The woodcutter saint calmly accepted his worship and said: "I don't have many disciples, I used to be the Pope's crown prince, and the prince doesn't have to worship me as a teacher, so my official disciples are currently only you and your senior brother." Compared to your senior brother, you seem a little young, you really have to study hard. I'm not teaching you to learn badly, I'm just teaching you not to suffer. ”

Qin Mu blinked, some of them didn't look like a holy master, but like the old people of the old village.

"Holy Master, what is a saint?" Qin Mu asked.

"A saint is a state of mind. ”

When they came to the foot of this god-killing platform, the woodcutter saint looked at this sacred mountain, and said unhurriedly: "I once told you that there are three positions for sanctification, and there are three stands for sanctification. When these three are made, the state of mind will reach a lofty realm, and purely from the state of mind, no one can be defeated. A saint has words, and only with words can he establish education, educate sentient beings, preach and teach to solve doubts, break through thorns, and open up a smooth path. ”

Qin Mu was stunned, and said in a lost voice: "Establishing a religion, isn't it the founding of the Heavenly Saint Sect to preach?"

The woodcutter saint shook his head and said, "It's not a religion, it's a religion." Establishing a sect is to create a sect, which is too shallow, and when a sect is created, there will be a sectarian dispute, and if there is a sectarian dispute, there will be a verbal dispute, and the establishment of a sect will no longer exist. So, if you say that you are the leader of the Heavenly Saint Sect, I know that your senior brother's path is probably wrong. ”

Qin Mu's mind roared, and he suddenly remembered those Heavenly Saint Sect Masters who had stayed in the Xudu City, and he couldn't help but imagine that they were in tears.

They were proud of their identity as the Heavenly Saint Sect Master, but they didn't know that they were all wrong here at the woodcutter.

The woodcutter saint walked along this sacred mountain, and from time to time grabbed a huge stone, which was directly melted by his mana, turning into stone pillars covered with bulging patterns, and inserted at the foot of this sacred mountain in a wonderful formation.

"Establishing a religion is a religion. How to establish education? Open education, develop colleges, broaden talents, do practical things, study Taoism and magic powers, and use them for the daily use of the people. ”

He whispered softly, refining the teleportation stone pillar while saying to Qin Mu: "If the country is weak, then change the law to become strong in order to strengthen the country." ”

His refining techniques are no more clever than those of the mute, but he is also extremely fast, imprinting the runic culture of transmitting supernatural powers on the stone pillars.

"If the people are weak, they preach for the benefit of the people, so as to strengthen their people. ”

"If the soldiers are weak, then reform the weapons to strengthen the soldiers. ”

"If the gentleman is faint, he will admonish him, make a strong statement, and persuade the gentleman to change it. If you don't change, you will admonish you twice, and then you won't change it, and on the contrary, you will establish a new king. ”

"If there is no way in the sky, then change the law, and change the law to follow the world. If the sky does not change, then change the law to change the way, and then do not change, and cut down the sky to establish the way. ”

......

He whispered, and before he knew it, he had walked most of the way along the foot of the mountain.

Qin Mu listened attentively, and when the woodcutter sage finished saying his concept, Qin Mu suddenly said: "Holy Master, this sage's requirements are too high, I carefully think about all the people I have met and heard, no one can meet the sage's requirements. Can you do that yourself?"

The woodcutter saint stopped, and the mountain rocks in mid-air melted, forming stone pillars.

The woodcutter saint remained motionless, and the patterns on the stone pillars stopped evolving.

Qin Mu was uneasy, a little complaining that he was too talkative, he quietly looked up, only to see that the middle-aged man in woodcutter costume unconsciously burst into tears.

