At a time when many great sages and scholars were fanatical.

The leader, the Great Benevolent Master, the Great Righteous Master and other great sages looked worried.

Although they knew that An Xiu was an extremely talented person who had already reached the unfathomable realm and would never be inferior to them. However, they did not expect that An Xiu would directly cross the realm of virtual saint to aspire to be the saint.

Bit.

The position of Xusheng is the most important thing in the world.

A saint may be the most important person in the world. Can An Xiu bear it?

"How can there be countless worlds?"

At this time, Daiyi's face became full of doubts. He glanced at Dairenzhu next to him and said: "According to records, in the era of various scholars, one saint was the most important person in the world. How come there are countless saints now? Is it because... of becoming a saint?

Is the road more difficult?"

"uncertain."

The Great Benevolent Master shook his head and said: "In the era of the various scholars, saints were divided into nine grades. The lower-grade saints are the most important person in the world. As for the upper-grade saints, there may be countless..."

"Um?"

The Righteous Master was stunned for a moment and then suddenly remembered, nodded and said: "That seems to be the case. Doesn't that mean that Zhishou is at least a third-level saint? However, it is too difficult to become a third-level saint. After all, this is not the era of Zhuzi.

Already."

The righteous person couldn't help but shook his head, worried and nervous, but he couldn't help but have unlimited expectations in his heart.

"It is indeed very difficult."

The Great Benevolent Lord nodded, hesitated and then said: "According to records, when our most holy ancestor became a saint, countless worlds appeared in the sky, too many to count. At first I didn't quite believe it, I thought it was...

"

"Who would believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?" The Righteous Master nodded and said, "One seat in the world is so heavy that no one can bear it, let alone countless seats."

"If you want to ascend to the holy throne, you must bear its weight."

The leader pondered for a moment and said.

And at this time.

Many great sages and scholars also reacted.

Becoming a saint is indeed Confucian and is a great joy for the world, but with so much pressure on the world, can Lord An bear it?

If you can't bear it...

"How come there are so many worlds in Lord An's body?" A great scholar wondered, "When he was first canonized as a saint, there was only one world. Even for a saint, there shouldn't be so many."

"good."

A scholar nodded, his face full of worry at this moment.

"According to historical records, the low-grade saints in the era of Zhuzi are just the most important people in the world. This means that the status of a virtual saint is actually equal to the low-grade saints in the era of Zhuzi. And now Master Anyuan

With so much of the world on his body, doesn’t it mean he might be a third-grade saint?”

"With so many people in the world, they must be saints of the third level."

Although he is worried, his heart is filled with anticipation and excitement. This is a third-grade saint.

"Among the scholars, there are only a handful of saints who are above the third rank." A great sage couldn't help but exclaimed, "If Lord An is promoted to be a saint of the third rank..."

"It's hard."

At this time, Daxian shook his head and said unoptimistically: "The world is weighing on me too much."

"Oh, indeed."

Another Daxian nodded.

If they are lower-level saints, they still have great confidence in An Xiu, but if they are lower-level saints, it is really difficult to reach third-level saints...

It's so difficult that it can make people despair.

Otherwise, why are there so few saints of the third level among the scholars?

"Although it is difficult to reach the third level, Lord An is not without a chance. After all, my Confucian School of Twenty-Seven Books has already collected all the holy bodies of Lord An."

At this moment, there is a great sage, but he has confidence in Anxiu, and thinks that there is a slight chance that he will be promoted to a third-level saint.

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this.

…

…

On the white mist-filled sky.

An Xiu still stood still, but his expression became very solemn, after all, he had so much weight on his body.

Even he can't bear it...

Under the pressure of the heavens.

The literary bones in his body continued to transform into holy bones, gradually becoming crystal clear and bursting with dazzling holy light.

It was like turning into a dazzling ball of light, making it difficult for students around to open their eyes.

One world was already very heavy, let alone countless ones, causing cracks to appear on the bones in his body that had just been transformed into holy bones.

Whether it's on the written bones or the sacred bones.

Cracks appeared like spider webs, covering all the literary bones and sacred bones in almost a few breaths.

At this moment, An Xiu clearly heard the crisp sound made by human bones and sacred bones.

Although it sounds like gold and jade, it sounds very beautiful.

but,

This is a broken bone.

At this time, even his Wen Palace was shaken, cracks appeared quickly, and it was about to collapse.

His expression changed slightly.

Click——

Click——

Literary bones and sacred bones fractured crazily.

The Wen Palace in the body was shaking violently, and the cracks that appeared were getting bigger and bigger, causing the majestic Wen Qi to leak out crazily.

Although there was no pain in his face, his eyes were very determined.

but.

Anyone can see it.

An Xiu was suffering tremendous pain at this moment, and it was clearly visible that layers of blood were seeping through his Confucian uniform.

It seemed like the muscles had been crushed.

Blood continued to seep out and drip from the sky.

This caused the faces of many great sages and scholars to change drastically, and each one of them looked extremely nervous and worried.

Even the leader, the benevolent master, the righteous master, etc.

No exception.

"well--"

The benevolent Lord sighed, it was too difficult.

He still couldn't figure out why there was so much worldliness in An Xiu? Isn't it bad to become a middle or lower sixth-grade saint?

Why do you want to become a third-level saint?

"It's difficult."

The righteous man sighed.

"This...may not be as simple as reaching the third level." The leader stared at the pale world and sighed with shock in his heart, "Master An may want to achieve the status of a top-level saint..."

The benevolent master and the righteous master were suddenly startled.

"Leader, what did you just say? Zhi Shou wants to attain the status of a top-grade saint?"

The Righteous Master lost his voice and couldn't believe it.

In the entire world, including Buddhism, Taoism, demons, etc., there are only three high-level saints, namely the Confucian sage, the Taoist, who is now the Supreme Immortal, and the Buddhist Mahavira.

These three people are existences that cannot be described in words.

Like the sky, the earth, the mountains, the sea, and things.

Like everything.

And now, An Xiu actually wants to become a top-level saint?
To be continued...