With a beam of light floating above the vault of heaven.
In place of the power of the readers.
More and more rays of light pervade the sky; these are the power of the people’s public opinion.
It is also a power of heaven and earth.
Xu Qingnian did not rely on the power of the Readers to achieve sainthood; he chose to use the power of all the people of the world to do so.
“We are willing to help Xu Ru become a saint.”
A voice resounded, and at this point it was no longer the Smoky Cloud Mansion that resounded with this voice, but more places resounded with this voice.
The people spoke up one after another, willing to help Xu Qingnian to become a saint, they were so excited.
As Xu Qingnian had once said, “If you have one point of heat, you can send out one point of light.
The fire of a star can start a prairie.
The light is dazzling but not blinding, reflecting everything in the past and the present, and Xu Qingnian’s holy statue is so magnificent that it surpa*ses everything.
His light is so radiant that nothing in this world can compete with Xu Qingnian’s glory.
A vast amount of incomparable light entered Xu Qingnian’s body.
On the Smoky Cloud Mansion.
Xu Qingnian felt this surging and incomparable light of public opinion, and his Confucian Dao realm was substantially enhanced.
He wanted to open the path of the Sacred Dao.
However, these forces of public opinion were still lacking.
It needed a surge to make a true breakthrough.
Although Xu Qingnian’s holy image was blossoming more and more, it still had an illusionary feeling and was not real; only after he had truly become a saint would this holy image be real.
As if sensing this, in the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
Hong Sheng’s voice rang out.
At this moment, he completely let go of his heart. To become a saint, one must make a single effort, and Xu Qingnian re-explained his intention, re-established his words, re-wrote his book, and also re-enlightened his new central idea.
Every Xu Qingnian has done so in a way that has shaken the ancient world, but the problem is that Xu Qingnian’s clarification of his intention, his establishment of his words, his writing of his book and his epiphany have brought about a terrible side effect.
That is, Xu Qingnian’s holy dao would be the strongest holy dao of all time, bar none.
Xu Qingnian’s clear intent, establishment of words, writing of books, and epiphany, which are not difficult for a saint to achieve?
To establish the will of a gentleman for the world’s readers!
To establish the words of a gentleman for the world’s readers!
To write a book for all the world’s scholars, so that everyone is like a dragon!
For the readers of the world to have an epiphany that man is destined to triumph over heaven!
Which of these four is not something that even a saint could hardly achieve? Xu Qingnian completed the four supreme metamorphoses in one breath, and it would have taken him some time to break through to the Holy Realm.
If the world’s scholars did not support Xu Qingnian, there would be no talk of sainthood.
It would take several days or even half a month to become a saint, and Xu Qingnian would never be able to become a saint in his lifetime without support.
Although the public opinion of the people is strong, it is only the a*sistance of the people of Great Wei and a small portion of the people of the world. Although the majority of the people support Xu Qingnian, their will is not strong enough to gather the power of public opinion.
Therefore, Xu Qingnian could not become a saint.
“You are too arrogant.”
“Four supreme metamorphoses, if you succeeded, you would indeed be the first saint of the ancient and modern worlds.”
“But with just the public opinion of the people of Great Wei, you will not be able to become a saint.”
“Xu Qingnian, this Saint can give you a chance, as long as you admit your mistake, you kowtow before the statue of Zhu Sheng, admit your mistake to the world’s readers, and destroy your own clear intention, this Saint can forgive you, can forgive you on behalf of Zhu Sheng, and forgive you on behalf of the world’s readers.”
“Join the Zhu Sheng lineage.”
“After three years, this Saint can help you become a Saint, how about that?”
At this moment, Hong Sheng spoke, but this time he did not angrily rebuke Xu Qingnian, instead he spoke in an extremely calm tone.
He was still willing to draw Xu Qingnian in, after all, Xu Qingnian’s qualifications were simply too heaven defying.
He did want to draw Xu Qingnian in, and as long as Xu Qingnian was willing, he could indeed accept Xu Qingnian, but only if Xu Qingnian realised his mistake.
He would kowtow to Zhu Sheng and admit his mistake to the world’s scholars, and destroy his will, then stop his breakthrough, and after three years, Xu Qingnian would help Xu Qingnian become a saint if he performed well.
When these words were uttered, people immediately felt that Hong Sheng was too shameless, even at this point in time, it was not enough to draw Xu Qingnian in, but to ask Xu Qingnian to kowtow and admit his mistakes to the world’s scholars?
However, some people somehow felt that this was a good outcome, after all, it could turn a dry conflict into a good one, and Xu Qingnian would not have to be caught in a deadlock.
For even the ordinary people had sensed Xu Qingnian’s current situation.
