A Man Whose Heart Is Not Content Is Like A Snake Trying To Swallow An Elephant

The Form and Will Fist manual was incomparably profound—even after it'd been translated and transmitted into Bei Feng's mind, it remained extremely difficult to comprehend. But at the very least, he could understand the words now.

The entire content of the Form and Will manual was seemingly carved into his mind, causing him to be unable to forget it even if he wanted to.

Su Bai and the rest finally awoke around noon. The first thing they smelled upon regaining consciousness was a thick herbal aroma.

"You're awake? I'll bring you something to eat right away," a young Daoist said as he bowed politely.

"Wait, Fellow Daoist, I want to convert, become a monk and learn cultivation!"

Su Bai hurriedly scrambled out of the bed. However, just that bit of movement felt somewhat jerky, as if he was a rusty robot.