Qin Mu was stunned. He looked at Si Yunxiang, then looked at Grandma Si beside him, and his mind was a little confused. He always thought that Grandma Si was Si Yunxiang, but now another Si Yunxiang ran out, and he was the contemporary saint of the Demon Sect!

He now feels his head is very confused. This contemporary saint is also surnamed Si. He has preconceived ideas, so he keeps testing whether she is Grandma Si. He has also deliberately teased the saint several times to see if she will be shy!

It was not until the last time Si Yunxiang tested him that he confirmed that Si Yunxiang was Grandma Si, and now...

"The saints of this generation are much safer than the previous generation of saints, and the saints of this generation are just monsters."

A white elder called out, "Although they are all from the Si family, this generation of saints will not cause harm to our Holy Church."

Grandma Si glared at her.

The elder turned his head and pretended not to see it.

Si Yunxiang stepped forward and came to Qin Mu. She was still a little shy and gave her a gift: "Young Master, the saint Si Yunxiang has seen the Young Master."

Qin Mu quickly returned the greeting and said, "You are polite junior sister."

"This generation of saints is so generous."

An old man sighed: "It's not like the previous generation, as a wife, he actually killed the Holy Lord."

Grandma Si was furious and shouted, "I'm still here, what do you want to do if you are smelly old man?"

The old man quickly shut up and did not dare to argue with her.

"Saint Maiden Si Yunxiang is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Qin Mu's eyes flashed, and he looked at the seemingly weak and shy girl beside him, and said to himself: "She has a very heavy mind. She should be the one who defeated the Buddhist son, and then she came to show off to me and test my depth. She had already known that I was the young leader, but she was still showing off in front of me for what was she doing?"

Grandma Si smiled and said, "Yunxiang is from our Si family. The ancestor personally taught her for several years. The ancestor had already found you before he found her. After meeting her, he sighed that if he had met her earlier, he would not have chosen you."

Qin Mu looked at Si Yunxiang, and it happened that Si Yunxiang also looked at him. The two met their eyes, and Qin Mu saw in her seemingly gentle eyes that he was dissatisfied.

Qin Mu smiled slightly.

Si Yunxiang should have been cultivated by the young ancestor according to the rules of the leader, and then she and Qin Mu took the Tai Academy exam in the same year, so she should have the intention of comparing the two.

Qin Mu never knew that there would be another competition between him and this girl.

However, Qin Mu was too amazed in the big exam and beat Taoist Lingyun all the way to the emperor. No matter how Si Yunxiang did, he would be compared to him. It was impossible for him to do more outstandingly.

The subsequent Grandmaster exam tested Qin Mu's ability as the leader. After the exam, the young Grandmaster had a heart, and the candidate in his mind was not Si Yunxiang. Compared to her, Qin Mu was more suitable to be the Holy Leader.

However, Si Yunxiang should not be convinced, so after defeating the Buddha's heart and the Buddha's son, she showed off her tests to Qin Mu.

The young ancestor looked around for a week and said, "King Qiantian hasn't arrived yet?"

“It hasn’t arrived yet.”

The young ancestor frowned. King Han has always been very angry and always rushed to the front no matter what happens. He has not arrived yet, which means he can no longer come.

What will be greater than the leader ascending the throne?

There is only one possibility that King Han Tian did not come to participate in the throne ceremony of the leader.

"Young Master, you must treat King Han's descendants well in the future." The young ancestor whispered.

Qin Mu's heart was trembling, and he was about to ask, but the young ancestor said in a deep voice: "Three hundred and sixty halls, display the flag, and meet the saints in the mountains!"

Swish.

The banners spread out, covering the entire city lord's mansion. The banners were unfolded and closed. The city lord's mansion in Yongzhou City disappeared out of thin air, without a trace. It was originally the place where the city lord's mansion was, but now only a piece of white land was left.

When the flag covering their heads disappeared, Qin Mu looked around and felt shocked. He saw that they had left the noisy Yongzhou City and came to a place that did not look like the world.

There is a round dome above the head and at the feet, there is a mountain standing in an illusory place, with no sky above or ground below.

The mountains are green, but you can't see the sun when you look up, and you can't see the earth when you look down. This mountain seems to be not in the world.

"This is Mount Shenglin?"

Qin Mu looked around and saw peaks and mountains, with palaces hidden deep in the mountains and forests. It should be the hall built by the Holy Church. However, the young ancestor did not take them to the hall, but came under a pine and cypress.

The pine and cypress are lush and have existed in the world for countless years. Under the pine and cypress is a thatched cottage. The cottage is very clean and does not reveal traces of decay as time goes by.

There was a big stone under the pine and cypress. The young ancestor came to the pine and cypress. The 360 ​​lords of the hall, the twelve elders of the twelve burials, the eight inspectors, the three sect kings, and the left and right guardians, each sitting down.

The young master signaled Qin Mu to come forward and said, "This mountain was originally on earth. When the founder of my Tiansheng Sect came here, he saw a woodcutter chopping wood, and it was this pine and cypress. The woodcutter swung his axe and chopped the pine and cypress, and the layout was orderly, as if it contained infinite wonderful principles. After eating an axe, the pine and cypress grew another piece and returned to its original state. The founder knew that he had met a saint, so he asked the woodcutter for advice. The woodcutter preached to him under the pine and cypress tree. After a lecture, it took decades. The founder gained endless insights, but he was still not satisfied, so he asked the woodcutter how to become a saint?"