The sage’s Dharma phase was deflating, sometimes solidifying, sometimes deflating, and was somewhat unstable.
It was not that Xu Qingnian could not do it, rather it was that Xu Qingnian’s words were too frightening; he set his heart for heaven and earth, his life for the living people, and his mind for the past saints to succeed the past, and to open up peace for all generations.
These four words convinced the true scholars, even the great scholars of heaven and earth in the Zhu Sheng lineage, and after hearing them again, they fell silent.
Except for some readers who had already gone mad, those who had not originally sought trouble with Xu Qingnian had been completely convinced by such a stand-up speech of Xu Qingnian.
The deans of the world’s major academies and others were moved after hearing Xu Qingnian’s words, but what really moved them was not these four words.
Rather, it was the wish that all the scholars in the world would be like dragons.
These were the words that moved them. As deans of the academy, educating people and nurturing talent was their lifelong career, and Xu Qingnian wished that all the world’s scholars would be like dragons.
Isn’t this their great ambition and ideal?
Xu Qingnian’s words are no less than those of a sage, and they are deafening and mind-blowing.
It was also because of the words Xu Qingnian spoke that it was difficult for him to attain sainthood.
Just like the Buddha’s Great Aspirations, if you make a Great Aspiration, you can be ennobled by heaven and earth, but you will not be given too much, for it is one thing whether you can fulfil it or not.
If you are qualified to be able to accomplish them, all that is lacking is time, and you have that time, then only then will heaven and earth give you the true reward.
To put it bluntly, you have to be recognised by heaven and earth that you can do it.
And whether Xu Qingnian can do it or not actually depends on whether the readers support it, which is an evaluation measure, and right now the majority of the world’s readers are of the Zhu Sheng lineage.
Getting them to support Xu Qingnian? Is this possible?
However, without the power of the scholars, the support of the people of Great Wei is also possible, it is nothing more than the support of the people, it is public opinion!
Xu Qingnian is ultimately the Confucian Way.
Although there are many public opinions, there is a lack of Heaven’s Way, something has gone wrong, otherwise, according to this situation, one would not be enough for the country, not to mention becoming a half-saint, even if one becomes a sub-saint or a literary saint.
The people and the people’s livelihood are the fundamentals of heaven and earth.
The strongest system in this world is not the Confucian Way, but the Way of Public Opinion.
This should be understood by the Heavenly Dao, but the fact that one has not become a saint proves that there is indeed something wrong with the Heavenly Dao, otherwise, it would not be so.
This was a point that confused Xu Qingnian, who did not understand what had gone wrong with the Heavenly Way, but what he knew even more was that he was not able to relate to that extent yet.
And Hong Sheng dared to open his mouth in this way, not because he had seen that there was something wrong with the heavenly dao, but because he thought that it would be impossible to become a saint with these public opinions alone.
He thought that Xu Qingnian could not become a saint without the power of the readers.
Therefore, in his perception, if he could not rely on public opinion to become a saint, all his previous speeches and books could not be truly recognised by heaven and earth.
If he could not rely on public opinion to achieve sainthood, he would not have been able to gain the true recognition of heaven and earth.
If he could not gain the approval of heaven and earth, what Xu Qingnian had done today would be meaningless.
This is how he dared to speak out like this.
He was very confident, extremely confident, but he was willing to give Xu Qingnian a chance.
On the Yan Yun Mansion.
Xu Qingnian absorbed the public opinion like an ocean of water, the power of heaven and earth, and Xu Qingnian quietly felt it.
Indeed, compared to the power of the readers, public opinion was too weak, although gathered together, it was a blazing light, but one was a Confucian, not an emperor.
If one were an emperor and received so much public opinion, one would only fear that the country’s luck would flow smoothly for hundreds of years.
And as Hong Sheng’s voice rang out, Xu Qingnian ignored it.
He sat in meditation and enlightenment, and keenly discovered a problem.
There was a shortage in heaven and earth.
Yes, there was a lack in heaven and earth.
He had set up his own unearthly words, written the Book of Changes, and everyone was like a dragon, so by rights he should become a saint straight away, but he had to be a sufficient reader, and although this was the rule, there was no denying that the rule was too rigid.
It was odd, Xu Qingnian was now at the point where he had half a foot in the Holy Dao, and there were many things that he was inexplicably able to perceive, possessing a sense of the Heavenly Dao.
So he was keenly aware of this difference.
As the saying goes, the Great Dao is the most public and the Great Dao is the most private. The heaven and earth are fair and will not favour any living creature; there are advantages and disadvantages, while the Great Dao is also the most private, and those who follow the heavenly principles will gain the qi of the heaven and earth.
