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The sage woodcutter accepted his obeisance frankly, and said: "I don't have many disciples. They used to belong to the pope and prince. The prince and prince don't need to worship me as a teacher. So my official disciples are only you and your elder brother at present. That's all. Compared with your elder brother, you seem a little green, you really have to learn hard. I'm not teaching you to be bad, but just to teach you not to suffer. "
Qin Mu blinked his eyes, he didn't look like a holy master, but looked like the old people in the handicapped old village.
"Master, what is a saint?" Qin Mu asked.
"A saint is a state of mind."
When they came to the God-Slaying Stage, the woodcutter sage looked at the holy mountain and said without hesitation: "I told you, big brother, there are three steps to becoming a saint. To establish a word, to teach and to make meritorious deeds, and to become a saint. If you do these three steps, The state of mind will reach a lofty state, purely from the point of view of the state of mind, no one can beat it. The sage has words, and only with words can he establish enlightenment, educate all living beings, preach and teach karma to solve confusion, break through thorns, and open a smooth road."
Qin Mu was stunned, and lost his voice: "Establishment of education? Isn't it the establishment of Tianshengjiao to preach?"
The sage woodcutter shook his head and said, "It's not to establish a religion, but to establish a religion. To establish a religion is to create a sect. It's too shallow. When a sect is created, there will be disputes between sects. If there are disputes between sects, there will be disputes over words. There will be no existence of words." Didn¡¯t it damage your own foundation? So, if you say you are the leader of the Heavenly Sacred Sect, I know that your elder brother¡¯s approach is probably wrong.¡±
Qin Mu's mind roared, and he suddenly thought of those past celestial sage masters who stayed in Fengdu, and unconsciously imagined the scene of their tears streaming down their faces.
They are proud of their identity as the holy leader of heaven, but they don't know that they are all wrong with the woodcutter.
The sage woodcutter walked along this sacred mountain, and from time to time he grabbed huge boulders. The boulders were melted directly by his mana and turned into stone pillars covered with raised patterns, which were inserted at the foot of this sacred mountain in a wonderful formation. .
"Establishment of education is establishment of education. How to establish education? Open education, develop colleges, broaden talents, do practical things, study Taoism and supernatural powers, and use them for daily use by the people."
He whispered softly, while refining the teleportation stone pillar, he said to Qin Mu: "If the country is weak, we should try to make it stronger so as to strengthen the country."
His refining technique was no better than that of the mute, but it was also extremely fast. He imprinted the talisman culture that conveyed supernatural powers on each stone pillar.
"When the people are weak, spread the word to benefit the people and strengthen them."
"If the soldiers are weak, reform their weapons to strengthen them."
"If you are faint, you should remonstrate him once, make a strong statement, and persuade you to change it. If you don't change it, if you remonstrate it twice, if you don't change it again, you will establish a new ruler."
"There is no way in the sky, and once the law is changed, the law of the sky will be changed to conform to the world. If the sky does not change, the law will be changed to change the way. If you don't change it, you will destroy the sky and establish the way."
As he spoke in detail, he had walked most of the way along the foot of the mountain before he knew it.
Qin Mu listened attentively, and when the sage woodcutter had finished his thoughts, Qin Mu suddenly said, "Master, this sage's requirements are too high. I think carefully about all the people I have met and heard. Able to meet the requirements of a saint. Can you do this yourself?"
The woodcutter saint stopped, and the rocks in mid-air melted, forming stone pillars.
The woodcutter saint remained motionless, and the patterns on the stone pillars also stopped evolving.
Qin Mu was anxious and complained that he was too talkative. He looked up quietly, and saw the middle-aged man dressed as a woodcutter burst into tears unconsciously.
"I used to think I could do it."
The voice of the lumberjack sage was hoarse and dejected: "I thought I could be a sage, and others would call me a sage. I thought I could establish a culture, change the law, strengthen the kingdom, change the status quo of the weak people, and let the people have great strength." Supernatural powers, change the weakness of soldiers, let soldiers have the prestige of setting up four frontiers and shocking barbarians. I thought I could make the king not stupid, make the sky not innocent, and I thought I could make meritorious deeds and defeat corruption The last three points, I lost It's"
Boom.
The unfinished stone pillar fell to the ground and was stuck in the soil. The woodcutter sage put his right arm on the pillar and buried his head in the elbow, tears streaming down his face, not letting Qin Mu see his gaffe.
"I was defeated. I failed to prevent Kaihuang from going to Wuyou Township. I made you stunned. I was defeated. I thought I could change the law and way to change the way of heaven, but the sky destroyed Kaihuang's country and ruined Kaihuang The Emperor's Era. I was defeated, and I failed to make any contribution in the last battle"
"I'm defeatedQin Mu, I'm not the saint you're looking for, and I can't teach you, I'm just a loser"
Qin Mu stared at him blankly, with a feeling of sympathy brewing in his chest.
&nb?The voice of the woodcutter sage on the altar was as loud as a bell: "Master of Yankang, I have three questions. Answer these three questions. You can come to the altar to see me! You go to the altar!"
The National Master Yankang walked up the stone steps, and when he reached a third of the way, suddenly the voice of the woodcutter sage came: "The first question is your original intention! Answer!"
The Imperial Master Yankang stopped, and said in a loud voice: "To establish a heart for the world, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the knowledge of the past saints, to create peace for all generations, and to be my original aspiration!"
On the top of the altar, the sage woodcutter was silent for a moment, and said, "Come to the altar."
Yankang Guoshi continued to climb up, and when he reached two-thirds of the way, the voice of the woodcutter and sage came again: "The second question is your Dao heart! Answer!"
The Imperial Master Yankang stopped, his spirit was eternal, and his spirit was high: "The original intention will not change, and the Taoist will will last forever!"
"Go to the altar!"
Yankang Guoshi 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 you will be ruined because of this, so will the world forget you and even hate you? This career, this work Road, it may not only destroy your life, but also destroy your reputation and make you unknown in the future."
"Know."
Yankang Guoshi bowed: "I am willing to do it, have no regrets in my heart, no complaints and no regrets."
The woodcutter sage smiled: "I have taught countless people, but I only accepted two disciples. However, neither of these two disciples has ever received my mantle and my true inheritance. Instead, they have blossomed outside the door. You come up."
The National Master Yankang climbed to the last step, came to the top of the altar, and faced the woodcutter saint.
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Behind the sage woodcutter, the big ax fell to the ground and stuck in the ground. The woodcutter sat on the back of the axe, with a big horse and a golden sword, and put his hands on his knees: "You can learn from me."
The Imperial Master Yankang raised his green shirt, knelt down, and said in a deep voice, "Scholar from Jiangling, pay homage to the teacher!"
Qin Mu looked up at the top of the altar, and felt tears wet his cheeks. He witnessed the inheritance of saints across the two eras of Kaihuang and Yankang.
The burden of a saint is passed from one era to the shoulders of the next era.
There were no thrilling scenes, no touching speeches, but he was moved to tears. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com