Building the Strongest Shaolin Temple in Another World Chapter 308

After Shangguanxiong left, Huo Yuanzhen knew that the seven thousand troops would soon come to Shaolin.

Maybe today!

Shaolin Temple currently has more than 300 monks, including more than 240 warrior monks and more than 70 literati monks. The oldest is Yichen who has been sent away by himself. He is young Yes, not yet seventeen.

He is also considered young, but Huo Yuanzhen never thinks he is young. He has seen a lot of things through two generations, and he is still relatively old in his heart.

After seeing Yichen being taken away, the monks of Shaolin Temple slowly gathered from all over the place.

They also knew that Shaolin was about to face an unprecedented catastrophe.

In the past, Jianghu people came here and used various means to provoke and fight, but those were not enough to shake the foundation of Shaolin.

But it's different now. These troops don't pay attention to Shaolin Temple, and they don't play some conspiracy with you. They just kill people with knives.

Three hundred to seven thousand, Shaolin has no chance!

What's more, among these 300 people, we have to get rid of those literate monks, and also get rid of those ordinary monks who have joined Shaolin for a short time and are not well-educated.

Anyone who can really form battle strength should never exceed 200!

Yi Kong came to Huo Yuanzhen's side and sighed: "Abbot, we can't just sit back and wait like this."

"Junior Brother think we're going to lose?"

Yi Kong shook his head: "This poor monk is not skilled in martial arts, so he dare not speak up about winning or losing, but in the opinion of this poor monk, no matter whether he wins or loses this time, Shaolin Temple will suffer heavy losses. Jian, it has just prospered not very long, so it cannot be destroyed by war!"

Huo Yuanzhen did not answer, but looked at the surrounding monks.

The people around didn't speak, they were all waiting for Huo Yuanzhen to make a decision, but Huo Yuanzhen could see that most of these people were deeply worried.

They were worried, worried that they would die in this unwinnable battle.

Huo Yuanzhen can understand their feelings, Shaolin's foundation can't be destroyed, but he also doesn't allow Guan Tianzhao's army to just attack the temple he built.

Although most of Shaolin's buildings are made of system and are extremely strong, Huo Yuanzhen can't guarantee that the system building will not be burned if the fire keeps burning.

After all, steel can be melted, there is nothing that can't really be broken.

Even if these buildings survive, what about other related infrastructure in Shaolin?

What is there to keep, those bedrooms, the hall, and the construction of the mountainside, and even the ground, walls, and plants of the temple will all be destroyed.

Huo Yuanzhen could not accept such an ending, but what about the fate of the monks?

Huo Yuanzhen decided to give the monks a chance to choose freely.

"Shaolin Disciples, this time it's my Shaolin's critical moment, this abbot can tell you that if you die in battle, Shaolin may not be able to go to the blissful world, let alone go to the Pure Land, you are likely to die here. , turned into dust, although we believe in cause and effect, but this abbot can't even guarantee that you can enter reincarnation, because I have never been there."

I heard that the abbot is still a little humorous at this time. After a while, the simple faces of the Shaolin monks showed faint wry smiles, yes, when it comes to dying, who can guarantee where they will go after death?

Walking slowly to the crowd, people gave way anyway.

Going all the way to the edge of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda, Huo Yuanzhen went up the pagoda steps and silently stroked the railings of those Han white jades.

The quality of these railings is really good. They are clearly made of Han white jade, but there is still no trace of wear and tear.

"This poor monk doesn't ask you to live and die together with Shaolin, because this time, it's almost a mortal ending, this poor monk hopes that Shaolin can keep his vitality and everyone can live well, etc. After this incident, Guan Tianzhao's anger is almost the same, so my Shaolin will definitely have a day of prosperity."

"However, this is the Shaolin established by this poor monk, and this poor monk cannot leave."

Huo Yuanzhen spoke, his eyes swept over the face of the monk below one after another.

Seeing the abbot's gaze swept over, many people bowed their heads in shame. The abbot said that he couldn't leave. This has already shown his attitude. How should I deal with it?

Yi Jing next to him seemed to open his mouth to speak, but Huo Yuanzhen waved his hand to stop him.

"I believe Guan Tianzhao's army is coming soon. They have made it clear that they will come to Shaolin, and when they come, it will definitely be a fierce and crazy battle. If they fail, they will be massacred. So now, This abbot allows you to choose freely. I will enter the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda to rest for a while. After time it takes to burn a stick of incense, if I still choose to stay, then I will stay and fight with Guan Tianzhao's army. Leave Shaolin within the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, and if you don’t leave after this time, this poor monk will consider him to stay automatically.”

After finishing speaking, Huo Yuanzhen was in Wanfo The first layer of the tower lit time it takes to burn a stick of incense, and then got up and got on the second layer, without saying a word to the crowd.

