The sudden news in Xie Yinjie's mouth shocked Fu You, and also made Su Mu silent, shocked in his heart.

The whole heaven and earth fell into a deathly silence at this time, like the sea of books circulating in the Milky Way and the stars in all directions, as if someone had pressed the pause button, and time stood still.

Su Mu rubbed his fingers unconsciously, the corners of his mouth widened, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Su Mu vaguely sensed that the harvest of this trip to the academy might be greater than he imagined!

It turns out that the original sage and Taoist ancestor actually didn't plan to write only a Taishang Sanyuan Heart Sutra, but also wanted to write a precedent for opening the world beyond the Taishang Sanyuan Heart Sutra?

These two people, how arrogant and amazing!

"This matter is a Confucian secret, I hope the two of you don't want to spread it."

Xie Yinjie looked at Su Mu and Fu You, although he knew that the two of them were not tongue-chewers, but he couldn't help but remind him, just because this matter was too important.

Even the Ninth Realm has been called the era of legends, and the clues that suddenly appear to be a higher level than the so-called "Immortal Realm", once this matter is leaked out, the consequences are unimaginable!

Under normal circumstances, this secret will be kept until he dies, and will not be revealed until the next president of Qinglu Academy takes over.

But now the situation has changed, and the true works of the saint who have not moved at all for nearly a thousand years have suddenly changed.

There is no doubt that these two young men in front of them are the ones who have been chosen by the saint's true deeds!

Although the saint died, the heroic righteousness left by the saint has been watching the world for thousands of years and protecting the human race for thousands of years, so the true works of the saint have changed now, Xie Yinjie will never think that this is just a simple coincidence!

It's just that what makes the saint's true deeds change is the float that he has given high hopes?

Or is it the young man of the Daogui Sword Sect who is full of suspicions and is a little unpredictable when he is a little unpredictable?

Xie Yinjie couldn't tell the difference, but he was sure of one thing.

Both of these men are young people who can be trusted in his eyes!

Trustworthy, that's enough, no need to get to the bottom of it!

"Understood!"

Su Mu and Fu Yu came back to their senses, and bowed their heads solemnly and responded in unison.

They have already grasped the importance of this matter from Xie Yinjie's words, and it is natural to keep it a secret.

Xie Yinjie, who was dressed in green clothes, nodded slightly, and his eyes turned to the bamboo slip in Su Mu's hand.

"No one knows why the sage and the Dao Ancestor were not satisfied after writing the Taishang Sanyuan Heart Sutra with all their might, and they actually wanted to write a book of exercises that could surpass the Taishang Sanyuan Heart Sutra in a short period of time." Xie Yinjie looked at Jin Guangzhujian's gaze in amazement, and his tone was full of confusion.

"But it is an indisputable fact that the saint and the Dao Ancestor thought so and did so."

Su Mu glanced down and asked, "So what is recorded here is the book of heaven written by the saint himself?" ”

Fu You's throat moved slightly, staring at the golden bamboo slip tightly, his heart was pounding, even when he was still a mortal realm, he participated in the entrance exam of Qinglu Academy, and he was not so nervous when he was waiting for the results in the end.

It's not that he can't be in a floating state of mind, it's really everything that happened during this period of time that gave him a huge spiritual impact!

Authentic works of saints? A stronger exercise than the Taishang Sanyuan Heart Sutra? Beings beyond the Ninth Realm?

Fu Yu felt that his brain was buzzing, and it was okay if he was not so excited that he fainted on the spot.

Even the sword shadow in Fuyu's body trembled uncontrollably, desperate to know everything.

It's just that to Su Mu and Fu You's surprise, in the face of Su Mu's inquiry, Xie Yinjie just shook his head indifferently and spoke:

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

"This matter has been passed down orally from generation to generation since a thousand years ago, and I am not without curiosity about this bamboo slip, and I am not the first person to want to find out." Xie Yinjie's eyes showed a trace of regret.

"But whether it is me or our predecessors, no matter what method we use, this bamboo slip will always be quiet, and there is no reaction to everything in the outside world."

