The woodcutter saint accepted his worship calmly and said: "I don't have many disciples. I used to be the disciples of the princes and princes. The princes and princes do not have to worship me as their disciples. Therefore, my official disciples are currently only you and your senior brother."
That's it. Compared to your senior brother, you seem a little green. You really need to study hard. I'm not teaching you to be bad, I'm just teaching you not to suffer."
Qin Mu blinked his eyes. Some of them didn't look like holy masters, but more like the old people from the disabled village.
"Saint Master, what is a saint?" Qin Mu asked.
"Sainthood is a state of mind."
They came to the foot of the God-Slaying Platform. The woodcutter saint looked at the sacred mountain and said calmly: "I once told you, Senior Brother, that there are three steps to becoming a saint: establishing words, teachings, and meritorious deeds, and becoming a saint. Once these three steps are completed,
The state of mind will reach a lofty state. Simply speaking from the perspective of state of mind, no one can rival it. The saint has words, and only with words can he establish enlightenment, educate all living beings, preach and teach, resolve doubts, break through thorns, and open a smooth path."
Qin Mu was startled and lost his voice: "Establishing a teaching? Isn't it the establishment of the Tiansheng Sect to preach?"
The woodcutter saint shook his head and said: "It is not to establish a religion, but to establish a religion. To establish a religion is to create a sect. It is too superficial. When a sect is established, there will be disputes among the sects. When there are disputes among the sects, there will be disputes over words. There will be no such thing as establishing a sect.
Isn’t that damaging your own foundation? So, if you say you are the leader of the Tiansheng Sect, I know that your senior brother’s path is probably wrong.”
There was a roar in Qin Mu's mind, and he suddenly thought of all the Heavenly Saint leaders who had stayed in Fengdu, and could not help imagining their faces bursting into tears.
They are proud of their status as the leader of Tiansheng, but they don't know that it is all wrong for the woodcutter.
The woodcutter saint walked along this sacred mountain, grabbing huge rocks from time to time. The boulders were directly melted by his magic power and turned into stone pillars covered with raised patterns, which were inserted at the foot of this sacred mountain in a wonderful formation.
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"Establishing education means establishing education. How to establish education? Open education, build colleges, expand talents, do practical things, study Taoism, Dharma and magical powers, and use them for the daily needs of the people."
He whispered softly, and while refining the teleportation stone pillar, he said to Qin Mu: "If the country is weak, then it will make changes to strengthen its country."
His refining technique was no better than that of Mute, but it was also extremely fast. He used the runes that conveyed magical powers as marks and imprinted them on the stone pillars.
"If the people are weak, preach the gospel to benefit the people and strengthen them."
"If your army is weak, reform your weapons to strengthen your army."
"If a ruler is ignorant, then he should remonstrate with him once, make a strong statement, and advise him to change. If the ruler does not change, he should remonstrate with him twice. If he does not change again, he will establish a new king."
"Heaven has no way, so if you change the way, change the way of heaven to conform to the world. If heaven does not change, then use the way of change to change the way. If you don't change, you will defy heaven and establish the way."
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He spoke in detail, and unknowingly he had walked more than half of the way along the foot of the mountain.
Qin Mu listened carefully and memorized it. When the woodcutter saint finished speaking his ideas, Qin Mu suddenly said: "Holy Master, this saint's requirements are too high. I carefully recalled all the people I met and heard, and no one
Able to meet the requirements of the saints. Can you do this yourself?"
The woodcutter saint stopped, and the rocks in the air melted, forming stone pillars.
The woodcutter saint remained motionless, and the patterns on the stone pillars also stopped evolving.
Qin Mu was uneasy and complained that he was too talkative. He quietly raised his head and saw that this middle-aged man dressed as a woodcutter had tears streaming down his face.
"I thought I could do it."
The woodcutter saint's voice was a little hoarse, and he was sad: "I thought I could be a saint, and others called me a saint. I thought I could establish education, change laws to become stronger, strengthen the founding empire, change the current situation of the people's weakness, and let the people have great prosperity.