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Shaolin everyone is standing outside the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda, look at me , I looked at you, but did not speak.

In fact, many people's hearts have the meaning of retreat, but they are just waiting for the first person to stand up.

Seeing that no one was talking, as one of Shaolin's oldest people, Yi Kong coughed and was about to speak.

But before he could say it, Yi Jing first said: "Yi Kong Senior Brother, you monks can't go to battle in person, you stay behind to cook rice and water for us, don't let Wu The monk went to war hungry!"

Yi Kong was stunned, "Junior Brother...."

"Don't feel sorry, our logistics, It's all up to you, Senior Brother."

Yi Jing and Yi Kong said a few words, and then said to the crowd: "The abbot, Yi Kong Senior Brother and me, our three brothers started from Shaolin We have been together since that day, never separated, today Shaolin is in trouble, and we will not leave.”

Being preempted to speak by Yi Jing, Yi Kong was a little embarrassed, opened his mouth, and decided to still Wait for a while and see how other people react.

"Amitabha! The life of this poor monk was saved by the abbot, and he entered Shaolin. He has long regarded Shaolin as his home, and the abbot took the first post of Arhat Hall. , whoever of you is willing to leave, this poor monk will never leave!"

Hui Wu's voice sounded like a bell, and stood firmly beside Yi Jing.

"Amitabha! Eighteen of our brothers won't leave, how good is Shaolin, do you still want to be a thief after leaving?"

After Huiyi spoke, the eighteen Arhat He also walked out of the crowd and came to Yi Jing's side.

"Officers and soldiers are also human beings, and they will die with a single sword. There is nothing terrifying."

Afterwards, Huijian also came out. At this time, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was all locked. It is no longer open to the outside world, and all the scriptures inside have been moved out, so there is no one to guard it for the time being.

The newly generated scriptures in it, just pick it up every two days.

As someone took the lead, those monks who had intended to stay came out one after another, expressing their willingness to stay.

After a while, the team of more than 300 people was divided into two sides, one side was the monks led by Yi Jing, there were about 150 people.

On the one hand, there are monks led by Yi Kong, and there are some monks who are weaker or less optimistic about Shaolin's prospects.

Among them, Yi Kong's opinion is very important. He has a high prestige among the literati. How he said to stay, many literati will choose to stay.

And if all the literati stayed, then the warrior monks would probably be sorry not to stay.

Seeing that Yi Kong was still hesitating, Yi Jing stepped forward again and said to Yi Kong: "Senior Brother, in fact, the most terrifying thing is not the officers and soldiers. Sometimes, the people around you can also make you Early to bliss."

"Junior Brother....!"

Yi Kong suddenly found in horror that he, the Junior Brother who never talked much, had eyes a little at this moment. Red, breathing heavily, seems to be trying to suppress his emotions.

What's wrong with him!

And he is threatening himself naked, yes, Yi Kong believes that if he insists on leaving, I am afraid that he will not be able to get out of Shaolin today, and he will die in this Junior before he meets the officers and soldiers. Brother's hand.

With a deep sigh, Yi Kong turned around and said to the crowd behind him: "This poor monk is willing to stay and cook water for my Shaolin monks, and those who are injured can be healed. , although this poor monk is not skilled in martial arts, these things can still be done."

Seeing that Yi Kong said to stay, Huizhen and Huiming also expressed their intention to stay.

Actually, these two people are inclined to stay, but you, Yi Kong, as the capital of literati and monks, don't speak, so they naturally want to wait and see.

All three of them expressed their willingness to stay, and most of the monks were following their lead.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer literati monks remaining, some of those warrior monks finally lost their faces and walked out one after another.

More and more people are willing to stay. In the end, there are only about 40 people who have not made a choice.

All of these are the belief that Shaolin's hope is no longer enough, and it is hard to shake his heart.

Yi Jing was annoyed when she saw that these people were slow to move, and wanted to talk. Suddenly, Huo Yuanzhen came out of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda.

"Abbot Senior Brother, these people...."

Huo Yuanzhen waved his hand and said to Huizhen, "Go get some loose silver coins and give them to these Disciples. It will be my Shaolin Disciple after all, so don't neglect it."

Huizhen agreed, and immediately went back to get some silver taels and distributed them to the monks who were determined to leave.

Those who held the silver taels donated by Huo Yuanzhen were all sobbing.

“Amitabha! Everyone, you are not from Shaolin, you are not from Shaolin. Although parting is imminent, it is not worth being a child. I hope you will do it well!”

After finishing speaking, Huo Yuanzhen turned his head and said to everyone: "The time has come, all Shaolin Disciples who are willing to stay must perform their respective duties. Next, this poor monk will assign tasks to everyone."

Those who left began to walk out, and the rest began to study the battle plan.

At the foot of the mountain, a thousand guards from Amaterasu have arrived at the gate of Shaolin Temple! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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