If one sets up a book, one should theoretically be empowered by heaven and earth to break through to sainthood, but one must obtain the power of the readers, which is obviously problematic.
And it was a big problem.
It was just that Xu Qingnian could not fully perceive the Heavenly Dao, and many things were still unclear to himself, and what was involved was not something he could know for the time being.
But there was one thing that was true.
Hong Sheng was right, it was difficult for him to become a saint, at least given the current situation, he still lacked a certain amount of fire if he wanted to become a saint.
It was difficult to become a saint.
It was harder than the heavens.
Xu Qingnian understood that the key reason why it was so difficult for him was because he had offended the Zhu Sheng lineage.
But what Xu Qingnian understood even more was that since ancient times, all saints had achieved sainthood through the power of the scholars, but the current scholars were distorted.
If one really accepts the power of these readers, it is one thing to go against one’s own clear intention, but more importantly, accepting the power of such readers will cause one to have big problems, big problems.
This is why Xu Qingnian did not take the next step.
It was not that he did not have the means to do so, as long as he made a great Confucian ambition that everyone who entered my heart would be like a dragon, or that everyone who helped me to become a saint would be like a dragon.
Xu Qingnian was careful that at least 30% of the scholars would choose to help themselves, and even some of them would be swayed in their hearts.
Only Xu Qingnian would not do so.
The Zhu Sheng lineage had to be eradicated.
Completely and utterly eradicated.
It was only that it was not his turn to eradicate the Vermilion Saint lineage. After he became a half-saint, he would go to the Vermilion Saint’s former residence to find the source of holy qi and summon the true spirit of the Vermilion Saint out.
Then there would be no need to do anything by oneself.
Relying on a single Vermilion Saint True Spirit, one could solve all the problems and interrupt the foundation of the Vermilion Saint’s disciple lineage is possible.
But this was something for later, right now one had to become a saint.
Xu Qingnian closed his eyes.
He was thinking about the method of becoming a saint.
To break through the realm in one breath.
There was absolutely no delay, one had to make a breakthrough!
However, Xu Qingnian hesitated to answer, so Hong Sheng did not give Xu Qingnian any more chances.
The Man Sword coalesced once more.
Xu Qingnian had failed to become a saint, so there was no way to change the outcome of this battle.
Boom!
The Sword of Literature shot out, swirling with endless light, blasting against the Hao Ran Wen Zhong, while the terrifying sword Qi strangled the nine golden dragons.
The momentum was unstoppable.
All the rays of light gathered together, trying to block this difficulty for Xu Qingnian.
But unfortunately, the Sword of Literature was too strong, the gathered power of the world’s readers.
Boom!
The Hao Ran Wen Zhong collapsed somewhat, and the Wen Qi splashed in all directions, shaking in the vault of the sky.
But just then, Hong Sheng continued to speak.
“Hao Ran Wen Zhong, you are a sacred weapon of my Wen Palace, why do you need to protect an outsider? You came back, we understand that you were compelled by Xu Qingnian, there is no need to be like this.”
The Hao Ran Wen Zhong was a holy weapon that birthed a will, Hong Sheng did not want to damage the Hao Ran Wen Zhong, it was after all their holy weapon.
Naturally he could not part with it.
However, as Hong Sheng spoke in this way, the Vast Manifestation Bell buzzed and rippled with a heavy bell wave, this was its response, trying to blast Hong Sheng.
When he felt the will of the Ho Yin Wen Zhong, Hong Sheng was furious in his heart.
But he did not dare to say anything, after all, this was Zhu Sheng’s holy weapon, and even if he was mad, he did not dare to say anything wrong about the Hao Ran Wen Zhong, so Hong Sheng could only aim at Xu Qingnian.
“Xu Qingnian, you compelled my Zhu Saint Clan’s Sacred Artifact, haven’t you always despised my Zhu Saint Clan? Why do you need the Vermilion Saint Saint Artifact to protect you now?”
“That is truly ridiculous and brazen.”
Hong Sheng opened his mouth as he sarcastically accused Xu Qingnian, arguing that the Haoran Wen Zhong was under compulsion, rather than the Haoran Wen Zhong voluntarily protecting Xu Qingnian.
These remarks were so shameless that they made people’s hearts burn, and they wanted to spit out blood.
How could there be such a lowly person in the world?
On the contrary, he knew that he was trying to make a point, but so what?
He wanted to make Xu Qingnian furious, to make Xu Qingnian furious and attack his heart, so that it would be even more impossible for Xu Qingnian to become a saint.
This was the plan to attack the heart.
The method was very simple, but the simpler the ploy, the more effective it often was.
“Hong Zhengtian, you are not a son of man.”
“You are too shameless.”