Qin Mu listened carefully, and the young ancestor paused and continued, "The woodcutter said that if you want to become a saint, you must establish virtue, make merit, make words, and establish three immortality. The founding ancestor asked again, how to achieve three immortality? The woodcutter said, "Knowing the truth, knowing, knowing, and the three-minded ten thousand teachers. So the founding ancestor had a great enlightenment."

The young ancestor looked up and looked at the pine and cypress that had experienced vicissitudes of life: "The founding ancestor knew that if he wanted to become a saint, he had to be a teacher of Sanming and Ten Thousand People, so he sorted out the saint teachings, compiled them into a chapter, and compiled them into a record, which is what the outside world calls the Great Demon Sutra."

"The founder of the Shanshan period wrote the Great Demon Sutra and realized the truth."

"Then he traveled through the world and passed on hundreds of years to pass on the principles passed down by the saint to others. After he passed on the principles passed down by the saint to others, it became his principles. He said to you and listened to you, and this is knowledge. The founder did know clearly."

"As for the Ming Cult, the founder of the Shanshan School established a sect and was grateful to the woodcutter's guidance, so he called the Heavenly Holy Teaching, which established a doctrine. The way of the saint is no different from the daily use of the people. Anyone with different things is heresy! If you do things in a straightforward way and take it purely by nature, it is called the way. This is the origin of the doctrine of our teaching."

Below, although the masters, guardians, and elders of the various halls are all senior leaders of the Demon Sect, most of them have experienced the throne of the leader for the first time. Even the elders of the Protective Sect and the King of the Cult, they do not know much about this history.

They originally thought that the leader would need to hold a shocking ceremony to ascend the throne, but they did not expect that the young ancestor would talk about the history of founding the religion.

They also occasionally saw some records in the classics of this founding master, but they only glanced at the dragon, and did not speak the story carefully and movingly by the young master.

"The Ming Cult, in which the teaching means teaching, education. The founder of the mountain is to pass on the teachings of the saints to all the world. He has become a teacher of the Three Ming and thousands of people, knowing the truth, knowing and the Ming Cult, and establishing virtue and speaking, but he has failed to make contributions and failed to become a saint."1

The young ancestor said: "In his later years, he thought about it and did not know where the achievements were. Although the founder of the founder had never become a saint, he made words for the saints, taught himself, had perfect virtues, and was immortal. He was better than those who were mediocre. Qin Mu, are you willing to inherit the virtues and words of the founder of the founder of the founder of the maker, reason and knowledge?"

Qin Mu bowed, clasped his fists and stretched forward: "Disciple is willing."

The young ancestor smiled and said, "Then, the teaching is yours, you have to take him."

Qin Mu said in a deep voice: "Disciple is carrying it."

The young master smiled and said, "Sit on the stone."

Qin Mu walked forward and sat on the stone under the pine and cypress.

The young ancestor looked down and said in a deep voice: "This stone is the saint stone, the saint throne. The woodcutter who guided the founder back then was a saint from heaven. He had no blood relationship with the founder and had no interest. Just the ancestor seeks the Tao, he became a teacher and taught the founder's skills. The person sitting on this saint stone is the leader, but he is also the saint of my teaching."

His eyes swept across the hall masters, elders of the sect, inspectors, kings and Dharma protectors, and said in a deep voice: "You have always seen the holy masters with your disciples."

The 360th Lords of the Hall, the twelve elders of the sect, the eight major inspectors, the three major sect kings, and the left and right guardians of the Dharma all held their disciples one after another. The Saint Si Yunxiang hesitated for a moment and had to hold the disciples' courtesy.

"Disciple, please see the Holy Master!"

Everyone spoke in unison and resounded throughout the Holy Lin Mountain.

The young master looked at Grandma Si and said in a deep voice: "Li Tianxing, the new leader has ascended the throne. Haven't you shown up yet? Haven't you passed on my martial arts? Are you going to bring the holy skills I teach to the coffin and bury them completely?"

Grandma Si's body shook slightly, and an old voice came from her mouth: "Disciple... respect the teacher's order."

She was obviously a woman, but she spoke like an old man at this moment, with a very thick voice and a very domineering majesty. She didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the young ancestor.

Grandma Si came to Qin Mu. Qin Mu was about to stand up, but Grandma Si's palm was already pressing on his forehead. A wisp of golden light shone through Grandma Si's eyebrows. At the same time, various sounds sounded from the golden light, drilling into Qin Mu's eyebrows and in his mind.

"Master Li..." someone below whispered.

At this moment, it was Li Tianxing, the former leader of Grandma Si. Although he was plotted by Grandma Si, he planted himself in Grandma Si's heart of Taoism and became Grandma Si's inner demon, waiting for the opportunity, and replacing it with the woman he loved the most.

Qin Mu's various sounds in his mind were disordered and complicated, as if there were gods preaching outside the nine heavens, demons whispering in his ears, and Buddhas chanting scriptures in his heart, which was indescribable.

"The voice of the saint?"

His heart was trembling, and he suddenly thought of a possible possibility. This sound was the voice of the woodcutter who chopped wood. The scriptures that Master Li told him were the scriptures spoken by the founder of the woodcutter when he preached the Dharma!
Chapter completed!