Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World

Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World Chapter 121

Huo Yuanzhen returned to Shaolin Temple and received a grand welcome like farewell to everyone's remains.

Many monks surrounded Huo Yuanzhen with snot and tears. During these days when the abbot was away, Shaolin's heart was fluctuating. The sutras are weak and weak. In the past, when the abbot was there, I didn't feel that way, but now that the abbot is not there, the sky seems to be collapsing.

No one else said anything. Even the sweeping monk, Anonymous, left a dead spot in the process of sweeping the floor. This was a scene that would never have occurred in the past. How big is the impact.

Looking at the onlookers of monks, Huo Yuanzhen was extremely depressed when he wanted to talk to himself but did not dare to approach due to his authority.

This poor monk has passed away, so what?

"Okay, it's all gone, let's go back and do what we need to do. After a while, the abbot will check your homework. If you don't do well, you will have no meal at noon!"

The monks ran away cheering excitedly, as if not to be punished, but to be rewarded.

Huo Yuanzhen asked Hui Wu and the others to go back, with only Yi Chen, Yi Kong and Yi Jing beside them.

In the distance, Wuming took a broom and gently swept the yellow leaves on the ground. His bearing was calm, without a trace of fireworks, and he was completely different from the other day.

This is already the last yellow leaves, and now it's coming to November, and soon winter is coming, and when the time comes it's snowing.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't care about the details of Wuming and Wuming. Only himself knew about Shaolin Temple, and everyone else didn't know. Huo Yuanzhen didn't want to be known by anyone. The meaning of Wuming's existence was to ensure Shaolin Temple. Safety.

To Yichen and the others: "Several Junior Brothers, now that winter is about to enter, the war should not happen, but this poor monk estimates that there will likely be changes in the spring tomorrow, when the time comes, once the war starts, no matter whether the rivers, lakes, the government or the opposition will not be able to live in peace, the pattern of all influence will change, and I, Shaolin, in Henan, are at the cusp of the storm, when the time comes, where will you go?"

A few people peeped at each other, and the abbot was absent during this time, who has time to think about that.

"You haven't thought about it, and other people will not think about it. Born in distress and dying in comfort, we can't help but slow down and not come, so this poor monk decided to be a Shaolin winter. Development plan!"

A few people were at a loss, but after a few words they understood, what is the development plan at the back?

But fortunately, Huo Yuanzhen immediately explained, "You may not understand the development plan. This is actually a plan. What do we Shaolin need to do this winter? Times are progressing, Shaolin needs to develop, rivers and lakes. The competition is getting more and more fierce, you must have heard about the Demon Sect sneak attack Heavenly Dao Alliance a few days ago."

Several monks nodded frequently, this incident has caused a sensation in Henan Wulin, known to everyone, known to everyone.

"You see, Heavenly Dao Alliance is in a state of disintegration, but Hua Wuji cultivated Frost Realm, and now has broken through to the Innate Realm Middle Stage, having studied Frost Divine Palm, under his control Under this circumstance, Heavenly Dao Alliance will not collapse, but that is without the intervention of outside forces."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Huo Yuanzhen continued: "Demon Sect sneak attack failed, strategically The offense has turned into a strategic defense. Now in Henan, Demon Sect and Heavenly Dao Alliance have formed a fragile balance. It is like a pot of oil that has not fully boiled. A drop of water will immediately detonate, so the current balance cannot be sustainable. This winter is not the season of war, but it is the season of competition between the forces of the rivers and lakes."

Yichen thought for a while and said: " Abbot, can we sit atop a mountain to watch the tigers fight?"

"No, sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, lying on the bridge to watch the water flow, although it seems that we can win the battle of the fisherman. But in fact? This approach has no benefit to our strength improvement, and once one side wins, it is likely to be a decisive victory. When the time comes, the other side wins, and the imposing manner is high, and we have no chance. , so to win in chaos, participation is Shaolin's only way out!"

Huo Yuanzhen waved his arms vigorously after finishing speaking, very imposing manner.

Yi Kong hesitated: "Abbot, you are right, but how to participate? We don't know how to do it!"

"I have already thought about this matter, First of all, we have to brainstorm ideas, mobilize the power of the masses, and let everyone in Shaolin take action, come up with ideas, find ways, how can I bring Shaolin’s overall strength to a level this winter, everyone has to say, everyone can do it. If you think about being a monk all day, it won't work for me in Shaolin!"

After Huo Yuanzhen finished speaking, several monks were sweating a little. Not easy.

Seeing the appearance of several people, Huo Yuanzhen knew that this concept was a bit ahead of them. In this era, monks are basically pedantic and old-fashioned. Brains come up with ideas, two do not support one.