“How can there be such a shameless person like you in the world?”
Ten days ago, when Xu Qingnian wanted to become a saint, Hong Zhengtian blocked him, saying that Xu Qingnian had become a saint with the help of the Twelve Sacred Books of the Vermilion Sage.
Xu Qingnian had given up on becoming a saint, and now Xu Qingnian was relying on himself to become a saint, and Hong Zhengtian said such things?
This is simply shameless, even the Hao Ran Wen Zhong is a holy weapon, who in this world can compel a holy weapon?
They could not help but scold Hong Zhengtian for speaking without thinking at all, purely for the sake of blackness.
However, Hong Zhengtian completely ignored these voices, as far as he was concerned, everything was fine if Xu Qingnian could not become a saint.
The rest was out of his hands, and he didn’t want to worry about it either.
Stopping Xu Qingnian from becoming a saint, detaching the Great Wei Palace of Literature, and then suppressing the Great Wei’s national fortunes would be three birds with one stone, and would be of great benefit to himself.
Along with Hong Sheng’s voice rang out.
Readers from all over the world followed suit and shouted.
“Reading Zhu Sheng’s book to become a saint, and now compelling me to compel the Hao Ran Wen Zhong, this is the gentleman you call Xu Qingnian? What a shameless man.”
“Yes, yes, you talk about being a gentleman, but you don’t expect to do anything like that.”
“You call that a gentleman? Xu Qingnian, are you trying to kill us all with laughter?”
“A gentleman? A gentleman, my a*s, is a villain.”
“Xu Qingnian, if you are really capable, then you should not use the Hao Ran Wen Zhong and become a saint on your own, I am still convinced of you.”
That one voice rang out and gathered in the capital of Great Wei, the curses of the world’s scholars.
They had sinister intentions, wanting to use this kind of provocation to make Xu Qingnian give up the Hao Ran Wen Zhong, so that if they did so, they could not hurt the Wen Zhong, but also put Xu Qingnian to death.
The method was simple and anyone could see it, but the problem was that this most direct reversal of right and wrong was often the most effective, and people would only ever care about bad reviews.
And yet.
On the Yan Yun House.
Xu Qingnian was not subjected to this kind of scolding, he was still thinking about it, the way to sainthood.
Even if these scholars did not say anything, Xu Qingnian knew clearly that he absolutely could not achieve sainthood with the power of these scholars, in that case, it would not be a true saint.
It was a saint with defects.
The current readers are not true readers, and are gradually developing in a bad direction.
If one were to use the power of these readers to become a saint, it would only be bad for one, not good for one.
Even if one could turn the tide of war at the moment, one would only pay a greater price for the future.
But if one does not draw on the power of these readers, it will indeed be difficult for one to achieve sainthood.
For a moment, there was indeed a stalemate.
Inside the Great Wei Palace.
All the world wanted Xu Qingnian to become a saint, especially the people of Great Wei, who longed for Xu Qingnian to become a saint and turn the tide of war.
Unfortunately, as Hong Sheng had said, Xu Qingnian did indeed have a feeling of being unable to become a saint.
His Dharma phase was already gradually fading away.
“Having gained the public opinion of the Great Wei’s pale people, the public opinion of part of the world, Shouren is unable to become a saint? This is impossible, isn’t it? Among the rumours, the first saint relied on the public opinion of the Cang Sheng to become a saint.”
Some people frowned and questioned, thinking that Xu Qingnian should be able to become a saint since he had received so much public opinion.
“No, it’s not the same.”
“The first saint was at a time when the human race was in distress, if the Great Sage had not become a saint, it is likely that the human race would have perished, at that time it was the entire pale life that helped the Great Sage to become a saint and open up the Confucian Way.”
“Although Shouren was aided by the pale beings of Great Wei, the pale beings of the world were actually still on the prowl, after all, Shouren was fighting for my Great Wei, and the two situations were not the same.”
Another person spoke up and told the truth.
It was not that public opinion could not become a saint, but that it was not enough. If it was the public opinion of the world, it would be difficult for Xu Qingnian not to become a saint.
It was just that he had also read this from a book, and he did not know the exact truth, including the fact that there was a shortage of heavenly dao.
In the courtroom, everyone looked nervously in the direction of the Smoky Cloud Mansion, they prayed that Xu Qingnian would become a saint, but it was difficult, and they knew it was very difficult, after all, Xu Qingnian had not broken through to the Holy Dao in one go.
That meant it was difficult.
“Your Majesty.”
However, at that very moment, within the Hall of Nurtured Hearts.
The Empress slowly walked down, and Zhao Wan’er immediately a*sisted the Empress, while the hundred officials also looked towards the Empress.