"So when it comes to bamboo slips, I probably don't even know as much as the two of you."

Hearing this, Fu Yu's expression moved, and he quietly glanced at Su Mu, who had a flat expression beside him.

If he was not mistaken, the reason why this bamboo slip changed just now was entirely because Su Mu took out something just now, and these things happened after that thing and the bamboo slip were fused together.

However, Fu Yu just chose to remain silent and did not tell the truth.

Just as the teacher believed in the two of them, he also believed in Su Mu.

It's just that Fu You's small action didn't hide from Xie Yinjie's eyes, and he also realized the main reason for this change from Fu You's action...... Probably from Su Mu?

Su Mu held the bamboo slip in his hand, the light on the bamboo slip had not completely dissipated, and the golden handwriting was not clear, and it seemed that it would take a little time.

"Can you please tell us about the saint and the Book of Heaven?" Su Mu looked up.

What he wants to know most now is whether the "Book of Heaven" in Xie Yinjie's mouth is the same thing as the fragments of the Book of Heaven he collected.

Su Muyi believes that there is no absolute coincidence in the world!

Xie Yinjie didn't intend to hide it, smiled gently, and nodded: "Yes." ”

"However, about the matter of saints and heavenly books, in fact, what has been handed down since ancient times is only a few words, not in detail."

"In general, there are only two pieces, among which the saint and the Taoist ancestor want to write a classic that surpasses the Taishang Sanyuan Heart Sutra, and you already know this."

"And the second thing is that the saint and the Dao Ancestor wrote the Book of Heaven but failed, and since then, the sage has dispersed the origin of Haoran and saved the human race, and the Dao Ancestor is still missing."

"Failed ......"

Unexpected, and reasonable answers, Fu Yu regretted in his heart.

Fu You's admiration for the saint and that Dao Ancestor was already extremely high in his heart, even if it was unheard of, if he wanted to surpass the tenth realm of the Taishang Three-Yuan Heart Sutra, he felt that it might be possible.

But reason told Fu Yu that if those two really succeeded, the saint would not choose to scatter the Haoran origin to save Kyushu.

It's just that when he really heard this answer, he was still a little panicked in his heart, and he felt deep regret for the saint.

Su Mu's thoughts were surging in his mind, according to Xie Yinjie, the other party didn't seem to know about the fact that the Dao Ancestor Immortal Yin had also dispersed his origin?

It is easy to save the world, not to mention that the land of Kyushu at that time was devastated because of the war, and it was far from being a saint who could completely make up for it, so the saint chose to leave the Xia Immortal Dynasty at that time!

Since the origin of the scattered Haoran, at the cost of its own fall, it helped the Xia Immortal Dynasty to come into the world in advance, bringing a thousand years of peace to Kyushu!

But after the sacrifice of the saint, Kyushu was already in the stage of recuperation, why did the Dao Ancestor disperse his origin?

Su Mu has never understood this matter, and originally wanted to find out something from Xie Yinjie, but now it seems that it may not be possible.

"But if the saint and the Dao Ancestor fail, then here is the ......"

Su Mu held up the golden light gradually dimmed, and the handwriting gradually became clear.

Fu Yu was stunned, but also suddenly: "That's right, then what will be recorded here?" ”

Xie Yinjie was silent for a moment and then spoke: "According to my inference, I suspect that this is actually the Heavenly Book that the saint and the Dao Ancestor are putting together, but there is no way to completely perfect it, so I can only give up the Book of Heaven!" ”

"Since the saint and the Dao Ancestor chose this path, then they must have some ideas, but judging from the results, they should have failed, but failure does not mean that there is no gain, so I guess the saint recorded all their gains in this bamboo slip."

Su Mu raised his eyebrows, there is indeed this possibility!

"Thank you, senior, the content of this bamboo slip ...... Can I watch it? ”

When Xie Yinjie didn't come, Su Mu definitely wouldn't ask more, and just read it without saying a word.

