In just a few days, the reputation of Hanmen Academy spread among ordinary people, especially the sentence "Heaven will descend on the people" resonated with hundreds of people, and they burst into tears.

In the past, they didn't have a choice, they just hoped that their children could learn martial arts or learn the means of making a living as soon as possible, and then have a capital to survive in this world.

After all, Guozijian is not a good place for those children of poor families who want to study.

But after the establishment of the Hanmen Academy, this idea has changed, perhaps, the Wensheng Daoist is also a feasible path for the children of the Hanmen.

Because of this, there are more and more students in Hanmen Academy, even to the point where a school can't fit it.

This also caused Qin Feng to talk almost from morning to night, and he didn't have time to rest at all.

Although he was very tired, Qin Feng was also very happy, and when he saw that those students were like sponges absorbing water, constantly absorbing knowledge, he felt that his efforts were worth it.

Of course, sometimes, he does not hold on, and let the students flip through the books on the college shelves and memorize them by themselves.

At night, Qin Feng, who had been busy all day, returned to the Qin Mansion.

Pushing open the window, he unfolded his divine sense and looked at the sky, and the white stars were a little more than he had seen before.

And there are many white stars inside, emitting a dazzling white light, which makes it difficult to look at directly.

The most surprising thing is that these white life stars don't even need him to use righteous qi to trigger them, so they automatically pull the qi machine and merge into the sea of gods to form a life star projection!

At this time, sporadic images flashed before his eyes like a slideshow.

Some of the women who were waiting at home wept with joy when they saw the man returning from the battle.

There are demon slayers who survived the battle against demons and ghosts, and they drink freely with their colleagues in the restaurant.

These are the people who have been blessed with gunpowder.

In addition to these, there are also poor students who go home and tell their parents about what they have learned today.

There is a young man who picks up the lamp at night and flips through the books borrowed from Hanmen Academy, with a happy smile on his face.

These are all students of Hanmen Academy.

Looking at these pictures, Qin Feng smiled with relief, he knew that everything he had done was not in vain.

Attracting the divine consciousness into the sea of gods, the sea of righteous clouds has covered the sky and the sun.

In the hundred years of the Spring and Autumn Period spent in the Xue Palace, although the passage of time was fake, the books he had read were real.

And the literary qi on those scrolls naturally merged into the sea of gods and transformed into a part of the sea of righteous clouds.

The trip to the school palace, although painful, made his mind firmer and his learning more extensive, all in all, it was obvious that the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

It's just that the illusion of the saint turned into white light and disappeared into his eyebrows, but it kept him at a loss in his heart.

Because until now, he hadn't found out where the white light was.

As for the scene of the gods and demons coming to the world in the school palace, as well as the picture of the saint coming to the sky, it has always made Qin Feng worried.

The words of the mysterious being in the cracks in the sky still echo in his ears.

"At the cost of his own life, the saint recast the seal of heaven and earth to prevent the existence above the sky from coming into the world.

But how long can this heaven and earth seal last, a hundred years, a thousand years?

If the seal is broken, and there are no saints left in the world today, who can stop the gods and demons, and who can fight against that terrifying existence?"

Perhaps, when that day comes, the end of the human race will come.

Qin Feng thought for a long time, and suddenly laughed at himself: "There are talents in the Jiang Shang generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

As the sage said, he is not the only one in this world.

Today's Daqian also has the Heavenly Prison National Teacher, the Town God Division, and the twelve god generals and thirty-six stars, as well as those soldiers who are not afraid of life and death.

There may not be a saint in it, but the Terrans are not completely hopeless."

"There are talents from all generations, each leading the way for hundreds of years, and I am deeply satisfied." empty

In the empty room, a voice suddenly sounded inexplicably.

Qin Feng was startled, and hurriedly stood up and looked around: "Who is it, who is talking?"

No one answered.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the voice always felt a little familiar to him, and the self-proclaimed "I", wasn't this exactly the same as the tone of the saint in the illusion of the school palace?

Qin Feng was a little incredulous, and whispered tentatively, "Sage, is it you?"

As soon as the words fell, a white phantom that could not be seen clearly manifested on the interrogation platform in Qin Feng's Divine Sea, and even dragged Qin Feng's divine sense into the Divine Sea.

The white phantom finger was pointed, and the surface of the question desk with a faint golden light was like a ripple in the water of a lake, and golden words jumped into the void.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations.

It's a little interesting, no wonder with your qualifications, you haven't stepped into the Wupin Haoran Realm for a long time, and your ambition is so grand."

Looking at this white phantom, Qin Feng was finally able to confirm that the saint had really sneaked into his body!

"Sage, you are not dead?"

"Saints? That's what posterity will call me? There are no saints in this world, and I am just a reader.

My body has long since turned into smoke, and what you see now is only a wisp of remnant soul, which will dissipate at any time."

Qin Feng was a little moved when he heard this, and in the scene of the school palace, he also clearly saw that for the sake of the human race, the saint voluntarily sacrificed, just to reinforce the seal of heaven and earth.

This kind of righteousness is very admirable.

"I thought the remnant soul would be sealed in the humble house forever until you appeared and took me away."

Humble House? It's that school palace.

It turns out that the so-called Wenbao manifestation theory is all imaginary, and the school palace is just the home of the saint.

"Is it because since ancient times, no one has passed the mental test of the Academy, so you have not been able to get out of it?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

"A test of mind?" The white phantom was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "I have been studying and introspecting in the humble house all the year round, and the breath on my body has been contaminated by the humble house, so that it has turned into a space treasure.

Studying there is like a dream, and for a hundred years, it is only a moment of effort in the outside world.

This is also so that future generations of scholars can enter my humble house and remember what I have learned in my life in a short period of time."

"Eh" Qin Feng's face froze, it turned out that this was the case!

Although the original intention of the saint is good, but a hundred years of loneliness, can only be accompanied by books, that kind of suffocation that is almost hopeless, how can ordinary people bear?

Tide, fortunately, my will is strong enough, and I didn't self-destruct my heart, otherwise it would be embarrassing Qin Feng secretly rejoiced.

"As for why my remnant soul was able to come out of the cold house with you, it was only because I sensed a familiar aura in you." The white phantom spoke again.

"Familiar breath?" Qin Feng didn't know why.

"It was your eyes that brought away my remnant."