At this moment, the Empress walked out of the hall and looked at the dome of the sky.
The next moment.
The Empress walked slowly towards the front, without the support of Zhao Wan’er, and walked step by step, until she reached the steps.
All eyes looked at the Empress curiously, they did not know what the Empress was going to do.
But at that very moment.
A gust of wind blew in, blowing the empress’ dragon robe slowly.
Three thousand green tresses rose with the wind.
A look of determination appeared on her stunning face.
Only to see.
The Empress worshipped with supreme worship towards the Cauldron of National Fortune above the vault of heaven, and then her voice resounded in every corner of the capital of Great Wei.
“I! The Empress of Great Wei, Ji Ling.”
“Today I wish to use the Great Wei’s national fortune to help Xu Shouren become a saint.”
The voice of the Empress of Great Wei, Ji Ling, rang out.
The voice was calm, but within this calmness, it was extraordinarily resolute.
This moment.
Heaven and earth moved.
Boom!
Above the capital of Great Wei, the Cauldron of Great Wei’s National Luck erupted with an unparalleled light, penetrating through the ages and gathering terrifying power, cutting through the heavens and shining on Xu Qingnian.
A constant stream of national luck entered Xu Qingnian’s body.
The Empress’ face also turned extremely ugly at this moment.
She, who had gifted Xu Qingnian with the Luck of the Kingdom, hoped that Xu Qingnian would become a saint.
“Your Majesty!”
“Your Majesty, this ……. And what is the suffering?”
“This! …….”
“Your Majesty!”
The civil and military officials were moved, they did not expect that at such a critical moment, the empress would share the Great Wei’s national fortune with Xu Qingnian?
This was simply too incredible?
A country’s qi must be controlled by the emperor.
In the past and present, it had never happened that it was shared with someone else, either it had been taken away by someone else or the country’s fortune had collapsed.
It was given to Xu Qingnian to help him become a saint.
This was something that no one had expected.
In particular, the Empress had become tied to the fortunes of the country, in other words.
If Xu Qingnian died, then the Empress would also die.
And the death of the Empress would not affect Xu Qingnian.
For Xu Qingnian was not tied to the fortunes of the state.
The Empress of Great Wei, Ji Ling, paid a great price and made an unparalleled sacrifice in order to allow Xu Qingnian to become a saint.
Again, at the most critical moment, the empress stepped forward.
She did every single thing that an emperor should do.
She, though a woman, was no less dominant.
For what she has done today alone, a thousand years from now, Ji Ling may be called, the Empress of a Thousand Ages.
“Foolish ruler!”
“You are giving the fate of the country to others, you are doing injustice to the people of Great Wei, you are trying to kill the people of Great Wei.”
At this moment, Cao Ru’s voice rang out as he subconsciously opened his mouth and angrily rebuked the empress for such an act.
Giving Xu Qingnian her national fortune and helping her to become a saint?
This was something that had never been done before in ancient times, and it was likely that it would actually allow Xu Qingnian to break through to the Saint realm, which was why he had said this.
But as soon as he said this, everyone was staggered for a moment, and the next moment, curses rang out from the sky.
“Do you still have a face? You are suppressing my Great Wei’s national luck, don’t you want to kill my Great Wei’s life?”
“Are you really shameless?”
“If Xu Ru were to become a saint, I would definitely cramp your tendons and skin you later.”
“It is inconceivable that there could be such shameless people like you in this world.”
The people were furious, from the people to the Confucians and all kinds of people, especially the soldiers, who greeted Cao Ru’s whole family.
This man was so shameless, it was clear that they were the ones who first suppressed the fortunes of Great Wei and did not take the people of Great Wei into account.
Now the empress, in order to reverse the occupation, has given the national luck to Xu Qingnian, and it has turned out to be a disaster for the people of Great Wei?
The people did not know what was going on behind the scenes, but the people were not stupid.
The public opinion was so overwhelming that it turned into a huge hammer and struck the Great Wei Palace of Literature. If not for the protection of the sacred weapon, Cao Ru would have been killed on the spot.
When he felt this terrifying public opinion, Cao Ru immediately shut up, his face ugly, and even some other great scholars could not help but frown at Cao Ru.
For Cao Ru’s words just now did indeed appear too brainless.
“National luck cannot be given away.”
However, Hong Sheng didn’t have to talk so much, he didn’t know whether or not the National Luck being added to Xu Qingnian would allow Xu Qingnian to make a breakthrough.
But regardless of whether or not it would, what he knew was that he absolutely could not let anything that could possibly happen happen.
So he roared in anger at the first opportunity, using the power of the world’s scholars to try to stop it.