"I used to think I could do it. ”

The woodcutter saint's voice was a little hoarse, and he was sad: "I thought I could be a saint, and others also called me a saint. I thought that I could establish education, change the law to become strong, strengthen the imperial country, change the status quo of the weak people, let the people have great magical powers, change the weakness of the army, and let the soldiers have the power to establish the four frontiers and deter the barbarians. I also thought that I could keep the king from being mediocre, so that the heavens were not without a way, and I thought that I could make meritorious contributions and defeat decay...... In the last three points, I lost ......"

Boom.

The stone pillar that had not yet been refined fell to the ground and was inserted in the soil, and the woodcutter saint's right arm was on the pillar, his head buried in the crook of his elbow, and tears flowed down his face, not letting Qin Mu see his gaffe.

"I was defeated, I couldn't stop Kaihuang from going to Sanssouci Township, I made Jun faint. I was defeated, I thought I could change the law and change the way to change the way of heaven, but the heavens destroyed the Kaihuang Kingdom and buried the Kaihuang era. I lost, and I didn't make a merit in the last battle......"

"I'm defeated...... Qin Mu, I'm not the saint you're looking for, and I can't teach you, I'm just a loser......"

......

Qin Mu looked at him in a daze, and there was a feeling of empathy brewing in his chest.

When the woodcutter's reform was in full swing, the emperor suddenly retreated and established Sanssouci Township, without fighting against the water, so the woodcutter was depressed.

He watched Kaihuang retreat, watched the era of Kaihuang that he had worked so hard to establish disappear, watched his comrades-in-arms die fighting for the same idea, watched their heads being cut off and blood spraying on the familiar earth, watched those comrades-in-arms who were waiting for Kaihuang to come back and lead them to fight again grew old and died one by one, and watched the people of Li people in that era die out from generation to generation, and new people replace familiar faces.

The frustration and pain in his heart are unimaginable to others.

Qin Mu suddenly said loudly, "Holy Master, can you pass on your Saint's Way to me?"

The woodcutter saint wiped away the old tears with his elbow sleeve and turned his head to look at him. Qin Mu said excitedly: "I want to inherit your mantle, continue to walk, continue to change, if you are faint, you will cut down the king, and if there is no way, you will cut down the sky!"

The woodcutter saint looked indifferent, shook his head, and said, "You can't. ”

Qin Mu's blood was poured into his heart, he clenched his fists, and said angrily: "Why can't I?, Senior Brother's comprehension ability and comprehension ability are a little poor, I am not so stupid to comprehend the Litian Holy Sect!"

The woodcutter sage shook his head and said, "Your senior brother is a little stupid, a little stupid, but you are not much better. You tend to get hot, bury your head in the dust, and although you are cunning at times, you have no concentration. You have a detached temperament, you feel very new about everything, and you want to study it, although you have a city, but the city is not deep enough. Although you have faith, your faith is not stable enough, and your Dao heart is not strong enough to the point where mountains and rivers are easy and your heart does not change. You are not the material to be a saint, the least, and now you are not enough. ”

Qin Mu said loudly: "I can change, I can learn!"

"I can't wait. ”

The woodcutter smiled kindly, his voice softened, and said, "Good apprentice, I really can't wait that long. ”

Qin Mu was stunned.

The woodcutter saint continued to refine the stone pillar and walked forward.

Qin Mu followed him silently, watching him refine the teleportation pillars one by one.

After a long time, the woodcutter sage finally finished arranging, glanced at Qin Mu, who was a little depressed, and said with a smile: "Don't cry and mourn, if I didn't know you well, I would really be like that guy from the Black Tiger, thinking that your Dao heart is so bad." Let's go, let's go up the mountain. ”

The frustration on Qin Mu's face disappeared, and he followed him back to the peak of this god-slaying platform.

The woodcutter sage urged the teleportation formation, and the stone pillars shone brightly, and the runes imprinted in the stone pillars shone brightly, shining the rune imprints in mid-air, turning into strange and magnificent text patterns and symbols.

The symbols are connected in mid-air, whirling and spinning, turning faster and faster!

