he was in Qiaojiabao. Although he had never had close contact with him, Qiao Bang still had an impression. Mainly because he heard from his servants that Feng Qinglie was abandoned in the Promir Mountains.

Feng Muyang, who happened to be a company commander in the army, led a group of soldiers up the mountain to capture an earth-type spirit beast for his son Feng Qingyang as a contracted spirit beast. When he found the orphan, there was an escaped sky eagle on the ground, so he took it back and recognized it as his godson.

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Unexpectedly, City Lord Feng’s godson did not have any experience in the army, but instead came to the academy to be an ancient Chinese characters teacher. It was really unimaginable.

Zhu Hankun repeatedly said something to Feng Qinglie, and Feng Qinglie laughed again and again. He touched Zhu Hankun's hair with his rough palms, which made Zhu Hankun extremely unhappy. He raised his hand and slapped Feng Qinglie's palm. After several slaps, Feng Qinglie let go of his "devil's claws" and let him go.

Zhu Hankun returned to his seat and waited for class.

At this time, there was no one else in the classroom except Qiao Bang and the four of them. The four of them sat down and remained silent. Qiao Bang stopped paying attention and tried his best not to meet Feng Qinglie's eyes. His identity should not be exposed when he went out, so as not to attract the risk of death.

Woe, just be content at the moment. Although I haven't met Feng Qinglie, I think if the relationship between Feng Muyang and Feng Qinglie is father and son, he must have mentioned that he was studying in the academy under the pseudonym Chopin.

Qiao Bang thought about the situation just now, and recalled what Feng Qinglie asked Zhu Hankun again, City Lord Zhu, did Zhu Hankun have a relative who was the Lord of the City?

I wanted to calm down and think, but I saw Feng Qinglie greeting the classmates who entered the classroom and saying a few words. This situation happened several times. With Feng Qinglie's ability to coax the children, Qiao Bang brought all the classmates to the classroom one by one.

Got to know each other again.

It turns out that most of the students in the key classes are children of high-ranking officials, even the innocent-looking Xu Dong.

There are no people with prominent family backgrounds in the classroom. Currently, Zhou Xin, Nie Xiaolong, and Jiang Shengping can be counted.

Feng Qinglie snapped his fingers, and a whirlwind in his hand slowly expanded outwards, gradually forming small streams of wind. He lightly snapped his fingers again, and the originally floating air masses on his palm turned into countless small winds, blowing towards everyone under the podium.

students swept.

Qiao Bang was wrapped in the airflow, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. The wind flow was not very fast. It followed his body and wandered back and forth on the surface, like a living thing. It quickly adjusted the flow speed according to Qiao Bang's breathing and breathing.

After a breath, the flow rate stabilized, slowly forming a wall of wind on Qiao Bang's body surface, and finally gradually dissipated, as if it had never appeared.

Qiao Bang was enveloped by this wind and felt comfortable all over his body. It was not the kind of comfort that comes after a full sleep, but the feeling of spitting out all the turbid air in the body, as if he was in a forest with abundant oxygen.

, my chest only feels happy and refreshing.

"Hello, fellow students, I am your ancient Chinese character teacher. My name is Feng Qinglie. I just released the wind spiritual method, which is the intermediate combination spiritual method Breath of Wind. I have adjusted your cardiopulmonary function for everyone. Everyone will take my class from now on.

You can enjoy fresh oxygen!”

The students under the podium did not react much. They were all immersed in an oxygen-rich state at this moment. Qiao Bang's most intuitive feeling was that his body was washed. It was the kind of washing from the inside out, which removed the dirt attached to the chest bit by bit.

Grind it and blow it out with the wind.

From Feng Qinglie's perspective, the students under the podium opened their mouths one by one, vomiting loudly, and their chests rose and fell.

After the students all regained their consciousness and stopped violently heaving, Feng Qinglie summoned the Leper Owl and let it fall on his shoulders. Feng Qinglie wore half of the armor and the other half of it was a close-fitting leather jacket, which highlighted his strong figure.

