My wife is a sword god

In just a few days, the reputation of the Poor Academy spread among ordinary people, especially the phrase "Heaven will give great responsibilities to this person", which resonated with countless people and made them cry.

In the past, they had no choice but to hope that their children could learn martial arts or learn how to make a living as soon as possible, and then have a capital to survive in this world.

After all, the Imperial Academy is not a good place for those poor children who want to study.

But with the establishment of the Poor Academy, this idea has changed. Perhaps, being a literary saint is also a feasible path for poor children.

Because of this, there are more and more students in the Poor Academy, even to the point where a school can't accommodate them.

This also led to Qin Feng almost teaching from morning to night, with no time to rest.

Although very tired, Qin Feng was also very happy. Seeing those students absorbing knowledge like a sponge absorbing water, he felt that his efforts were worth it.

Of course, sometimes, he really couldn't hold on and let the students read the books on the academy's bookshelf and recite them by themselves.

At night, Qin Feng, who had been busy all day, returned to the Qin Mansion.

He opened the window, expanded his consciousness and looked at the sky. There were many more white life stars than he had seen before.

And there were many white life stars inside, emitting bright and dazzling white light, which made it difficult for people to look directly at them.

The most surprising thing was that these white life stars did not even need him to use positive energy to lead them, and they automatically pulled the qi and merged into the sea of ​​​​gods to form life star projections!

Every time at this time, there would be sporadic pictures flashing before his eyes like slides.

There were women waiting at home who cried with joy when they saw the men who had returned from the battle.

There were demon slayers who survived the battle against demons and ghosts, and drank with their colleagues in the restaurant.

These people were all people who were blessed by gunpowder.

In addition to these, there were also poor students who went home and told their parents what they had learned today.

There were young men who read the books borrowed from the Poor Academy by lamplight at night, with a happy smile on their faces.

These are all students from the Poor Academy.

Looking at these pictures, Qin Feng smiled with relief. He knew that everything he had done was not in vain.

When he led his consciousness into the sea of ​​gods, the sea of ​​clouds of righteousness had already covered the sky and the sun.

In the hundred years of wasted time in the academy, although the passage of time was fake, the books he had read were real.

And the literary aura on those books naturally merged into the sea of ​​gods and transformed into a part of the sea of ​​righteousness.

Although the trip to the academy was painful, it made his mind more determined and he learned more extensively. In short, it was obviously more beneficial than harmful.

It was just that the phantom of the saint turned into white light and sank into his eyebrows, which made him feel uneasy.

Because until now, he had not found the white light.

As for the scene of the gods and demons descending to the world seen in the academy, and the scene of the saint coming to the sky, they also made Qin Feng worried.

The words spoken by the mysterious existence in the crack in the sky still echo in his ears.

"The saint used his own life as a price to recast the seal of heaven and earth to prevent the existence above the sky from coming to the world.

How long can this seal of heaven and earth last, a hundred years, a thousand years?

If the seal is broken, there will be no saints in the world now. Who can stop the gods and demons, who can fight against that terrifying existence?"

Perhaps, when that day comes, the end of the human race will come.

Qin Feng thought for a long time, and suddenly laughed at himself: "There are talents in the world, and each of them leads the world for hundreds of years.

Just like the saint said, there is not only one him in the world.

Today's Daqian also has Tianjian Guoshi, Zhenshen Siyu, twelve gods and thirty-six stars, and those soldiers who are not afraid of life and death.

Perhaps there is no existence comparable to the saint, but the human race is not completely hopeless."

"What a great Jiangshan has talents in the world, and each of them leads the world for hundreds of years, which is very much what I want." In the empty wing room, a voice suddenly sounded inexplicably.

Qin Feng was startled and stood up and looked around: "Who is it, who is talking?"

No one answered.

He swallowed his saliva. The voice always made him feel familiar. And the self-proclaimed "I" was exactly the same as the tone of the saint in the hallucination of the academy.

Qin Feng was a little unbelievable, and whispered: "Saint, is it you?"

As soon as the voice fell, a white shadow whose appearance could not be seen clearly appeared on the heart-searching platform in Qin Feng's sea of ​​​​mind, and even dragged Qin Feng's consciousness into the sea of ​​​​mind.

The white shadow pointed his finger, and the surface of the heart-searching platform with a faint golden light was like ripples on the lake, and golden words jumped into the void.

"Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, inherit the unique knowledge of the past saints, and open peace for all generations.

It's interesting. No wonder you haven't stepped into the fifth-grade Haoran realm for a long time. It turns out that your ambition is so grand."

Looking at this white shadow, Qin Feng was finally able to confirm that the saint really sneaked into his body!

"Saint, you are not dead?"

"Saint? That's what the future generations call me? There are no saints in this world. I am just a scholar.

My body has long turned into smoke. What you see now is just a remnant soul that will dissipate at any time."

Qin Feng was a little moved when he heard this. In the scene of the academy, he also clearly saw that for the sake of the human race, the saint voluntarily sacrificed himself just to re-seal the seal of heaven and earth.

This kind of righteousness is admirable.

"I thought the remnant soul would be sealed in my humble abode forever until you appeared and took me away."

Humble abode? It was the academy.

It turned out that the so-called saying of the manifestation of the cultural treasure was all fictitious, and the academy was just the home of the saint.

"Is it because since ancient times, no one has been able to pass the academy's mental test, so you have never been able to get out of there?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

"Mental test?" The white shadow was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said: "I have been reading and reflecting in my humble abode for many years, and the aura on my body has been contaminated by the humble abode, so that it has turned into a space treasure.

Reading there is like a dream, a hundred years in it, but only a moment in the outside world.

This is also to allow future scholars to enter my humble abode and remember what I have learned in my life in a short period of time."

"Uh" Qin Feng's face froze, so that's what happened!

Although the saint's original intention was good, a hundred years of loneliness, only with books to accompany, that kind of suffocating feeling of near despair, is it something that ordinary people can bear?

Tai, luckily I was determined enough and didn't destroy the self-questioning platform, otherwise it would be embarrassing. Qin Feng secretly rejoiced.

"As for why my remaining soul can leave my humble home with you, it's just because I sensed a familiar breath on you." The white shadow spoke again.

"Familiar breath?" Qin Feng didn't understand.

"It was your eyes that took my remaining soul away."