But not because of these, the things that should be done are not done.

"So, Shaolin is going to have a meeting."

Yichen asked: "Abbot, what do you mean by meeting?"

"Have a meeting? It is a way for everyone to sit together, we will find a way, and then notify all the monks, so that everyone can focus on doing things well."

"Isn't that similar to having a morning class? "

"It's almost the same, but the content is completely different. You don't know how urgent the current situation is. I will not hide from you, there have been gifts from outsiders who have come to Henan, and it is under our Shaoshi Mountain. , it seems that they are just playing the front line. They are two experts. According to the judgment of this poor monk, their target must be the Zhongyue Sect. If nothing happens, the Zhongyue Sect will have a big change in the past few days. The position of the Sect Master of the eagle cannot be done for a few days.”

Huo Yuanzhen without the slightest hesitation turned the news heard by the golden-eyed eagle into his own judgment. layer.

Seeing a few monks, they were still a little bewildered. Huo Yuanzhen had some meaning to play the lute for a cow, so he had to continue: "You think, once the Zhongyue Sect is over, it will not be good for me Shaolin. It's a good thing, they are here, they can still be at peace with us on the surface, at least they didn't eat our strength, but they are finished, and a group of more powerful people sit there, you say, the next unlucky Sect will be Who?"

Several monks suddenly realized, so that's how it is, the abbot is really far-sighted, living Buddha is alive.

But Yi Kong is still a little unhappy: "Abbot Senior Brother, can't we rescue Zhongyue Sect? The thought of saving those old facetious, I feel uncomfortable, we Shaolin at Shaoshi Mountain. Over the years, I have received a lot of scorn from them."

"It is not necessarily to rescue, this matter is still to be discussed, so, Yi Jing, you can get a slogan."

"Slogan? Darts? Umbrella?"

Huo Yuanzhen sighed helplessly, saying everything clearly, "The slogan requires a very long piece of cloth, preferably red It should be more prominent, and then write it with a white pen, "The First Plenary Meeting of Shaolin Temple", and then hang it in the high place in Arhat Hall, we will set up a meeting place."

Yi Jing ordered nodded this time, and then asked again: "Do you have to use red cloth with white characters? You have to go down the mountain to buy them. We do have white cloth. If you write black characters, it will be very conspicuous."

"White cloth and black words! Thank you for thinking about it. Are you planning to set up the Spirit Hall? Hurry up!"

Yi Jing came up with a bad idea and was reprimanded by the abbot, covering head and sneaked away like a rat And go.

"Yi Kong Senior Brother, you go to prepare incense candles and drum music. We will offer incense in Arhat Hall first, and then recite a verse before the conference can begin."

There is Yi Jing's lesson learned, Yi Kong didn't dare to refute anything, and went obediently.

After arranging these things, Huo Yuanzhen said to Yichen again: "Junior Brother, you go and inform all the monks that they will all gather at Arhat Hall in the morning tomorrow morning, and they should all dress neatly and uniformly. White monk robes, washed face, bald head polished, not allowed to be late, not allowed to pretend to be sick, monks are punished to copy the scriptures fifty times for being late, and monks are five hours late for Horse-Riding Stance.”

"Yes, Junior Brother understands."

Yichen turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped again and said to Huo Yuanzhen, "Abbot, should the nameless Elder inform me?"

"Wuming......, forget it, he doesn't need you to inform him."

After the dust left, Huo Yuanzhen walked around the edge of the Wanfo Pagoda and thought for a while Question, slowly walked to Wuming who was still sweeping the floor.

"You heard it all."

No name said nothing.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Wuming still kept silent. He had already made an agreement with Huo Yuanzhen that he came to Shaolin to save his life. , do not participate in other affairs, now you have nothing to do with me, what kind of conventions and conspiracies you are doing, I will just sweep the floor and eat.

Huo Yuanzhen took a deep breath: "You can choose not to say it, but the development of this winter is related to my future prospects of Shaolin, should you put me with you? The things are returned to me."

Wuming's slow sweeping movements came to a halt. It turned out that he was looking for something from himself.

"It's sitting on the bed in my room, go get it yourself."

Wuming answered in a low voice and continued to sweep the floor.

Huo Yuanzhen clapped, finally let Wuming speak, it's not easy.

A cold wind blows and the last yellow leaves fall from the treetops.

Sometimes a thin layer of frost has condensed on the ground.

Huo Yuanzhen came out holding the things deposited in Wuming, and took a breath of cold air.

Winter is coming. This winter, it is very crucial for oneself to complete the system task. Heavenly Dao Alliance, Demon Sect sub-rudder, or foreign powerhouse, can not stop the rise of Shaolin.

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