, the exaggerated abdominal muscle lines are looming with the pull of the leather jacket.

The Leper Owl grabbed Feng Qinglie's shoulder armor with one claw, which had a design that could be inserted into the claws. The Leper Owl kept swinging his head, twisting his head until his eyes were facing down and his mouth was facing up. He opened his mouth and spit out a small stream of air.

After spitting out the air, the leper owl turned his head, his eyes narrowed and there was no movement, and the other claw fell on the shoulder armor.

"Student Zhu Hankun, as the monitor of the key class, please come up to the stage to distribute textbooks. There is another classmate named Chopin. I heard that he is also in the key class, so please come on stage to help the monitor distribute textbooks."

Qiao Bang didn't expect that Feng Qinglie actually knew about him. His eyes briefly met with Feng Qinglie's. He seemed to have seen through his mind. He avoided his eyes and slowly stood up. He followed Zhu Hankun to the podium, picked up a thick stack of textbooks and handed them to the person sitting there.

Students in the first row are asked to pass to the back.

When Qiao Bang finished the distribution and was about to return to his seat, an extremely fine sound line came to his ears. It was a technique that was wrapped and transmitted to the ears with spiritual power, called forced sound line.

"Don't worry, the city lord has told you not to expose your identity. You can study with peace of mind. I am here to teach at the request of the city lord. I will take care of you in the academy. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me."

He paused slightly and listened to the whole explanation, then pretended to bend down to pick something up, then stood up and returned to his seat, staring at Feng Qinglie without changing his expression.

Having said that, he had nothing to doubt. Qiao Bang believed that what Feng Qinglie said was true, but he did not come to the academy just to take care of himself. He must also have his own mission, or his

Purpose.

As for the city lord's entrustment, Feng Qinglie's move can be judged as care, or it can be seen as supervising himself. He must go back to the house this week to pass the news to Tian Ye, who will word the letter back to the Southern Territory.

"Students, do you know why we need to learn ancient writing?"

All the students present looked blank, obviously they had never considered this issue. Feng Qinglie was not surprised. Seeing that the students were silent, he continued to explain.

"The ancient characters existed at the beginning of ancient human civilization and were designed and passed down by countless ancestors. Although we can no longer deduce the meaning and pronunciation of each character from the shape and outline of the ancient characters, the ancient characters are incomprehensible to spiritual warriors.

Missing tools.”

After saying that, I drew an ancient character on the wall. I drew it very hard, lest the strokes were not correct and would mislead the students to copy.

Then he summoned an illusory rhinoceros head from the spiritual knot with one hand, opened his mouth and took out a spiritual weapon. There were dense lines on the spiritual weapon. Feng Qinglie stretched his arm forward. Qiao Bang looked intently and saw the spiritual weapon blooming.

Weak fluorescence, the whole body shows a light green color.

"The ancient characters drawn on the blackboard have been studied by modern scholars in many ways, and they have reached a consensus. It is inferred that the meaning of the ancient characters is wind. If the ancient characters are carved on the spiritual weapon, the spiritual weapon will have the corresponding energy, and it can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and pour it into it.

, give full play to the effectiveness of ancient characters and enhance the power of spiritual weapons."

After saying that, Feng Qinglie turned one palm into a claw and grasped the spiritual weapon tightly, holding it firmly in his hand. His aura shone brightly and turned into several small wind whirlpools outside his palm. The whirlpool turned from transparent to turquoise, gradually deepening, to

Finally it was dyed a thick dark green.

The leper owl opened his eyes, opened his front beak and sucked the dark green whirlpool on the surface of the spiritual weapon into his mouth, spread his wings and closed his eyes comfortably.

It's just that he opened his wings too much. The moment he raised his wings, he hit Feng Qinglie hard on the back of his head. Feng Qinglie felt the pain and bowed slightly forward. If there wasn't a podium in front of him, he would have to move forward.

He staggered and made a fool of himself in front of the students.

Feng Qinglie quickly grabbed the spiritual weapon in his hand, stabilized his body, and cursed in his heart: "Silly bird, dumb bird!"

(End of chapter)