This made all the students at Burial Mountain Academy worried, even the people in Bo City.

It’s also a matter of honor.

First, he was canonized and achieved the status of virtual saint, and now it was his teacher's turn to achieve the status of saint.

Baocheng is indeed a land of outstanding people!

Christmas land.

House prices immediately began to rise crazily, skyrocketing all of a sudden.

"You must bear it."

"Haha, Master An is about to achieve the status of a saint. He is worthy of being the master of sainthood..."

"My restaurant, Master An, says it's delicious! The wine is good, the food is good..."

"Master An has lived in my courtyard for more than half a year, and he agreed! Now it only costs three hundred taels, and you can have a close contact with Master An. Don't miss it, students."

"Master An has eaten my steamed buns."

"Master An has eaten my dumplings."

"Master An has eaten my roast chicken."

"Master An has eaten my bacon."

"Master An said it was delicious!"

"Master An said it was delicious!"

"What is Master An? It's a saint! An saint!"

"Oh, yes, it's An Shengren."

"That's not right. When Master An became a saint, he was still the master of Burial Mountain Academy. What's wrong?"

"Master An became a saint today, and the buns cost a hundred dollars each."

"A hundred dollars? Why don't you go and grab it? Usually it's only a penny each..."

"Master An has eaten my steamed buns and they all say they are delicious! Besides, today is the day when An courtyard is sanctified. Is a steamed bun expensive at one hundred dollars? Isn't Master An's steamed buns worth a hundred dollars?"

"

"It seems to make sense. Master An's steamed buns naturally cost more than a hundred dollars..."

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On the sky.

The straight figure finally bent slightly.

"Is there really no hope...?"

The old doctor from the Twenty-Seventh Academy muttered, feeling a little dejected, as if he had lost his soul.

This makes countless people unwilling.

It has caused pain to countless people.

Many old Confucian scholars couldn't help crying.

Other sects, such as Mohists, Legalists, military strategists, doctors, etc., all sighed and looked up to the sky.

My heart is too big.

Why bother?

It seemed that the eyes of the whole world were on An Xiu, paying attention to everything about him nervously. Especially the Confucian disciples, everyone seemed to hold their breath, not even daring to blink...

Be sure to hold on!

"Although there are thousands of people, I will go..."

At this time, An Xiu, who was bent down, straightened up as he spoke, and walked deeper into the sky. He could bear the weight of the heavens...

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Chapter completed!