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 old people in the handicapped old village.
"Master, what is a saint?" Qin Mu asked.
"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 remembered those heavenly sage masters who stayed in Fengdu, and unconsciously imagined the scene where they burst into tears.
They are proud of their identity as the heavenly holy leader, but they don't know that they are all wrong about 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, research Taoism and supernatural powers, and use them for daily use by the people."
He whispered softly, and while refining the teleportation stone pillar, he said to Qin Mu: "If the country is weak, we should change ways to strengthen it to strengthen the country."
His refining technique is no better than the mute, but it is also extremely fast, imprinting the talisman culture that transmits supernatural powers on each stone pillar.
"When the people are weak, spread the word to benefit the people and strengthen them."
"If your soldiers are weak, reform your weapons to strengthen your soldiers."
"If you are stupid, you should remonstrate once, make a strong statement, and persuade you to change it. If you don't change it, if you rebuke it twice, if you don't change it again, you will establish a new ruler."
"The sky has no way, so if you change the law, change the law to conform to the world. If the sky doesn't change, then use the law to change the way. If you don't change it, 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 and sage stopped, and the rocks in mid-air melted, forming stone pillars.
The woodcutter saint remained motionless, and the patterns on the stone pillars 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 …”
Boom.
The unfinished stone pillar fell to the ground and 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 I was defeated, and I failed to make any contribution in the last battle... "
"I'm defeated... Qin 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.
When the woodcutter's reforms were at their most intense and in full swing, the founding emperor suddenly withdrew and established Wuyou Township, and he didn't fight back, so the woodcutter was depressed.
He watched the Kaihuang retreat, watched the era of the Kaihuang established by hard work disappear, watched his comrades fight and die for the same idea, watched their heads be chopped off, and their blood was sprayed on the familiar land. Watching those comrades-in-arms who were eagerly waiting for the founding emperor to come back to lead them to fight again, one by one, getting old and dying, watching the common people of that era die out from generation to generation, and the familiar faces were replaced by new ones.
The frustration and pain in his heart are beyond the imagination of others.
Qin Mu suddenly said loudly: "Holy Master, can you pass on your way of being a saint to me?"
The woodcutter sage wiped away his old tears with his elbow-bent sleeve, and turned to look at him. Qin Mu excitedly said: "I want to inherit your mantle, continue to walk, continue to change, if you are stupid, you will kill the king, if you have no way, you will kill the sky!"
The woodcutter sage looked indifferent, shook his head and said, "You can't."
Qin Mu's blood was poured into coldness, he clenched his fists, and said angrily: "Why can't I? Senior brother's comprehension ability is a bit weak. I'm not that stupid to comprehend Lijiao from Litian Shengjiao!"
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 prone to enthusiasm and work recklessly. Although you are sometimes cunning, you have no concentration. You have a quick temper. , I feel very fresh about everything, and I really want to study it. Although you have a city, but the city is not deep enough. Although you have beliefs, but your beliefs are not stable enough, and your Taoist heart is not yet strong enough to change your mind. You It's not the material to be a saint, at least, the current you is not enough."
Qin Mu said loudly: "I can change, I can learn!"
"I can't wait."
The woodcutter smiled warmly, his voice softened, and he said, "My good apprentice, I really can't wait that long."
Qin Mu was in a daze.
The sage woodcutter continued to refine the stone pillar and walked forward.
Qin Mu silently followed him, watching him refine the teleportation pillars one by one.
After a long time, the woodcutter sage finally completed the arrangement, glanced at Qin Mu who was somewhat depressed, and said with a smile: "Don't be so sad, if I didn't know everything about you, I would really think that your Dao heart is bad, just like that guy Heihu. To this extent. Let's go, let's go up the mountain."
The frustration on Qin Mu's face disappeared, and he followed him back to the peak of the God Slaying Platform.
The woodcutter sage activated the teleportation formation, and the stone pillars shone brightly, and the runes imprinted in the stone pillars shone brightly, shining the rune imprints in midair, turning them into strange and magnificent characters, patterns and symbols.
These symbols are connected in mid-air, roaring and spinning, and the rotation speed is getting faster and faster!
Even for an existence like a woodcutter, if he wants to move this God-Zhanping Platform, he needs to transform his own teleportation magical power into a formation, and then he can use the power of the formation to teleport the God-Zhanping Platform!
Amidst the roar of the light bursting out, the Zhanshentai roared up, spinning and flying along the light!
Standing on this sacred mountain, Qin Mu looked back, only to see the alien star getting farther and farther away, and soon disappeared from his sight.
Surrounded by an endless dark starry sky, desolate and lonely, occasionally tiny stars can be seen.
Qin Mu suddenly said: "Holy Master, I think there is a person with better aptitude and understanding than me, and he meets your requirements. I would like to recommend him to see you."
The sage woodcutter was slightly startled, and said with a smile: "Okay. But you don't need to call me a saint anymore, you just call me a teacher."
"teacher."
The torrent of light burst down from the sky in Luofutian, shining on the ground in front of an altar in Luofutian.
Under the illumination of the light flow, many complex rune imprints appeared on the ground, changing constantly, and then the light flow disappeared, and the huge and magnificent Zhanshentai suddenly appeared!
The woodcutter stepped down from the god-slaying stage, and the big ax behind his back flew up, splitting open a gate to reach Taihuangtian: "You bring him to see me."
Qin Mu bowed: "Yes, teacher."
Taihuangtian, leave the city.
Yankang Guoshi and a group of scholars from various colleges and universities in Yankang are designing spiritual weapons to use in sieges and large-scale battles. Qin Mu came and said to Yankang Guoshi: "National Teacher, the woodcutter sage wants to see you .”
Yankang Guoshi's body was shaken, and he looked up at him, surprised and happy.
When the two came to Luofutian, Yankang Guoshi 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.
Yankang Guoshi's heart was agitated, he straightened his clothes, and was about to go to the altar to ask for an audience. Suddenly, the resounding voice of the woodcutter and sage came from the altar: "Yankang Guoshi, I have three questions. Answer these three questions, you can go to the altar Come see me! You are on the altar!"
Yankang Guoshi walked up the stone steps, and when he reached a third of the way, suddenly the voice of the woodcutter saint came: "The first question is your original intention! Answer!"
Master Yankang stopped, and said in a loud voice: "Set up a heart for the world, a life for the people, a sage for the past, a peace for all generations, and 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 saint came down again: "The second question is your Dao heart! Answer!"
Yankang Guoshi stopped, his spirit was eternal, and his spirit was high: "If you don't change your original intention, you will never change your Taoist heart!"
"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 shame 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 or my true inheritance. Instead, they have blossomed outside the door. You come up."
Yankang Guoshi climbed the last step, came to the top of the altar, and faced the woodcutter saint.
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Behind the woodcutter sage, 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 knife, and put his hands on his knees: "You can learn from me."
Master Yankang raised his blue shirt, knelt down, and said in a deep voice, "Scholar from Jiangling, pay homage to teacher!"
Qin Mu looked up at the top of the altar, and felt his cheeks wet with tears. He witnessed the inheritance of saints spanning the Kaihuang and Yankang eras.
The burden of a saint is passed from one era to the shoulders of the next.
There were no thrilling scenes, no touching speeches, but he was moved to tears.