However, at this moment, the Cauldron of Great Wei’s National Fortune, like a dragon of qi luck, entered Xu Qingnian’s body.
Not a single chance was given to Hong Sheng.
This was national luck, and even the power of a scholar could not limit it.
As the Dragon of Qi Luck disappeared into Xu Qingnian’s body.
In an instant, the public opinion within Xu Qingnian’s body completely exploded.
Xu Qingnian had gained the public opinion of the Great Wei’s people, only that to the Confucian Way, public opinion was ultimately no match for the power of the readers.
But after it was accompanied by the enrichment of the Great Wei’s national fortune, a qualitative change took place.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A beam of divine light erupted from Xu Qingnian’s body.
When national luck and public opinion are added together, the energy generated is unparalleled.
At this moment, Xu Qingnian opened his eyes.
In front of him, nine divine jade steps also emerged.
These were the steps to sainthood, and once he stepped onto the ninth step, Xu Qingnian would become a saint.
Boom.
Without any hesitation, Xu Qingnian rose directly and took the first step.
This moment.
The sun and moon trembled.
The second step.
The mountains and rivers shook.
The third step.
The stars bloom.
The fourth step.
The heavens and the earth sing in unison.
The fifth step.
A cloud of auspiciousness appears, coalescing above the vault of heaven, shining with all colours of radiance.
Sixth step.
Immortal music resounds, as if the heavens and the earth were celebrating, a burst of immortal music resonating everywhere between heaven and earth.
The seventh step.
Roar! Another golden dragon emerges, still nine golden dragons, but now the golden dragon that has coalesced is more real than the previous one.
Eighth step.
Above the ground, a golden lotus gushed out, appearing incomparably sacred and peaceful.
“No!”
“This can’t be.”
“Why can the kingdom’s luck help him become a saint? This cannot be.”
Hong Sheng’s voice rang out as all of the power of the readers poured into the Wen Sword, intermingling with unparalleled power, wanting to kill Xu Qingnian in a single moment!
Hong Sheng had not expected that the empress would use this move, something that no one had expected.
It could be described as an absolute kill.
However, this was something unexpected, for it had never happened before, that an emperor would gift his kingdom’s fortune to another.
And even if such a thing had happened, who would a*sociate it with becoming a saint?
Sainthood is Confucianism!
National luck is public opinion, and the two are not to be confused, but Xu Qingnian first rallied public opinion, replacing the power of the Readers.
Now with the addition of the National Movement, it has merged with public opinion, completely completing its sublimation and metamorphosis.
Hong Sheng spoke out, wanting to kill Xu Qingnian once and for all.
Only, at this very moment, Xu Qingnian slowly stepped onto the ninth step.
The ninth step was taken.
Heaven and earth stood still.
Everything, everything was quiet, everything was completely silent.
Xu Qingnian took the most crucial step.
At this moment, wisps of holy light pervaded Xu Qingnian’s body.
The holy light shone through everything, expelling all darkness.
At the same time, a terrifying holy might pervaded from Xu Qingnian’s body, a holy might that swept through the whole of Great Wei and then pervaded the world.
It was directed at the scholars, and the ordinary people could not detect this holy might, which was harmless to them.
Everyone was silent, the readers of the Zhu Sheng lineage were completely frozen, their gazes filled with despair, resignation and an unconcealed fear.
Xu Qingnian had become a saint, would they still be able to live?
Fear pervaded, and all those scholars who had shouted earlier now shut up, they no longer dared to shout.
They no longer dared to shout. They had already become saints, and even if they were given ten guts, they would not dare to shout again.
This is the power of the saints, and it cannot be questioned!
Inside the Great Wei Palace of Literature, there was dead silence. Cao Ru’s face turned white, his lips were iron blue, his pupils were expanding in fear, and his body was trembling.
Fang Ru was the same, his body trembling, his gaze filled with disbelief.
Xu Qingnian had become a saint.
He had become a saint at this time, at a time when sainthood was most unlikely.
This was no longer turning the tide of battle, this was knocking the heart and soul out of the Vermilion Saint lineage!
“Why! Why! Why!”
“Why do we lose every time, ten months, when he was a Confucian student, insulting us great Confucians, when he killed Fan Shang to establish his words, when he became a saint at the Palace of Literature.”
“We are obviously in the lineage of saints, why can’t we fight a Xu Qingnian?”
A great Confucian raised his voice. His voice was full of bitterness.
He did not understand, Xu Qingnian was just a Confucian student ten months ago, and had just entered the rank.
But now, ten months had pa*sed and Xu Qingnian had actually become a saint.
As this voice rang out, people suddenly froze.
One thing came to mind.
It had only been ten months since Xu Qingnian had become a saint!
