For men, the greatest achievement is to be a marquis and a general, and if it goes further, it is to ascend the throne as an emperor.

The famous teachers do not value the throne, they want to become saints, so that all students can follow the path they conceive.

Changing others, and then changing the world, and making it what you like, is what the saints are looking for.

"Sun ......"

An Xinhui is used to becoming natural, and she wants to call Sun Mo's name again, but she can still only call one surname, which makes her very surprised: "You are now a sub-saint?"

"Hmm!"

Sun Mo nodded.

"What have you experienced in the Dark Continent?"

An Anhui asked, not only shocked Sun Mo's talent, but also distressed that he had made such great achievements at such a young age.

Great achievements often require efforts and hard work beyond ordinary people!

"There is no need to mention the past!"

Sun Mo smiled bitterly: "How is everything in the school?

"A few months before you left, Xiuxun lost her soul and was very decadent, I gave her a few months off, and now it's finally better, as for Ziyu, I can see that she wants to go back to Jixia School Palace, but she wants to see you as soon as you come back, so she has endured it and didn't leave. ”

An Xinhui sighed and couldn't help but glance at Sun Mo.

Everybody's an old girl.

You're responsible!

“......”

Sun Mo didn't know what to say, and was about to say goodbye and go to the Holy Gate, but the door of the office was slammed open.

"Sister Xinhui, Sun ...... Ahh

Gu Xiuxun looked anxious, and wanted to ask Sun Mo if he was back, but he bit his tongue halfway through the name.

"Xiuxun!"

Sun Mo was very embarrassed, he wanted to hug and shake M, but he didn't dare, after all, this was his fiancée in person.

Gu Xiuxun couldn't help but feel lovesick and hugged Sun Mo.

Even if I was beaten by Sister Xinhui, I admitted it.

"Sun ...... Where have you been?"

Gu Xiuxun burst into tears: "Do you know that I'm worried about you!"

"I'm sorry!"

Sun Mo patted Gu Xiuxun on the back.

An Xinhui sighed, shook her head imperceptibly, and looked away, but didn't see it.

"Sun ......"

Mei Ziyu also came, standing at the door, seeing this scene, he was embarrassed to come in again, but just looked at Gu Xiuxun enviously.

"Ziyu!"

Sun Mo greeted him, even more embarrassed.

Fortunately, Kyushu is a polygamous society, and if a man is shameless, he can marry a little girl, so Sun Mo doesn't have to be condemned legally or morally.

Of course, the premise is to be able to coordinate the relationship between all confidants, and don't let them fight and make a scandal.

"You...... Are you still leaving?"

Meiziyu's eyes were full of panic and pleading.

"I'm not leaving!"

Sun Mo let out a sigh: "I will be a good teacher, a good husband, and even a good father!"

Syllable!

Gu Xiuxun clenched her little fist and beat Sun Mo's chest: "Who wants to give you a child, you are amorous!"

"He didn't say to let you give birth!" Jin Mujie joked and walked in from outside: "Sun ...... Huh?"

Jin Mujie was stunned, and her mouth moved again, but she couldn't pronounce the words Sun Mo: "What the hell, why can't I call your name?"

"Huh, can't you either?"

Gu Xiuxun was stunned.

"Sun ...... You're not going to be a saint, are you?"

Murong Mingyue also came, and when she heard this, she couldn't help but look at Sun Mo in surprise.

She has a good impression of Sun Mo, but it hasn't reached the point where she doesn't marry him.

Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders and lifted the silent aura on his body, and a strange fragrance immediately diffused.

An Anhui and a few people, their spirits were lifted, and they only felt refreshed.

"Is it really Yasheng?"

Gu Xiuxun was stunned, and instinctively approached Sun Mo, sniffing his body like a puppy.

It smells so good!

Outside the office, the two famous teachers who were embarrassed to disturb Sun Mo and his confidantes to catch up with the old ones couldn't help but look at their heads at this time.

No way, the impact of this news is too great.

Sun Yasheng?

Cow Bo Yi!

"Fluke!"

Sun Mo is modest.

The aura of obscurity as a famous teacher is the benefit of Sun Mo after becoming a sub-saint, and he has an epiphany directly, without any difficulty.

Because Yasheng has its own natural body fragrance, it has the effect of refreshing and refreshing, if it is not shielded, then Yasheng will cause worship wherever he goes, which will lead to riots and disturb the people.

God directly gave Yasheng this aura, and it also made them understand that silent dedication is a nobler act.

"Sun ...... Yasheng, do you know that your modesty is very underwhelming now?"

Gu Xiuxun said and gave Sun Mo another punch.

Mei Ziyu nodded, also came over, and slapped Sun Mo's chest, which can be regarded as venting the bitterness of so many years, but he is reluctant to exert himself.

Jin Mujie looked at Sun Mo and couldn't help but think of the scene when she first met Sun Mo!