Even if an existence like a woodcutter wants to move this god-slaying platform, he needs to first turn his teleportation supernatural power into a formation, and use the power of the formation to teleport the god-slaying platform!

In the roar of the burst of light, the God Slayer roared up, spinning and flying along the light!

Qin Mu stood on this sacred mountain, looked back, and saw that the alien star was getting farther and farther away, and soon disappeared from his sight.

All around, there is an endless dark starry sky, desolate and desolate, and occasionally you can see tiny stars.

Qin Mu suddenly said, "Holy Master, I think there is someone with better qualifications and understanding than me, and he meets your conditions. I would like to introduce him to you. ”

The woodcutter saint was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "Okay." But you don't have to call me a holy teacher anymore, you just call me a teacher. ”

"Teacher. ”

A torrent of light burst down from Luofutian's sky and shone on the ground in front of one of Luofutian's altars.

The ground suddenly appeared under the illumination of the light flow, many incomparably complex rune marks, constantly changing, and then the light flow disappeared, and the huge and magnificent God Slaying Platform suddenly appeared!

The woodcutter stepped down from the slashing platform, and the big axe behind his back flew up, splitting a portal to the emperor's heaven: "You bring him to me." ”

Qin Mu bowed: "Yes, teacher." ”

Emperor day, leave the city.

Yankang National Teacher and a group of scholars from various colleges and universities in Yankang were designing spiritual soldiers for siege and large-scale battles, Qin Mu came over and said to Yankang National Teacher: "National Teacher, the woodcutter saint wants to see you." ”

Yankang Guoshi's body shook greatly, and he looked up at him, surprised and delighted.

When the two came to Luofutian, Yankang Guoshi looked up and looked at the tall and majestic altar, on which a middle-aged man in woodcutter costume was standing.

Yankang's national teacher was agitated, he straightened his clothes, and was about to go to the altar to ask for a meeting, when suddenly the loud voice of the woodcutter saint on the altar came like a bell: "Yankang's national teacher, I have three questions, answer these three questions, you can come to the altar to see me!

Master Yankang walked up the stone steps and walked to a third of the way, when suddenly the voice of the woodcutter saint came: "First ask your original intention!

Yankang National Master stopped and said loudly: "Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, open peace for all generations, and open peace for my original intention!"

On the top of the altar, the woodcutter saint was silent for a moment and said, "Go to the altar." ”

Master Yankang continued to climb upward, and when he reached two-thirds of the way, the voice of the woodcutter saint came down again: "Second question your Dao heart!

Yankang National Master stopped, his spirit was eternal, and his spirit was flying: "The original intention does not change, and the heart of the Tao is eternal!"

"Go to the altar!"

As the master continued to climb and was about to reach the top of the altar, the woodcutter sage asked, "The third question is, do you know that you will die because of this, and your reputation will be ruined because of this, so that future generations will forget you and even hate you? ”

"Yes. ”

Yankang Guoshi bowed: "Be willing to do it, be worthy of your heart, have no regrets." ”

The woodcutter sage smiled: "I have taught countless people, but I only accept two disciples, but neither of the two disciples has ever received my mantle and I have passed on the true inheritance, but they have blossomed outside the door." You come up. ”

Master Yankang ascended the last step to the top of this altar and faced the woodcutter saint.

When—

Behind the woodcutter saint, the big axe fell to the ground and stuck on the ground, and the woodcutter sat on the back of the axe, with a big golden sword, and put his hands on his knees: "You can apprentice." ”

Yankang Guoshi lifted his green shirt, knelt down, and said in a deep voice: "Jiangling Shizi, meet the teacher!"

Qin Mu looked up at the top of the altar and didn't feel tears wet his cheeks, he witnessed this inheritance of the saints who spanned the two eras of Kaihuang and Yankang.

The burden of a saint is handed over to the shoulders of the people of the next era from one era.

There were no thrilling scenes, no sentimental testimonials, but he was moved to tears.