It had only been ten months.
All of a sudden, the crowd froze in disbelief.
It had only been ten months since Xu Qingnian had become famous.
Ten months was already a good thing for a scholar to enter the ranking.
Xu Qingnian had spent ten months and had already become a saint.
How could this not cause people to be shocked?
Compared to the consternation of the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
Inside the capital of Great Wei, there was incomparable excitement, and everyone was thrilled.
Inside the imperial palace, Chen Zhengru’s pale face revealed a smile, his face was tired, he had abolished his Confucian position and was already incomparably weak.
But after seeing this scene, he swept away all his fatigue and was replaced by joy.
Gu Yan, Wang Xinzhi, Li Yanlong, the six ministers and the princes of the state were also overwhelmed with excitement.
They were too excited, after all, under such a desperate situation, Xu Qingnian had become a saint.
He saved the day.
It brought tears to people’s eyes and made their blood boil inexplicably.
“Congratulations, Your Majesty, the great Wei Dynasty has been revealed in its full glory!”
Someone spoke up, looked towards the Empress and said so.
Outside the hall, the empress watched all this quietly, looking at Xu Qingnian’s position, her eyes filled with joy.
A joy that came from her heart.
However, what she did not know was that her joy was not because Xu Qingnian had become a saint and could bring something to Great Wei.
Rather, she was happy that Xu Qingnian had become a saint, and she was happy from the bottom of her heart.
No one would have known, not even herself, that there had been a change in her heart.
It was also at this moment that a voice rang out, the voice of Chen Zhengru.
“We, the others, pay our respects to Xu Sheng.”
As he spoke, he made a deep bow in the direction where Xu Qingnian was.
As Chen Zhengru’s voice resounded, the crowd immediately followed suit and opened their mouths, bowing towards the Smoky Cloud Mansion.
Even the empress, at this moment, also made a slight bow towards the Smoky Cloud Mansion, not a great salute, but indeed a salute.
Although Xu Qingnian was only a half-saint, he had received half of Great Wei’s national fortune, so naturally the empress could pay homage.
Now, half of Great Wei’s national luck was in Xu Qingnian’s possession.
And at this moment.
Xu Qingnian’s voice also rang out.
“When I become a saint, all the rulers of Great Wei will be like dragons.”
Xu Qingnian spoke, and as this voice rang out, in an instant, a ray of holy light shot out from Xu Qingnian’s body and fell towards Great Wei.
In the middle of the capital, inside the imperial palace, Chen Zhengru and Wang Xinzhi were illuminated by the holy light.
Soon new Hao Rang Qi was once again gathered within their bodies, this Hao Rang Qi was much purer than the Hao Rang Qi in their bodies before.
As the Hao Ren Qi filled the air, jade crowns appeared above their heads, these were the Jade Crowns of Heaven and Earth.
The two of them, had achieved the status of Great Confucian of Heaven and Earth.
“Hiss!”
When the Great Confucian of the Palace of Literature saw this scene, their eyes went straight.
The two of them, Chen Zhengru and Wang Xinzhi, had abolished their Confucian status and added it to the Cauldron of National Fortune.
And now, with Xu Qingnian’s words.
Not only had Chen Zhengru and Wang Xinzhi regained their Confucian status, they had even made a direct breakthrough to become Great Confucians of Heaven and Earth.
How could this not shock the scholars of the Palace of Literature, and how could it not make the great scholars of the Palace of Literature sour-eyed?
Chen Zhengru and Wang Xinzhi were not the only ones.
A beam of light shone through, and it also entered the bodies of the other hundred officials.
A vast aura of righteousness permeated the palace.
In an instant.
A shocked look appeared on Gu Yan’s face.
“I …… I’ve actually become a great Confucian too?”
“Hiss! I’ve become a great Confucian too?”
“Shouren, oh no, this tactic of Xu Sheng is too terrifying, isn’t it? I’ve become a great scholar too!”
Gu Yan, Li Yanlong, Zhou Yan and Zhang Jing had all become great scholars.
They had the righteousness in their bodies and had instantly broken through to become great Confucians, without having to make their intentions clear, without having to make a statement, and without having to write a book.
Because Xu Qingnian had made their intentions clear, established their words and written their books for them.
This is the true Confucian Way.
To establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a life for the people, to follow the teachings of the sages of the past, and to open up peace for all ages.
As long as one of them is fulfilled, one can become a great Confucian.
“I! I! Me! How come I didn’t become a great Confucian?”
An Guo openly opened his mouth, he frowned slightly and spoke thus, while the crowd looked over and subconsciously thought that An Guo Gong had also become a great Confucian, only to be silenced after hearing these words.
