After saying this, he paused for a moment, looked at Zhang Sui with a half-smile and said: "What's more, there are also heavenly merits and virtues. This kind of harvest is the most rare thing."

Zhang Sui heard this and laughed: "That's true. Although you can get a lot of merits from Shimmer Grass, they are only humane merits. People like Mr. Meng who teach the Tao to the human race can only get heavenly merits. This kind of merit can only be encountered but cannot be sought."

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There is also a record in my master’s sect, which is the beginning of the heaven’s merits and virtues and becoming a saint. I am also very envious of him!”

Mr. Meng stroked his beard, which turned from white to black, and smiled without saying a word.

Zhang Sui was moved in his mind and had an idea. He said to Mr. Meng: "Mr. Meng, why not change our Zhang family school into an academy, and let Mr. Zhang serve as the headmaster? On the one hand, he can teach the way of literary saints, and on the other hand, he can teach other talented people

The inheritor or sect interprets the classics.

In this way, the way of literary saints can be widely spread and attract people who have made achievements in the way of literary saints. I believe that the friends and old acquaintances of your husband should also be learned people. Why not invite him to come over and study and explore together, and learn from each other?

Confirm what you have learned.

It can also interpret classics, teach Taoism to other human races, strengthen the foundation of the human race to fight against the catastrophe of heaven and earth, expand connections, and gain the power of merit at the same time. What do you think, sir?"

After hearing Zhang Sui's words, Mr. Meng was very moved and thought for a while. With a strange light flashing in his eyes, he stared at Zhang Sui and said: "I came to your clan to serve as the head of the family clan, and it is also because I am grateful to your grandfather for visiting the thatched cottage three times and sincerely inviting me.

I have cultivated a lot of talents for the Zhang family in the past ten years. I originally thought that I would repay the favor and return to my hometown in the past two years to enjoy my old age.

But now that I have benefited from you and stepped into the door of cultivation, this cause and effect has become so involved that I cannot escape!"

Zhang Sui laughed and said, "Mr. Meng, you don't have to be like this. Even without me, with your years of practice and accumulation, you will eventually embark on this path of practice. I only played a small role in it."

I am not forcing you to stay in the Zhang Family School. What I just said is just a small suggestion. Whether you leave or stay, it is entirely up to you."

Mr. Meng laughed and said: "You have already said what you said. If I push back and hold you back, it will be too uncomfortable.

If you can gift me all the land in Junshan, how about I build a college here, invite old friends, and give your Zhang family a place in the college?"

Zhang Sui was overjoyed when he heard this. He stood up and bowed deeply, saying: "Sir, I have something to ask for, so I will do my best! I wonder where the name of the college is?"

Mr. Meng stood up and looked in the direction of Junshan and said: "Junshan, the place where gentlemen stand, is in line with my way of becoming a literary saint. The name of the academy should be called Junshan Academy!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Meng's whole body was filled with purple light, soaring into the sky and heading straight towards Junshan.

In the void, there seemed to be faint sounds of reading.

A scene that he had seen on his bedside and in books suddenly appeared in Zhang Sui's eyes. A large man was sitting on a high platform, with listeners all around. This was a scene of preaching!
Chapter completed!