But now that the head of Confucianism is in person, this bamboo slip is the treasure of Confucianism after all, and Su Mu feels that the surface still needs to be pretended.

"Of course, the saint chose you, so naturally I don't have any opinions." Xie Yinjie smiled and agreed calmly.

"Thank you, senior!"

Su Mu took a deep breath, and then slowly unfolded the bamboo slip in front of Fu You and Xie Yinjie.

The golden light is like the first ray of sunlight on the horizon, gradually emerging from the bamboo slips, the light is not bright, but there is a strange sense of warmth, which makes people look at the past as if the warm sun is blowing on their faces.

And when the bamboo slips were completely unfolded and the handwriting was completely revealed, Su Mu, Fu You, Xie Yinjie, as well as the crows in the small world of the sword and the sword shadow on the collar platform, the five eyes gathered on the bamboo slips at the same time, wanting to get a glimpse!

The golden font is as chic as a star, the gesture is sparse and simple, there is no trace of an axe and chisel, and at a glance there are thousands of weather, as if there is a picture scroll containing a whole world slowly unfolding in front of your eyes!

It's just that when the golden font followed the gaze and was reflected in Su Mu's pupils, one of the words "Jie" suddenly brightened!

Confucian monks, words follow the law, not only the words of the mouth, but also the words of the pen!

Just like the small world of Su Mu's sword, the word saint is a realm!

Su Mu did not resist, and let this word pull a wisp of his divine thought into it.

A gentle breath of wind blew from all sides, blowing the green shirt on Su Mu's body and the black hair on Su Mu's sideburns.

The birds are crisp and pleasant, and the floral fragrance gently brushes through the tip of the nose.

Su Mu raised his head and looked around in front of him, the Xian Xuan Xue Palace where he was before had disappeared for some time, and was replaced by the spring scene of the grass growing and the warbler flying.

and a middle-aged scholar standing on the edge of the cliff, with fluttering sleeves, wearing a scarf, standing tall as a pine, and a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

The mysterious reader has an ordinary face, an ordinary face, the type that can no longer be found when you walk into the street crowd.

The scholar looks younger than Xie Yinjie, obviously a scholar, but he is eight feet tall and strong, taller than Su Mu.

If it weren't for the real grandeur, it would be hard for people to associate it with a reader.

However, Su Mu looked at it and felt that the other party was a little inexplicably similar to Fu Yu.

Of course, Su Mu didn't mean that these two people looked quite mediocre, after all, no matter how handsome they were, they were not as handsome as he was, but Su Mu felt that these two were somewhat similar in terms of the temperament of their backs.

The reader with his back to Su Mu seemed to notice Su Mu's arrival, and the mysterious reader smiled gently at Su Mu, and then waved his sleeves casually, and the sea of clouds halfway up the mountain was turned left and right, half turned into a teapot, and half turned into a teacup.

The teapot tilted, the tea was put into the cup, and it flew staggering to Su Mu.

The mysterious scholar held another cup of tea, raised his glass to Su Mu and smiled: "There are friends from afar, please!" ”

Su Mu was not polite, picked up the teacup and drank it all.

After drinking it all in one gulp, Su Mu closed his eyes and smashed his mouth, reminiscing about a little bitterness and sweetness between his lips and teeth, as well as a little ethereal like a cloud.

"It's delicious......"

Su Mu opened his eyes, looked at the empty teacup in his hand, and smiled at the mysterious reader: "I won the lottery, it's another cup." ”

Although the mysterious reader didn't understand Su Mu's strange words, he could also hear Su Mu's meaning, and he smiled and poured tea for Su Mu.

Su Mu drank it all again, and it was still the feeling of just tasting it for the first time, and it was still as amazing as ever.

"Whew, I'm full."

Su Mu patted his stomach and looked at the reader with a satisfied expression.

"I don't know what the seniors call them?"

