Showing kindness without asking for repayment, not even willing to let the world know, willing to bear all the sins, even if it meant sinking into eternal damnation, this was a saint.
Chen Chang Sheng was the Pope, and the Pope was naturally a Saint. The problem was that he did not want to be a Saint, he only wanted to be a good person.
But good people must be rewarded.
Chen Chang Sheng was persistent because he had seen too many counterexamples.
The Tianhai Divine Empress and Shang Xingzhou could be called ambitious schemers or schemers, but in short, they could not be described as good people.
His martial uncle the Pope was a good person, so he lived the most arduous life. Moreover, no matter how that war ended, he would still have to die.
Bie Yanghong had also died, and Wang Po had almost died several times. Good people truly did not live long lives.
No wonder Su Li was not willing to be a good person.
Chen Changsheng replied, "I personally saw Bie Yanghong die."
Mao Qiuyu sighed.
Chen Chang Sheng continued, "I want to be a good person, and I also want good karma. It's hard for me to do it by myself, so I need help."
Many people were helping him, such as Tang Thirty-Six, Su Mo Yu, Luo Luo, and Xu You Rong.
Just now, in front of the same window, Xu Yourong and Mao Qiuyu talked for a long time, trying to convince him not to do anything.
But in Chen Chang Sheng's eyes, this was not enough.
He looked at Mao Qiuyu and said seriously, "I need your help."
Different from Xu You Rong, his request was very simple, and the reason was also very simple.
He asked Mao Qiuyu to help him because good people in the world would always be rewarded.
In the ups and downs of the world, it was very difficult to judge whether someone was guilty or not. Was it really that easy to judge whether someone was good or bad?
Mao Qiuyu looked into his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "If I don't agree with you, what will you do?"
"I don't know."
Chen Chang Sheng seriously thought about it and said embarrassedly, "I really don't know."
This wasn't a simple repetition, nor was it an emphasis. He really couldn't think of what he should do if that was the case.
Mao Qiuyu calmly looked into his eyes, and suddenly said, "All right."
This was a very simple answer.
Chen Chang Sheng was startled for a moment, then he happily laughed.
Mao Qiuyu also laughed.
After not seeing him for several years, the Pope was still that simple youth.
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Back in the Mausoleum of Books, when Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong encountered that Monolith Guardian called Ji Jin, they had a conversation.
He said she was a good person, and she said he was a good person, too.
It wasn't that they wanted to distance themselves from each other, but it was a sincere evaluation of each other.
But that was not the spiritual goal that Xu Yourong pursued.
Good and evil had nothing to do with the Great Dao.
If she didn't meet Chen Chang Sheng, perhaps she would be more indifferent to this world and look down on it.
Just like the Tianhai Divine Empress.
Of course, even if she met Chen Chang Sheng, she didn't think she was a good person in the normal sense. For example, in the current situation, Chen Chang Sheng was only moved by Xun Mei's story and acted purely out of goodwill, but she still wanted to gain some benefits from it.
The forest of the Mausoleum of Books was covered in a thin layer of frost and snow, making it seem like a forest of jasper.
The black Reflecting Monolith also had a few snowflakes left on it, making it look more like a rubbing. It had a different kind of allure than usual.
Xu Yourong's gaze left the Reflecting Monolith and rested on his body. She indifferently said, "Back then, Chen Changsheng and I promised you that we would let you leave the Mausoleum of Books. Now is the time for us to fulfill our promise. What do you think?"
The Monolith Guardian called Ji Jin also had snow on his shoulder. It was obvious that he had been waiting here for a very long time.
Hearing Xu Yourong's words, Ji Jin was very excited, but a hint of fear appeared in his eyes. "Is it really possible?"
The Mausoleum of Books was the most sacred place of the continent, so its rules were naturally the strictest.
Cultivators had to swear a blood oath to never leave the Mausoleum of Books. Only then could they become Monolith Guardians and have the privilege of viewing the monoliths at any time.
In the past several thousand years, only Su Li had once forcefully taken two Monolith Guardians from the Mausoleum of Books. No other Monolith Guardians had ever left alive.
Xu Yourong calmly said, "I am the Holy Maiden and Chen Changsheng is the Pope. Our words are the rules."
Ji Jin uneasily asked, "Is it the Great Zhou Imperial Court?"
Xu Yourong replied, "Last night, the Great Zhou Emperor issued an imperial decree."
Only now did Ji Jin truly believe that he could leave.
His body began to tremble. He kneeled in the snow and kowtowed to Xu Yourong.
The self-isolation from many years ago and the subsequent years of imprisonment, as well as the regret that gnawed at his Dao heart day and night, all transformed into ecstasy at this moment.
But what followed was disappointment and unease.
He had lived in the Mausoleum of Books for so many years. Could he really leave? Did he really have to leave just like this?
Xu Yourong did not give him too much time to grieve. "If the other Monolith Guardians want to leave, they can as well."
Ji Jin came to his senses and said, "Many thanks to the Holy Maiden and His Holiness the Pope for their kindness. I will go inform them."
Xu Yourong took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it over. "Help me deliver this letter."
Ji Jin came from Scholartree Manor in the south. After leaving the Mausoleum of Books, he naturally had to return.
This letter was for that important figure of Scholartree Manor.
Xu Yourong left the Reflecting Monolith hut and came to the wide and straight road beneath the mausoleum.
The Grand Examination had been halted for two years now, so there were even fewer cultivators in the Mausoleum of Books. It was very deserted.
She went to Xun Mei's former residence and realized that no one had lived there in the last few years, but it had been very clean.
It had already been a very long time since the youths who made and ate the dried meat rice had returned.
Then, she held her hands behind her back and walked south, taking in her surroundings.
Just like in the Li Palace, she really was like an old minister returning to his hometown to take a stroll in the market.
To the cultivators of the world, the Mausoleum of Books was a holy land, but to her, it was just a scenery worth seeing.
She quickly walked past the bluestone covered with canals and arrived at the southern part of the Mausoleum of Books.
With a slight stir in the snow, a black-clothed girl appeared at her side.
"You had me run to so many places. I thought that you had already made arrangements, but I didn't expect that you would actually forget about the most important person."
The Black Dragon jeered at her, "If I had that guy deliver the letter, when would he be able to deliver it? It's better if I go. "
Xu Yourong replied, "A personal letter and Ji Jin are both ways I wish to express my sincerity."
The Black Dragon was somewhat confused. "What are you prepared to do with Wang Po?"
Xu Yourong did not answer this question. She only quietly gazed at the Divine Path before her.
The Divine Path paved with white stone was still there, and it seemed even more pure and divine in the snow.
The pavilion was no longer there, and that elderly Divine General who had sat there for six hundred years had already died in Xuelao City.
At the very top of the Divine Path was a Heavenly Tome Monolith.
Chen Changsheng had told her that there was not a single word on that monolith.
The Empress had died there.
She was the Holy Maiden of the south, so she had the right to walk to the very top of the Divine Path.
But she did not.
She only wanted to rely on her own abilities to ascend.
Just like Chen Changsheng, Gou Hanshi, and the others could never forget Xun Mei.
Back then, Xun Mei had not ascended because Han Qing was standing guard.
If she wanted to ascend, who would stop her? (To be continued.)
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