Who would have thought that at that time, a trainee teacher who was still thinking about hugging his thighs had already stood at a height beyond his reach!

Ay!

Regret not being at the beginning!

If you know that you are such a genius, let alone let you hug your thighs, you can lick your body at will, and you can even pose as you like!

It's a pity, to miss it is to miss it!

"You're all a saint, what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Gu Xiuxun grabbed Sun Mo's wrist and dragged him out: "Let's go to the Holy Gate and compete for the position of the master of the gate!"

Not only Gu Xiuxun, but everyone else was also excited and excited.

Before, after learning that the master of Su Taiqing's sect was missing, everyone was sad and a little excited, because there were also several saints and sub-saints in this school, and they were qualified to compete.

But after asking, even An Youyi, who is the most hopeful of winning the championship, is not interested in the position of the door master!

Not to mention Yang Shengren, Shi Yasheng, and Hu Yasheng, they are not here, otherwise they would not have stayed in places like the God of War Canyon and the Desperate Prison for hundreds of years.

This makes everyone very disappointed.

After all, the title of the master of the school, the high and powerful position, is the pinnacle of the famous teacher world, and the teachers and students of the school are looking forward to such a big man in this school!

I don't want to get the relationship glorified, I just want this glory.

Now, Sun Mo not only came back in time, but also as a saint.

"Fight!"

Jin Mujie gritted her teeth: "No matter what, you have to fight"

My best friend is actually qualified to stand at the top, even if I sell myself to raise money, I have to support him!

......

The people did not delay time, did not eat lunch, and hurried to the saint.

When he and An Xinhui and his party left, the two famous teachers couldn't hold it back, and quickly told their friends the big news that he was a sage, and then spread it more and more.

Soon, the whole school was shocked.

Dinner time, the first cafeteria, the third floor, the dining room dedicated to famous teachers.

"I said everyone, should we go to the Holy Gate to support Sun Yasheng?"

"It's useless, Sun ...... Sun Yasheng has no background, although he is now a sub-saint, how can he be compared with those who have accumulated years? The relationship that people have managed for so many years is not given in vain!"

"In the final analysis, the world of famous teachers is not only about strength!"

When those young famous teachers heard these inside scenes, their excited expressions also cooled down.

When it comes to that kind of top-level circle, each Yasheng is himself at the helm of a faction and a faction.

"Principal An can support Sun Yasheng!"

After a famous teacher finished speaking, he was rolled his eyes by everyone and despised him.

If Principal An was good to Sun Mo, he would not be dismissed from the position of vice principal, and Sun Mo and An Xinhui had not completed their marriage for a long time, if you want to say that there is no dirt in this, who will believe it?

"You say, Sun Yasheng is so good, what is Principal An's dissatisfaction with?"

People can't figure it out.

Anyway, if you change yourself, this kind of son-in-law is going to be decided!

Li Ziqi finished reading the chapter, stamped it with a jade seal, and did not rest under the service of the chamberlain, but returned to Zhongzhou School directly through the portal.

She also hopes to see the teacher as soon as he returns.

Sun Mo's former two maids were ordinary people who had no cultivation, so they were old and married, so now the villa is being cleaned by Li Ziqi himself.

She didn't want anyone else to touch the teacher's stuff.

After doing her daily cleaning work, she was about to go to the library, but as soon as she walked into the campus, a student rushed over.

"Teacher Li, Yasheng is back!"

The students all recognized this empress of the Tang Dynasty.

"Yasheng?"

Li Ziqi blinked, Hu Yasheng and Shi Yasheng didn't go out to lecture, right?

"It's Sun...... Sun Yasheng!"

There are student additions.

"Sun ...... You mean my teacher?"

Li Ziqi looked happy: "Where is he?"

"To the Holy Gate!"

Hearing these four words, Li Ziqi didn't delay any longer, turned around and rushed to the villa, and returned to the palace through the portal.

When the chamberlains saw His Majesty returning, they hurried to greet him.

"Prepare the horses, take out all my horses, hurry up, I'm going to the Holy Gate!"

The small purse went straight to the palace gate, and it was closer to the holy gate from Chang'an.

......

The Western Capital, the city where the Holy Gate is located, is now overcrowded with all major hotels and hotels, and some people continue to come.

These people are all famous teachers without exception.

Several sub-saints compete for the position of the master of the door, this is a rare event in hundreds of years, who doesn't want to watch it?

According to the convention, if you can't win or lose verbally, you can only compete with each other, and the winner is determined by strength.

Yasheng Competition?

How nice is that!

After dusk, the sky had already darkened, but the hall of the Holy Gate was still full of people, and more than a hundred bigwigs were sitting here, arguing endlessly.

The worst present is also a six-star.

It can be said that so many high-star masters have not appeared for hundreds of years.

