Zhou Shu smiled slightly and did not stop them. These questions were also very curious about him.

Sima Yi looked at Zhou Shu and said calmly, "I still don't know whether they are those two saints, nor do I know why they fought."

Caiying blinked, "How could it be, your ancestors deliberately hid and didn't they say anything about such a glorious thing?"

"It's not hidden, it's impossible to say."

Sima Yi nodded, "The ancestral teachings repeatedly emphasized that he was most afraid that his disciples would use the name of a saint, so he didn't even say who the saint was. The facts also proved that the ancestral teachings were right. If the younger generations were proud of this and did despicable things in the name of a saint, they would inevitably lead to the destructive family."

Caiying was a little confused, "How could it be? You are all disciples of saints. Even if you do something wrong, at most everyone says that you ruin the reputation of saints and cannot destroy you. Everyone knows that with saints protecting you, the family will definitely not be in trouble."

Sima Yi said slowly, "The reputation of a saint cannot be corrupted, and others are not protecting the saints' disciples."

"ah?"

Caiying was stunned for a moment, as if she understood something, "I really didn't hear anyone say bad things about a saint."

Sima Yi nodded, "The saint will never be wrong, so if you use the name of a saint, no matter whether you do it wrong or right, the one who is wrong in the end is you. Others will not say a saint's word, but will only solve you. Then they also say that this is helping the saint and helping the saint clean up the portal."

Caiying understood and his heart tightened, "Then isn't this saint disciple a burden? If you make a little mistake, anyone may come to trouble you?"

"That's right, that's why the Sima family has to hide their names."

Sima Yi nodded, leaving only a bitter smile, "In the past, some ancestors didn't know how to hide it, so they said it out after doing things, thinking that they were making themselves famous and adding glory to the saints. As a result, they would only cause trouble to the family. No matter good or bad things, they were like this. Our blue and white bloodlines gradually disappeared. It has to be said that they have a lot to do with this point. The words "Sage Disciples" are very harmful to people."

Caiying curled her lips, "It's so difficult. I thought it was a good thing to have the title of saint disciple."

Sima Yi paused and sighed.

Caiying said again, "Since it's not good, why don't you just want to let it go? Moreover, I think you don't want to abandon it, and you still want to keep the disciples of the saints and even want to carry forward it. Wouldn't you cause trouble for yourself?"

Zhou Shu frowned, "You are talking nonsense again."

Sima Yi looked solemn, "The Palace Master spoke without hesitation, but he also hit the nail on the head. Yes, the Sima family has always wanted to carry forward the family."

Caiying glanced at Zhou Shu proudly, with an expression like "Look at me, look at me."

"We want the heavens to know that we are not only disciples of saints, but also... saints."

Sima Yi hesitated for a while, but still spoke. After saying that, he looked at Zhou Shu and said slowly, "This is the wish of me and my ancestors of all generations. We have met saints and helped saints. Why can't we be saints? Why can't we become saints?"

As he spoke, his tone became excited unconsciously.

Bang! Ha!

Zhou Shu stroked his palm hard, and a smile appeared on his face, "You said it very well, Brother Sima!"

"Don't you find it funny?"

Sima Yi was surprised and sighed, "If you want to laugh, just laugh. I know this is a delusion, but... hey, the disciples of the saints sound loud, but it is a burden that cannot be greater. Over the years, our family has already carried enough."

"What am I laughing? Why do I laugh?"

Zhou Shu looked solemn, "Brother Sima, you are the second practitioner I have ever seen who aims as a saint. I admire you very much. As a practitioner, you should have such ambition. If you don't want to become a saint, what kind of practitioner you are?!"

Sima Yi was stunned for a while, "You...you are talking."

He was just excited for a moment, but now he was frightened by Zhou Shu's bold words.

I was a little dazed for a moment and didn't know what to say.

He actually didn't have the idea of ​​"not being a saint, but not being a practitioner", he just forced him to do so.

Over the years, the word "Saint Disciple" has become the shackles of the Sima family. There are only two possibilities to get rid of this shackle. The first is to change the family name and completely disconnect from the saint. The second is to become a saint. The first is to become a saint. No matter how you choose, it is a sinner, and there is only the second one.

The goal is very illusory, but it can only be done.

Just saying the word "becoming a saint" took a lot of his courage, but why did he say the same words from Zhou Shu, so calm that he seemed to have drunk a glass of water? Does he really want to become a saint?

Thinking of this, he felt a little stuttered, as if he was being grabbed by something.

Looking at Zhou Shu, he was confused for a moment.

Caiying came to Zhou Shu and said in anticipation, "The first one, is the first one my palace? I remember saying it?"

"no."

Zhou Shu pressed her head and slowly turned her over, saying in a deep voice, "Brother Sima, those who have ambition have achieved success. Your family has such a plan. I will support you with all my strength and hope that we can grow together. When your family has a saint, I can also benefit from it. Caiying, if Brother Sima teaches you, you must also be careful."

Sima Yi didn't know whether to say yes or not, so he just nodded timidly.

After finally calming down, he looked at Caiying and said, "Prince Lord, the blue and white bloodline is really useful. Communication is only one aspect, and defense is its real amazing foundation. Such as blue and white entanglement, blue and white porcelain, etc., if used well, no matter how many Hunyuan Jinxian can block it."

Caiying said without thinking, "Only if it does not conflict with the sword body, then it will be a good thing."

"Of course it's okay."

Sima Yi smiled and said, "Prince Lord, the power of blood is not necessarily used from blood. Besides, it is blood itself, and can also be transformed into power. When you act with the sword body, it will not interfere with the sword intent, and it can also become the best auxiliary to the sword body. Of course, it is no problem for you to complement each other. When you start to understand the blood vessels in depth, you will know that the power of blue and white blood vessels is definitely stronger than you imagined, especially your blood vessels, which are stronger."

Caiying waved her hand, but she seemed impatient but was actually very happy, "Okay, I'll just study, let's start now?"

"Not now. Brother Sima and I are going to pick up people. You can stay here and study when we come back."

Zhou Shu looked at her with a serious expression, "Next time we go out, your blood power must come in handy. If it doesn't work, don't go out in the future. Stay in Xianshu City to teach others the swordsmanship."

"Then...then, I just study hard! I don't want to teach those idiots every day!"

Caiying became anxious and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Sima, come back and teach me quickly, and teach me well!"

"It must be, it must be. As long as the palace lord wants to learn, I promise to teach."
Chapter completed!