My magical power can change the weakness of the soldiers, giving them the power to establish the four frontiers and frighten the barbarians. I thought I could make the king not stupid and the heaven not lawless. I thought I could make meritorious deeds and defeat corruption... On the last three points, I failed.
Already..."
Boom.
The unfinished stone pillar fell to the ground and was stuck in the soil. The woodcutter saint put his right arm on the pillar, buried his head in the crook of his elbow, and shed tears, not letting Qin Mu see his gaffe.
"I failed. I failed to stop Kaihuang from going to Wuyou Township. I made you stupid. I failed. I thought I could change my laws and ways to change the way of heaven. However, God destroyed Kaihuang's kingdom and ruined Kaihuang's kingdom.
In the Imperial Era, I was defeated, and I failed to make any contribution in the last battle..."
"I failed... Qin Mu, I am not the saint you are looking for, and I can't teach you. I am just a loser..."
…
Qin Mu looked at him blankly, feeling a feeling of empathy brewing in his chest.
When Woodcutter's reforms were at their most intense, Kaihuang suddenly withdrew and established Wuyou Township without a last-ditch fight, so Woodcutter became demoralized.
He watched the Kaihuang retreat, watched the Kaihuang era that he had worked so hard to build disappear, watched his comrades die fighting for the same idea, watched their heads be chopped off, and their blood sprayed on the familiar land.
Watching those comrades who had been waiting eagerly for the Emperor's return to lead them to fight one by one, grew old and died, and watched the common people of that era disappear from generation to generation, and familiar faces replaced by new ones.
The frustration and pain in his heart were unimaginable to others.
Qin Mu suddenly said loudly: "Saint Master, can you pass on your saint's way to me?"
The woodcutter saint wiped away his old tears with the crooked sleeves of his elbows and turned to look at him. Qin Mu said excitedly: "I want to inherit your mantle. Keep going and change. If you are ignorant, you will be defeated. There is no way in heaven.
Then attack the sky!"
The woodcutter saint looked indifferent, shook his head and said: "You can't do it."
Qin Mu's enthusiasm was poured out, and he clenched his fists and said angrily: "Why can't I do it? Senior brother's understanding ability is a bit poor. I am not that stupid to understand the Litian Holy Sect!"
The woodcutter saint shook his head and said: "Your senior brother is a little stupid, a little stupid, but you are not much better. You are easy to get hot-blooded and work recklessly. Although you are sometimes cunning, you have no concentration. You have a quick temper.
, you feel very fresh about everything and want to study it. Although you have a city, it is not deep enough. Although you have faith, your faith is not stable enough, and your Taoist heart is not strong enough to survive the changes of mountains and rivers, but your heart will not change. You
You are not the material to be a saint. At the very least, you are not enough as you are now."
Qin Mu said loudly: "I can change, I can learn!"
"I can't wait."
The woodcutter smiled warmly, his voice softened, and said, "Good disciple, I really can't wait that long."
Qin Mu was stunned.
The woodcutter saint continued to refine the stone pillar and moved forward.
Qin Mu followed him silently and watched him refine the teleportation pillars.
After a long time, the woodcutter saint finally completed the decoration. He glanced at Qin Mu, who was a little depressed, and said with a smile: "There is no need to cry in mourning. If I didn't know you very well, I would really be like that guy from Black Tiger, thinking that you have a bad conscience.
At this point. Let’s go up the mountain.”
The frustration on Qin Mu's face disappeared, and he followed him back to the top of the God-Slaying Platform.
The woodcutter saint activated the teleportation formation, and the stone pillars shone brightly. The runes imprinted on the stone pillars emitted light, illuminating the rune marks in mid-air and turning them into strange and magnificent text patterns and symbols.
These symbols are connected in mid-air, whizzing and rotating, and the speed of rotation is getting faster and faster!
Even for a being like the Woodcutter, if he wants to move this God-Slaying Platform, he must first turn his teleportation power into a formation, and then use the power of the formation to teleport the God-Slaying Platform!