The mysterious scholar looked at Su Mu's current posture and smiled helplessly: "It is the same ninth realm, how can there be any seniors and juniors?" It's just that they are all walkers on the road of the Great Road, but if you find it troublesome, just call me Master. ”

However, Su Mu still bowed his hands respectfully, with a respectful expression: "Hearing that there is a precedence, I think it should be called a senior, and the younger generation is still practicing the Taishang Sanyuan Heart Sutra written by the seniors." ”

"And the seniors scattered the origin of the feat to save the common people, the younger generations think they can't do it, but they admire the behavior of the seniors!"

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In this place, the people who can appear here, Su Mu can guess who this person is with his feet.

The holy teacher of Confucianism, opened up the way of Confucian cultivation, known as the "saint of Tianzhong", and made friends with the Taoist ancestors!

Write the Taishang Sanyuan Heart Sutra, so that people with qualifications in the human race can practice, and everyone is like a dragon!

If it was Su Mu, Su Mu felt that he was more like the kind of person who would pick up a sword and cut the demon clan to pieces, and this was completely for the sake of Su Mu's two lives.

As for how to recover the Terran world in the future, how to calm down the devastation in Kyushu, how to save the Terran race, and how to develop the Terran race so that the Terran can recuperate, these Su Mu will not think about it.

As long as Su Mu and this world do not have enough bonds, Su Mu is too lazy to care about the life and death of the human race.

Sacrificing himself to save the common people, Su Mu will not do it in vain!

It's just that although Su Mu won't do this, this doesn't prevent Su Mu from admiring people who can do this!

And no matter how you say that the Taishang Sanyuan Heart Sutra he is cultivating now is written by the person in front of him, it can be regarded as having the grace of preaching and teaching, Su Mu is not a person who does not know how to be grateful.

"Self-dispersion of the origin?"

Hearing Su Mu say this, the mysterious reader was obviously stunned, and then seemed to understand something, and sighed: "I see, they finally chose this path......

Sensing Su Mu's puzzled eyes, the master opened his mouth and smiled: "What remains in this bamboo slip is just a wisp of divine consciousness that I didn't write down until I wrote the bamboo slip, and I don't know anything about what happened after leaving this wisp of divine consciousness." ”

"Is that so?"

Su Mu nodded, this is normal, just like the Dream Sword Monarch Qu Yu in the dream realm, this is also the case.

But then Su Mu came back to his senses, and arched his hand to the master with a serious expression: "The junior has some questions, I hope the master can solve the doubts, and the junior is grateful!" ”

There are too many questions that Su Mu wants to ask, and now he can actually touch a wisp of divine consciousness left by the saint, even if he doesn't know what happened later, Su Mu still wants to ask.

It's just that before Su Mu could speak, the master waved his hand to stop Su Mu: "What you want to ask, I know, but I can't say." ”

"Why?" Su Mu frowned.

Some things can be explained clearly in a sentence or two, but they have to cause more trouble, so he doesn't like this kind of pretentious riddler.

As if sensing Su Mu's dissatisfaction, the master stretched out his hand a little, and a chessboard appeared, with black and white twins on top like yin and yang double fish.

"Have you ever played Go?"

Su Mu nodded: "Reluctantly." ”

"A friend of mine once said that playing chess is a game!" Nineteen ways of vertical and horizontal, there is no heavy game through the ages', the inside of the board is chess, and the outside of the board is also chess, your eyes, movements, gaze, these every move is part of the game of chess. ”

The master put his fingers together and moved the pieces on the board at will, while still speaking.

After a while, Bai Zi was stuck on the chessboard, and Kuroko was like a black dragon with a monstrous demonic flame, eyeing Bai Zi and wanting to annex it in one fell swoop!

The master pointed to the chess game and asked Su Mu with a smile: "What can you see?" ”

Su Mu glanced at it twice, he was really not modest, and his understanding of Go was just getting started.

"White is going to lose."

"Hahaha!" The Master laughed. "Look at it again?"

I saw that the master moved a few more chess pieces along the situation, the white son is weaker, and the black son is stronger!

Baizi is only one step away from losing all the games!

