Situ Xing's mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something. But an inexplicable force, like glue, made him unable to make a sound at all.

However, Situ did not intend to give up.

Rather, it is an extraordinary effort, trying to make its own primal voice from the depths of his throat.

"I'm going to say it!"

"I'm going to say it!"

Yelich and the others looked at Situ Xing with shocked faces, not knowing what shocking words he could say.

Confucianism has three stands: meritorious service, virtue, and speech.

What Situ has to do now is to make a statement.

As long as it is confirmed by the sage, Situ Xing's words will become holy words and will be passed down through the ages, and Situ will become a veritable Confucian saint.

However, it is not so easy to make a statement.

Only those who truly appreciate the true meaning of the Great Dao and truly appreciate the teachings of the saints can speak the wise words that are in line with the Holy Dao.

Although Situ Xing has many poems of Zhenguo circulating, there are also popular literary festivals such as "Guo Lingdingyang", which can be called holy articles.

However, he did not make a holy word.

Today, because of the understanding of the relationship between the way of the saints, Situ Xing had the opportunity to establish the holy word by chance.

However, opportunity is opportunity!

Whether you can grasp it or not depends on Situ punishing himself.

It is precisely in this way that everyone's eyes reveal anxiety and expectation.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Si Tuxing, you can definitely do it!"

Not only the people present, but even the Confucian scholars of Beijun all clenched their fists tightly, looking at the direction of Zhibei County expectantly, and those who were closer got up directly, or rode a BMW, or directly used the power of poetry to gather at the place of execution at an extraordinary speed.

They want to see with their own eyes that Situ Xing made the holy word, and they want to see Situ Xing become the new saint of Confucianism.

。。。

"Old man Fu!"

"The old man will not accept you for the rest of his life!"

"Because no matter whether you are learned or cultivated, you are not better than the old man!"

"However, when it comes to disciples, the old man has to be convinced!"

"Situ Xing this person, it is really a great opportunity, great perseverance, great wisdom... “

"Hey!"

Looking at the sky-filled culture gathering in Zhibei County, Huang Wenfeng sighed leisurely and said with envy on his face.

"Haha!"

"Haha!"

"The Word!"

"It turned out to be a holy word!"

Compared with Huang Wenfeng's restraint, Fu Juren's reaction was much more intense. I saw that the wrinkles on his face were stretched out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his mouth was even more open, making a sound almost like a wild laugh.

"The old man's disciple is about to make a holy word!"

"As long as he makes a holy word, he can be immortal!"

"As long as he makes the Word, even after thousands of years, his light will be as bright as the sun... “

Looking at Fu Juren, whose beard was constantly trembling, cocked, and laughing wildly with a gaffe on his face, Huang Wenfeng couldn't help but feel an unspeakable jealousy in his heart, and at the same time couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart!

Shit luck!

Fu Juren really didn't spend much effort on Situ Xing.

It can be said that he picked up a saint disciple for nothing.

Such luck, not shit luck, what is it...

"Haha!"

Looking at Huang Wenfeng's unconvinced eyes, the smile on Fu Juren's face became even bigger.

。。。

In the midst of all the anticipation and anticipation, Si Tuxing's mouth finally opened.

Ordinary, but indescribably imposing words burst out of his teeth.

"Set your heart for heaven and earth!"

Rumble!

As Situ Xing's mouth opened, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed color, and a red color impregnated the entire sky at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the deepest part of the sky, there is a huge heart, which begins to jump vigorously as the red spreads.

Peng!

Peng!

Peng!

Countless red fluids like blood were squeezed into the blood vessels as the huge heart beats. Form a vertical and horizontal, entangled network...

"It's!"

Countless people looked up and looked at the air with shocked faces, because of the appearance of this heart, the whole heaven and earth seemed to have life.

"Heaven and earth have life?"

However, more people still looked at the emaciated body with shocked eyes, but it was unusually straight, like a javelin. A prisoner full of indomitable spirit.

This sentence is too wicked, isn't it?

His first sentence changed the whole world with a new look, I don't know what other shocking words he has behind him?

With a sentence blurted out,

It was as if some kind of confinement had been broken, and the feeling of being difficult to speak suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Situ also took advantage of this time to read the second sentence aloud:

"Make a life for the people!"

"Make a life for the people!"

The momentum of the second sentence is even more powerful than the first sentence, as if countless people echoed it loudly, the mountains shook for it, and the waterfalls flowed backwards for it.

"It's!"

Countless Confucian disciples who were speeding towards Zhibei County subconsciously stopped and looked around with shocked faces.

The power of the Word of Punishment is too powerful!

Powerful makes them feel unbelievable!

Could it be that the Holy Dao of Situ Punishment's enlightenment was infinitely close to that of the ancient sages, otherwise how could there be such a big movement?

Not to mention them, even Hong Xuanji, who was far away in the Holy Mountain, had a look of shock on his face.

Although they are both saints, but because of the different holy paths they realize, their strength will be very different...

In the Middle Ages, there were hundreds of saints, and there were seventy-two saints in just one Confucian!

However, among so many saints, only a few were able to break through the void in the end.

The holy way that Hong Xuanji realized was "reason!"

Preserve the principles of heaven and destroy people's desires!

Originally, it was also a very powerful Dao, far surpassing ordinary saints.

Otherwise, he would not have become the contemporary head of Confucianism, let alone the Emperor Qian, and the Dream God Machine would be respected as the three great masters in the world.

But I don't know why?

Hong Xuanji actually had an unspeakable worry in his heart, as if Situ Xing's next words would definitely be earth-shattering, and might even shake his status in Confucianism.

But what should come will come eventually.

Whether he likes it or dislikes it, he has to face it...

Rumble!

There was an earth-shattering bang, but this time it was not heaven and earth that had changed, but the dragon qi that had existed in the air for millions of years.

The dragon spirit is the condensation of the people's hearts in the world, although it is called the dragon, but it is most appropriate to call it the people's spirit.

Situ Xing's second sentence has something to do with the people, and the dragon qi naturally reacts.

The people of Daqian, whether they are farming, resting, or chatting, all subconsciously stop their movements and raise their heads, because there seems to be a person in their hearts, who is saying loudly with an extremely solemn expression, making a life for the people!

"Serve the people!"

Although the vast majority of the people had never read poetry or books, and many of them did not know words at all, they understood the meaning of Situ Xing's message.

Countless people had red eyes, tears streaming down their faces, and their voices choked. Some people's eyes are shining, as if they have found the backbone.

As countless people slowly raised their right hands, white spots of light flew out of their palms, converging into a group in the air, converging into a stream, and finally converging into a vast river and lake...

The hearts of the people gather!

The people's hearts, which were originally very scattered, became cohesive because of Situ Xing's holy words.

The dragon on the top of Situ Xing's head has also become extremely lively because of the people's aspirations. . .