A good guy, a military official also wants to become a great scholar?
At this moment, in the Great Wei Dynasty, the Qi of talent permeated 30,000 miles.
Not only them, but throughout the whole of the Great Wei Kyoto, there were many people who had been enriched with holy light, and they were all gentlemen.
Some have retired to the mountains, some have educated people to become talented, and some have promoted the Sacred Way.
They have made many contributions to the Confucian Way, and although they have remained silent, they have never wavered in their adherence to it for decades, and today, Xu Qingnian rewarded them.
The entire Palace of Literature was completely silent.
Xu Qingnian had not only become a saint, but also possessed such means. Even the Palace of Literature could not make an ordinary person become a great Confucian.
In other words, Xu Qingnian’s actions were beyond the Palace.
The entire Wen Palace knew that the momentum was gone!
“When I become a saint, the fortunes of the Great Wei Kingdom will flourish for ten thousand years.”
“May my people of Great Wei, free from suffering and cold, free from famine and war, live and work in peace and happiness.”
Only, Xu Qingnian’s voice did not stop there.
He continued to speak, and this was his second voice.
As this voice rang out.
Endless public opinion poured into the Great Wei State Cauldron.
The originally somewhat deflated State Cauldron, at this moment, filled with wisps of purple Qi, exploded ten times in size, and exuded a terrifying majesty.
People were shocked, and within the capital of Great Wei, the hundred officials were even more wide-eyed when they saw this scene.
In the Huaining Palace, Prince Huaining looked deadly at the Cauldron of National Fortune, an unbelievable sound escaping from his throat.
“The National Luck metamorphosis!”
His gaze was filled with shock.
The Great Wei’s national luck had been declining, but now it had actually received an unprecedented metamorphosis.
Roar!
An earth-shattering dragon roar rang out.
Only to see that a true dragon flew out from the Cauldron of National Fortune.
The true dragon soared through the nine heavens, emitting a guttural dragon roar that resounded throughout the entire Central Continent.
The true dragon then hovered around the Cauldron of National Fortune before finally disappearing into the Cauldron of National Fortune.
On all four sides of the Cauldron, dragon patterns even emerged!
“The Great Wei Dragon Cauldron!”
“This is the Dragon Cauldron! The Great Wei National Fortune has completely taken shape and metamorphosed into a Dragon Cauldron! This! This! This ……. Even the Great Ancestor didn’t do it back then.”
Chen Zhengru pointed at the vault of heaven, his voice filled with disbelief, while in his eyes was ecstasy.
Even.
By this moment, the Great Wei Empress could not help but reveal a look of elation.
A look of unbelievable elation.
Xu Qingnian possessed the public opinion of Great Wei, and now he was linked to the national fortune, which, coupled with the Sheng Sheng creation, allowed the Great Wei national fortune to metamorphose and form the Dragon Cauldron.
Although it is not the legendary Dragon Cauldron of the Middle Continent, the fact that the cauldron has taken the form of a dragon means that this dynasty is about to take off completely.
It is a blessing from heaven and earth, and its qi is unparalleled.
In other words, if Wei were to send its troops north, even if it sent 100,000 troops, it might be able to sweep away the barbarians!
How could one hundred thousand fight?
Before the men arrived, meteorites fell from the sky and bombarded the barbarians ten times first.
Then the barbarians suffer a severe drought, lack of water and food, and some other natural and man-made disasters.
It is possible that when the 100,000-strong army arrives at the barbarians, they will find that the barbarians are almost dead.
It sounds a bit exaggerated, but there is a certain possibility.
The country’s fortunes flourished.
The Great Wei Dragon Tripod, this is an achievement that all the emperors of the 700 years of Great Wei have wanted to achieve.
Today.
Xu Qingnian had achieved it.
This was incredible.
And at that moment, the Palace of Literature suddenly burst into countless rays of light, Hong Sheng had learnt to be wise, he no longer screamed.
He wanted to break away directly and flee from the Great Wei, not daring to oppose Xu Qingnian.
Xu Qingnian had become a half-saint, and they had already lost this fight.
And they had lost completely.
To stay would be to seek death.
But at the very moment when Wen Gong wanted to disengage, Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out.
“When I become a saint, I will cut down all the hypocrites in the world.”
“The third sword of a gentleman, the sword of asking for the heart.”
A cold, indifferent voice rang out.
It did not carry any hint of emotion.
In an instant, the Wen Sword, which was originally attacking Xu Qingnian, suddenly collapsed, and the power of the Reader all coalesced into the Sword of the Gentleman.
This was the third sword.
The Sword of Questioning the Heart.
Everyone knew.
The Palace of Literature.
It was going to be a big disaster this time.