But looking at the chess game that was a hundred times more dangerous than just now, Su Mu at this time did not insist that the white chess would lose, because he seemed to see a hint of a chance to kill from this Jedi?

Su Mu really doesn't know chess, but there is also a sword in the way of the sword, as long as the chessboard is turned into a sword fight, then Su Mu is the world's national player, so Su Mu can see a clue from this game that must be lost!

But after all, chess and kendo are still very different, and Su Mu is not very sure if that slightest anti-killing opportunity will work.

Carefully observing and deducing the chess game, Su Mu was suddenly stunned, frowned, and looked up at the master.

"It's ......"

If Su Mu is not mistaken, this white chess piece is deliberately setting up a game with his body, in order to put it to death and survive!

Born to die!

It's just that before the chance to achieve the lore, even Su Mu didn't see anything abnormal!

It's a chess game, a game!

And the person who holds the child at both ends of the chessboard, the status and identity are absolutely extraordinary!

The master smiled and agreed with Su Mu's conjecture: "This is a chess game that can only be played once, and before the opponent is completely besieged, the slightest abnormality cannot be shown, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but if you want to know, you can only see it yourself." ”

After saying this, the master looked Su Mu up and down, and asked with a smile, "Have you found that thing?" ”

Su Mu was stunned for a moment, realizing that what the master said might be "a fragment of the Book of Heaven"?

Does that mean that these two "heavenly books" are indeed one? Thinking of the metaphor of the previous chess game, Su Mu took a deep breath and felt as if he had stepped into a game that spanned thousands of years.

The one who holds the son is undoubtedly the master, and there may be the Taoist ancestor?

And what about the other side?

Who is qualified to play against Master and Daozu?

Since it is a game, why did the Master and the Dao Ancestor disperse their origins?

A series of questions made Su Mu feel a little irritable, so he hated the Riddler.

"What's going on with these fragments?"

"Because I couldn't say it, I tried to write it down and pass it on to those who came after me, but I couldn't write it completely, so I tore it into pieces and hid it." The master laughed.

"Can you use it so tightly?"

Su Mu is really puzzled, what is the situation that even a saint can't say or write?

The master withdrew his smile and glanced at Su Mu deeply: "It must be so strict." ”

"Find those fragments and collect all the heavenly books, it will be the ultimate chance of this chess game, and it will also be the end of the millennium, you will know everything at the same time, and you will also reach the Taishang!"

"Taishang?"

The master smiled and nodded: "Whether it is Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism or physical sword cultivation, as long as you reach the tenth realm, it is the Taishang realm!" ”

"Wait, didn't the current generation of Qinglu Academy dean say that you and Dao Ancestor's predecessors failed in writing the Book of Heaven? What's going on in the Taishang Realm? ”

Hearing Su Mu's doubts, the master only smiled slightly.

"Who says we've failed? Taishang Kaitian Avenue Book, simple is called Tianshu. ”

Su Mu was stunned, there was no failure? Is that a success?

Therefore, this Taishang Open Heaven Dao Book can really allow monks to reach the tenth realm that has never appeared even in legends and only exists in the words of the saints?

"Your age, your cultivation is enough to prove that your talent in cultivation is far beyond anyone in ancient and modern times, even that old man of the Dao has to be impressed when he sees it." The master looked at Su Mu with bright eyes.

"You're the last one, and you're the one who breaks the game!"

"Listen, I didn't say I was going to help you, I'm very afraid of trouble, and collecting the fragments of this book is just a matter of interest, I didn't think about it so much at the time."

Seeing that the master was about to give him some important task, Su Mu immediately waved his hand and paused.

Although Su Mu respects this saint, it does not mean that Su Mu is willing to be used as a gunman.

The master froze, scratching his head in distress, and tried to speak: "Don't you want to reach the Taishang Realm?" ”

"Why did I arrive at the Taishang Realm?" Su Mu asked rhetorically.

"Why do you say ......"

The master smiled bitterly, the words of the sage, who were in charge of the world, were actually stopped by Su Mu's rhetorical question.