Amidst the roar of the burst of light, the God-Slaying Platform roared up, spinning and flying along with the light!
Qin Mu stood on this sacred mountain and looked back, only to see that the alien star was getting farther and farther away and soon disappeared from his sight.
All around, there is an endless dark starry sky, desolate and silent, and occasionally tiny stars can be seen.
Qin Mu suddenly said: "Holy Master, I think there is a person who is better than me in qualifications and understanding, and he meets your conditions. I would like to introduce him to you."
The Woodcutter Saint was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Okay. But you don't have to call me Saint Master anymore, just call me Teacher."
"teacher."
A torrent of light suddenly shined down from the sky in Luofutian, shining on the ground in front of an altar in Luofutian.
The ground suddenly appeared under the light of the light flow. Many complex rune marks appeared, constantly changing. Then the light flow disappeared, and the huge and magnificent God-Slaying Platform suddenly appeared!
The woodcutter stepped down from the God-Beheading Platform, and the big ax behind him flew up, opening a portal directly to the Emperor's Heaven: "Bring him to see me."
Qin Mu bowed: "Yes, teacher."
Taihuang Tian, leave the city.
The Imperial Preceptor of Yankang and a group of scholars from various academies in Yankang were designing spiritual troops for sieges and large-scale battles. Qin Mu came over and said to the Imperial Preceptor of Yankang: "National Preceptor, the woodcutter saint wants to see you.
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Imperial Master Yankang's body was greatly shaken. He raised his head and looked at him, feeling surprised and happy.
When the two came to Luofutian, Imperial Master Yankang raised his head and looked at the tall and majestic altar. On the altar, a middle-aged man dressed as a woodcutter was standing there.
The Imperial Master of Yankang was agitated. He straightened his clothes and was about to go up to the altar to ask for an audience. Suddenly, the voice of the woodcutter saint on the altar was loud and loud as a bell: "Master of Yankang, I have three questions. To answer these three questions, you can go to the altar."
Come to see me! Come to the altar!"
Imperial Master Yankang walked up the stone steps, and when he reached a third of the way, the voice of the woodcutter saint suddenly came: "The first question is your original intention! Answer!"
Imperial Master Yankang stopped and said loudly: "Establish a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, carry on the unique learning of the saints, create peace for all generations, this is my original intention!"
On the top of the altar, the woodcutter saint was silent for a moment and said: "Ascend the altar."
Imperial Master Yankang continued to climb, and when he reached two-thirds of the way, the voice of the woodcutter saint came again: "The second question is your Taoist heart! Answer!"
The Imperial Master of Yankang stopped, his spirit was full of meaning and his spirit was flying: "The original intention will not change, the Taoist heart will always be solid!"
"Go to the altar!"
Imperial Master Yankang continued to climb and was about to reach the top of the altar. The woodcutter saint asked: "The third question, do you know that you will die because of this, and your reputation will be ruined because of this, so the world will forget you or even hate you? This career, this career
The road may not only destroy your life, but also destroy your reputation and make you nameless from now on."
"Know."
Imperial Master Yankang bowed and said, "I am willing to do it with no regrets and no regrets."
The woodcutter saint smiled: "I have taught countless people, but I have only accepted two disciples. However, neither of my disciples has inherited my legacy. Instead, they have blossomed outside my door. Come up."
Imperial Master Yankang climbed the last step to the top of the altar and faced the woodcutter saint.
when--
Behind the woodcutter saint, the big ax fell to the ground and was stuck in the ground. The woodcutter sat on the back of the axe, wielding a big golden sword, and put his hands on his knees: "You can become a disciple."
Imperial Master Yankang lifted up his green shirt, knelt down and said in a deep voice: "Sir Jiangling, pay your respects to the teacher!"
Qin Mu looked up at the top of the altar, his cheeks wet with tears. He witnessed this inheritance of saints that spanned the two eras of Kaihuang and Yankang.
The burden of the saints is passed from one era to the shoulders of the people of the next era.
There were no thrilling scenes and no touching words, but it moved him to tears.