In just a few days, the reputation of Hanmen Academy has spread among ordinary people. Especially the sentence "Heaven will give great responsibilities to these people" has resonated with countless people and shed tears.
In the past, they had no choice. They only hoped that their children could practice martial arts or learn how to make a living early, so that they would have the capital to survive in this world.
After all, the Imperial College is not a good place for those from poor families who want to study.
But after the establishment of the Poor School, this idea changed. Perhaps becoming a Wensheng Daoist is also a feasible path for the children of poor families.
Because of this, there are more and more students in the poor academies, to the point where they can no longer be accommodated in one school.
This also resulted in Qin Feng almost having to talk from morning till night, with no time to rest at all.
Although he was very tired, Qin Feng was also very happy. Seeing those students absorbing knowledge like sponges, he felt that all his efforts were worth it.
Of course, sometimes, he really couldn't hold on and asked students to read the books on the college's bookshelves and recite them by themselves.
At night, Qin Feng returned to Qin Mansion after a busy day.
I opened the window and looked at the sky with my consciousness. There were many more white life stars than I had seen before.
Moreover, there are many white life stars inside, which emit bright and dazzling white light, making it difficult to look directly at them.
The most surprising thing is that these white destiny stars do not even need him to use righteous energy to activate them, they automatically pull the energy and merge into the divine sea to form the projection of destiny stars!
At this time, sporadic images would flash before his eyes like a slideshow.
A woman waiting at home cried with joy when she saw a man returning from a war.
A demon-slayer who survived the battle against demons was drinking with his colleagues in a restaurant.
These people are all people who have been blessed by gunpowder.
In addition to these, there are also students from poor families who go home and tell their parents what they have learned today.
There was a young man who stayed up late at night and read through the books he borrowed from the Confucian Academy, with a happy smile on his face.
These are all students from the Poor Academy.
Looking at these pictures, Qin Feng smiled happily, knowing that everything he had done was not in vain.
Inciting the spiritual consciousness to enter the sea of spirits, the sea of righteous clouds has covered the sky and the sun.
During the hundreds of years he spent in the academy, although the passage of time was false, the books he had read were real.
And the literary energy on those books naturally merged into the sea of gods and transformed into a part of the sea of righteousness.
Although the trip to the academy was painful, it made him more determined and his knowledge became more extensive. All in all, the advantages obviously outweighed the disadvantages.
It's just that the phantom of the saint turned into white light and disappeared between his eyebrows, but it still made him feel unsure.
Because until now, he has not discovered where the white light is.
As for the scenes of gods and demons coming to the world and the scene of saints coming to heaven seen in the academy, Qin Feng has always been worried.
The words spoken by the mysterious being in the crack in the sky still echo in his ears.
"The saint recast the seal of heaven and earth at the cost of his own life to prevent the beings in the sky from coming to the world.
But how long can this seal of heaven and earth last? Hundreds, thousands of years?
If the seal is broken, there will be no saints in the world today, who can still stop the gods and demons, and who can still fight against that terrifying existence?"
Perhaps, when that day comes, the end of the human race will also come.
Qin Feng thought for a long time and suddenly laughed at himself: "There were talented people in the previous generation, and each of them led the way for hundreds of years.
As the saint said, there is not only one him in this world.
Today, Daqian also has the Tianjian Imperial Master, the God-Suppressing Siyu, twelve divine generals and thirty-six stars, as well as those soldiers who are not afraid of life and death.
Perhaps there is no one comparable to a saint here, but the human race is not completely hopeless."
"There are talented people from generation to generation who have been leading the way for hundreds of years, and they have won my heart." Kong Kong
Suddenly, there was an inexplicable sound in the empty room.
Qin Feng was startled and quickly stood up and looked around: "Who is it? Who is talking?"
No one answered.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The voice always felt familiar to him, and the self-proclaimed "I". Isn't this exactly the same as the tone of the saint in the illusion of the academy?
Qin Feng was in disbelief and asked in a low voice: "Sage, is it you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow with an unclear appearance appeared on the heart-asking platform in Qin Feng's divine sea, and also pulled Qin Feng's consciousness into the divine sea.
The white shadow pointed its finger, and the surface of the platform with a faint golden light was like ripples on the lake, and golden words jumped into the void.
"Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry on the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations.
It's interesting. No wonder with your qualifications, you have not yet entered the fifth-grade Haoran realm. It turns out that your ambition is so grand."
Looking at this white shadow, Qin Feng was finally able to confirm that the saint had indeed sneaked into his body!
"Saint, are you not dead?"
"Saint? That's what future generations call me? There are no saints in this world, and I'm just a scholar.
My body has long been turned into smoke, and what you see now is just a remnant soul that will dissipate at any time."
Qin Feng was a little moved when he heard this. In the scene of the academy, he could clearly see that for the sake of the human race, the saint voluntarily sacrificed his life, just to strengthen the seal of heaven and earth.
This kind of righteousness is extremely admirable.
"I originally thought that my remaining soul would be sealed in my humble home forever, until you appeared and took me away."
A humble abode? It’s the academy.
It turns out that the so-called theory of the manifestation of cultural treasures is all nonsense, and the academy is just the home of the saint.
"Is it because since ancient times, no one has been able to pass the mental test of the Academy, so you have been unable to come out?" Qin Feng asked curiously.
"A test of the will?" The white shadow was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "I have been studying and introspecting in my humble house all year round, and the aura on my body has been contaminated by the humble house, so that it turned into a spatial treasure.
Studying there is like a dream. A hundred years in it are only a moment to the outside world.
This is also so that future generations of scholars can enter my humble home and memorize what I have learned throughout my life in a short period of time.”
"Uh" Qin Feng's face froze, so it turns out that's what happened!
Although the original intention of the saint is good, how can ordinary people bear the suffocation feeling that is almost despair after being alone for a hundred years with only books as companions?
Qin Feng secretly felt lucky.
"As for why my remnant soul can leave my humble abode with you, it's just because I sensed a familiar aura on you." The white shadow spoke again.
"Familiar scent?" Qin Feng didn't know why.
"It was your eyes that took my remaining soul away."