Supreme Saint Of World

2For the rest of the day, Chen Fan continued to study the content of 'Moderation'. He forgot to eat or sleep, and only when his eyes were full of dark circles did he finally finish reading the classic that he had never carefully read in his previous life.    

    

After reading this book, Chen Fan cleared his throat and was about to look for Su Zimo to argue with him, but Su Zimo simply threw out the second book. It was a copy of 'A Hundred Family Chat', and he said, "Look at this book again!"    

    

The next day, Chen Fan once again read for an entire day. During this process, he slowly forgot the fact that he was originally a Spirit Transformation cultivator. Instead, he assumed that his identity was that of a cold-blooded scholar under Su Zimo's tutelage!    

    

As for Chen Fan's arrival, the others in the Scripture Academy did not express any emotions. They only came on time every day, and then left on time to do their own things.    

    

Chen Fan was different from them. Other than reading books, he had nothing else to do, so he could only bring his school seat with him day after day. Su Zimo would find someone to send him three meals a day.    

    

Logically speaking, to study like this every day, with someone else serving him, was an extremely comfortable thing. However, Chen Fan's heart was filled with even more questions.    

    

"Since one must die eventually, since there is always an end to manpower, why must he diligently and tirelessly pursue knowledge?"    

    

Carrying these questions in his heart, Chen Fan began asking Su Zimo for the first time.    

    

"Look at the sky and the land! There is no end to the mountains and rivers!" If humans compare with nature, it is equivalent to ants compared to humans. Since there is no difference between humans and ants, then are you willing to become an ant from this point on? "    

    

When Su Zimo heard this, he put down the ancient scroll in his hand and looked out the window, sighing faintly as he spoke.    

    

"Of course not!"    

    

Chen Fan blurted out the answer without even thinking.    

    

"Since you think of it, life is generally short! Then as a human, what's the difference between being an ant and being an ant!? It seems like in your heart, there is still a difference between humans and ants. As for what's the difference, go read more books and then come to me! "    

    

Su Zimo laughed out loud. After he finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Chen Fan and just let him leave.    

    

"What's the difference between humans and ants?"    

    

Chen Fan mumbled to himself, his eyes filled with uncertainty. He returned to his seat and started reading the scriptures once more.    

    

However, this time, Chen Fan's reading of the classics changed from Confucianism to Taoism. His reading of the scriptures also changed from Analects to the Classic of Morals and Classics of Southern Flowers.    

    

On the first day, when Chen Fan read 'The heavens and earth are heartless, everything is just like a stray dog!' … 'To be heartless, the saints treat the people like ruminants! ' When he did, he only felt dazzled. The questions that Su Zimo had asked him earlier kept revolving in his mind.    

    

On the second day, Chen Fan and a little bug emerged from the book and sat there in a daze, staring at the book for the entire day.    

    

On the third day, Chen Fan closed the book and slept on a chair for a long time.    

    

"..."    

    

After that, every time Chen Fan read a good sentence, he would fall into deep thought or spend half a day or even longer to close his eyes and rest. The cultivators he played the role of a mortal would also return as usual, their eyes flashing with a burning light.    

    

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, 10 years had passed!    

    

In these ten years, Chen Fan had changed from a young man to a thirty year old middle-aged man. His face was full of stubble, his hair was disheveled, and half of his hair had already turned white.    

    

On this day, it was originally the day that Chen Fan was lost in thought while reading books. However, at this moment, a cultivator who was wearing a humble robe and running a long distance seemed to have gone crazy. He threw the textbook in his hand onto the ground and actually ran out of the academy, shouting towards the sky:    

    

"F * ck, laozi is here to comprehend a high level Concept, not to experience some kind of Loser's Classic! "I won't become stronger if I learn these things, I'm not going to work anymore …"    

    

Just as the cultivator was hooting, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by the appearance of a pair of green sun-like eyes. Looking downwards, one could see a strange laughter coming from the mouth, and a huge white jade palm, about a hundred meters in size, flew out from within, grabbing the cultivator below and putting him into its mouth.    

    

After doing all of this, the giant green eyes in the sky looked down, especially at Chen Fan. A sharp laughter that sounded like the roar of a hurricane came from the rift, then it slowly closed.    

    

"Another one has gone mad!"    

    

"How many times has it been in the past few decades?"    

    

"No, I can't count!"    

    

"..."    

    

The surrounding cultivators in the academy were all shocked. Their expressions started to waver, as if they were about to lose control of their hearts and wake up from their mortal roles. However, they still stopped in shock and continued to maintain their own states.    

    

"The world is a cage, and outside the cage, there are ferocious beasts that can eat people!"    

    

Chen Fan looked at the sky. For the first time, he felt this way. However, he didn't feel any sadness or fear. Instead, he buried himself deeper into the book.    

    

The four levels had changed over the years, and soon, another twenty years had passed.    

    

Chen Fan had turned into a middle-aged man. His face was weathered, and there were deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. His eyes were no longer as bright as when he was young, but they contained the principles of the world.    

    

In these 20 years, a few more cultivators had been captured and eaten by the terrifying giant that appeared in the sky. At this moment, there were only five people left in the academy.    

    

On this day, despite already having a head full of white hair, he was still talking animatedly with Su Zimo about life and death.    

    

Wordlessly, he pointed to the ground in front of the academy. There was an old dog on the ground, but it was on its last breath.    

    

"Sir, when I first saw this dog, it was still a young cub, but now it is on the verge of death! He had spent his entire life in this academy. There were no twists or turns, only boredom! If you ask me, I can see that this dog is no different from dead, so what's the point of it living? "    

    

Hearing the question, Su Zi Mo's complexion became old and aged. He opened his turbid eyes, which contained the laws of the world, and looked at Su Zhi Mo without uttering a word. He coughed slightly and smiled:    

    

"How do you know that the dog is alive and dead? You are not the dog, so naturally you cannot understand the dog's own happiness!" If you don't believe me, you can go up and try to understand this dog's life and see if it is struggling or not! "" You only think that your life is boring, but you also think that this dog's life is boring, and that is forcing your thoughts and feelings onto this dog. This dog actually wants to live more than you can imagine.    

    

Hearing Su Zimo's voice, the old man silently walked out from the desk in front of him and walked towards an old dog that was crawling on the ground. He walked up to the old dog and extended two thick arms.