"Although I'm really curious about the Taishang Realm, I'm also invincible in the world now, and the Taishang Realm has just become a little more invincible, so the improvement of the realm is not very useful to me, right?" Su Mu spread his hands and smiled.

"Moreover, I don't think I have to rely on the Taishang Open Heaven Dao Book to reach the Taishang Realm."

Su Mu's tone was flat, there was no arrogance, only self-confidence.

This master only realized that his talent was very strong, even stronger than that Dao Ancestor, but the master had no way of knowing how strong his talent really was.

But Su Mu vaguely realized that he was actually heading straight towards a higher mountain peak now, but he didn't know that the peak was called Taishang Realm before.

So even without any help from the Taishang Open Heaven Dao Book, he would have successfully arrived one day in the future.

The master laughed and cried, it was unheard of that there were such strange monks.

"I'm just a wisp of consciousness now, and I don't have anything else on my body, only this 'Spring Drunk Wake Up and Sleep' Spring Drunk Mark can still be handled, you see......"

Seeing that the master took out a small and delicate copper seal from his sleeve, but the aura was extremely extraordinary, Su Mu's eyes suddenly lit up.

I have heard the name of "Taoist Instrument" for a long time, and today I can be regarded as seeing it, and I am worthy of being a saint, and I will know if there is one as soon as I make a move.

With the blessing of the power of merit and the hidden righteousness, this small mark can easily suppress the mountains without much effort, right?

And repression is only the most superficial usage, the more subtle......

"Ahem! Master, you are now out of sight! ”

Su Mu coughed dryly and said righteously.

The saint slammed his mouth, glanced at the already empty palm, and the young man who was playing with the spring drunken seal.

"But your actions don't look like you're out of sight......"

It's just that Su Mu is just playing with the spring drunk seal, and there is no sign of agreeing, which makes the master a little puzzled.

Could it be that he has lost his eyes?

It shouldn't be......

The fragments of the book that day were written by him, and there was his breath on them.

When he didn't see him, he met Su Mu, and the breath on the broken pages of the book that day would naturally follow him.

And he also knew from the breath on the fragments of the Heavenly Book that Su Mu had learned some things from the Daogui Sword Sect Library to the current Qinglu Academy, although it was not much, it was enough for him to judge the character of this young man.

A gentleman is virtuous, although this young man is not a gentleman, but he is by no means a villain! More of them, like casual people.

Seeing that the master was frowning and puzzled, Su Mu sighed: Sure enough, reading will make people stupid?

"Master, you don't look like a scholar at all, didn't you say that you have friends from afar? Is it hard to ask a friend for a favor? ”

Looking at Su Mu's eyes that were so clear that there were no impurities, the master was stunned, and then laughed heartily.

It's him who is confused!

"The old man also knows that this is just a thing outside his body, but this matter is just a request from the old man, I wonder if Xiaoyou can help?"

The master clenched his hands into fists and looked at Su Mu with a smile in his eyes.

And Su Mu also smiled slightly, and bowed his head: "Don't worry, I helped with this favor!" ”

Su Kyushu's last conscience, arch fire master, music man, curtain, has always eaten soft rather than hard!

"Ahem, since it's a friend, then this spring drunk seal ......" The master glanced at the copper seal in Su Mu's hand.

This thing has been with him for a long time, and there are still feelings.

"Hahaha, the seniors laughed, how can the water spilled be taken back?" Su Mu laughed and passed the test.

"But in exchange, I'll give it to my seniors!"

Su Mu smiled lightly, and there was an extra wine jug in his hand, and there was a faint intoxicating fragrance of pear blossoms.

"I watched the drunkenness of the Broken String School Palace, and after thinking about it, I still gave it a pot of wine in the Taiping world today."

A pot of wine in the Taiping world?

There are thousands of years of peace hidden in the wine!

This is Su Mu's highest respect for the saint!

The master looked at the wine jug in Su Mu's hand, and there was indescribable happiness and relief in his eyes.

"Hahahaha, good! I will exchange this peaceful world with you! ”