"Zhou Yasheng is highly respected and full of glory, why not be the master of the door directly?"

Zhao Gang, a six-star famous teacher, had a rough voice and a question like a lion's roar, which directly suppressed everyone's discussion and noise.

"Six stars, stop talking!"

The eight-star famous teacher Ji Xiangdong came back directly.

"If you have something to say, what kind of reason is it to use stars to suppress people?"

"That's right, as if you didn't rise from a low star!"

"I think what Master Ji said is good, below seven stars, can you go out?"

"Then why don't you go out except for the saints?"

Everyone started arguing again.

This has been the norm for the past few days.

If in normal times, everyone must be courteous and respectful, and they are afraid of each other's face, but not today, if they support their boss to succeed in ascending to the throne, then it will be easier and more to ask for funds from the Holy Gate in the future, and they can speak loudly when they are outside.

"Ahem!"

An old man coughed twice, and immediately suppressed all his voices, and then he spoke: "Brother Zhou's achievements are undoubted, but in the matter of Li Ziqi, how can you say it?"

Everyone looked at the old man with a pang in their hearts.

His name is Chen Zhiming, and he is a sub-saint who is qualified to compete for the position of the master of the sect.

Unexpectedly, he finally couldn't help it and went down in person.

Zhou Yasheng's face was embarrassed, this matter had become a shame that he couldn't get rid of, and after he died, he would have to take it into the coffin.

Thinking of this situation, Zhou Yasheng couldn't wait to pick Sun Mo's skin.

"You can't say that, when Li Ziqi apprenticed back then, she was still too young, and no one could tell what her qualifications were!"

Ma Zai Zhao Gang took over the conversation in a timely manner, this kind of quarrel can't be justified by Zhou Yasheng himself, because it means losing: "Even if it is replaced by Sun Mo, it won't work, if it is more than a year later, Zhou Yasheng will naturally be okay!"

Huh, everyone!

Don't say it, this quibble really holds up!

But in fact, everyone understands that if Sun Mohui didn't have his eyes, Li Ziqi would be useless.

Looking at Li Ziqi's current achievements, it can be said that Zhou Yasheng almost ruined a genius.

"Everyone, Sun Mo's short-term character, everyone knows that he dares to scold Zhou Yasheng in the one-star assessment, if he knows that Brother Zhou has become the master of the door, I'm afraid he will make a big deal!"

Another Yasheng spoke, and his name was Gao Ning.

Everyone is a little big-headed, they are hungry for all kinds of good things in Sun Mo, and they really don't want to offend him.

"Yes, be careful!"

The only female sub-saint Fang Hong present also answered.

When she said this, the other Yasheng also began to follow along.

"These damn guys!"

Zhou Yasheng's expression remained unchanged, but he was about to die in his heart, he understood that these guys were going to kick themselves out first.

One less opponent counts as one.

"Noisy, are you annoying? For the sake of a door master, don't you feel ashamed to hurt your harmony like this?"

An old man in a wheelchair suddenly roared: "Since you can't fight for results, let's use your strength to speak!"

The crowd was silent and bowed their heads in response.

This old man's surname is Xu Chunbo, he is the oldest saint in Kyushu, he does not pursue fame and fortune, he does not even get married, and he takes teaching and educating people as his responsibility all his life.

Think about it, people don't even have children, live in ordinary tiled houses, eat three meals a day just coarse tea and light rice, wear sackcloth, and have been like a day for hundreds of years, what kind of noble character is this?

These Yasheng didn't dare to quarrel with him at all.

"Saint, Yasheng's skills, it's too ugly, right?"

Gao Ning smiled bitterly.

"Shame on the fart, you just want to win, and you don't want to lose face!"

Xu Chunbo's words revealed his thoughts.

In fact, everyone has come to this point, and they all cherish feathers very much, after all, fighting skills are learned by real talent, and once they lose, their reputation will be ruined.

This kind of loss is something that everyone doesn't want to bear.

"Okay, a few of our saints are in charge of this matter, who wants to compete for the position of the master of the door, raise your hand!"

Xu Chunbo is arbitrary.

Everyone looked at the several saints present, all of them were old gods, drinking tea quietly, without objections.

Also, when it comes to the realm of saints, it doesn't matter to them who is the master of the door, anyway, the benefits that should be given will not be less than a copper plate.

"Gan!"

Chen Zhiming saw that the fighting skills couldn't be avoided, and after cursing in his heart, he raised his right hand.

Seeing this, some of the sub-saints present were entangled, and some of them raised their hands decisively.

"It's a pity that Sun Mo is not here, and he is not a sub-saint, otherwise I would have seen a big drama!"

Li Wanjun, who was sitting in the corner, was very regretful.

Of course, the biggest regret is that he himself, because he is not a sub-saint, so even if he wants to sit in that seat, he is not qualified.

It's not even qualified to play.