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

Many monks surrounded Huo Yuanzhen with tears in their hands. During these days, the abbot was not here, and the people of Shaolin were in a state of mind. They couldn't eat any good food and couldn't sleep. They practiced boxing and were listless and chanted with scriptures. In the past, they didn't feel anything when the abbot was there, but now the abbot was not here, the sky seemed to be falling.

No one else said that, even the sweeping monk Wuming left a blind spot during the sweeping process. This was a scene that would never happen in the past. It can be seen how much impact Huo Yuan was on Shaolin.

Looking at the monks around him watching, wanting to talk to him, but not daring to get close to him due to his authority, Huo Yuan was extremely depressed.

I have passed away and returned to heaven, so why?

"Okay, it's gone. Let's go back and do whatever you should do. In a while, my abbot checks your homework. If you don't do well, you will have no food to eat at noon!"

The monks ran away cheeringly, as if they were not going to get punishment, but rewards.

Huo Yuanzhen asked Huiwu and others to go back, with only dust, empty and clean around him.

In the distance, Wuming held a broom and gently swept the yellow leaves on the ground. His temperament was calm and without a trace of fireworks, which was completely different from the previous few days.

This is the last yellow leaf. Now November is coming soon, winter is coming, and snow will be sweeping away.

Huo Yuanzhen did not care about Wuming's background. Only he knew about Shaolin Temple, and the rest of the people didn't know about Huo Yuanzhen. He didn't want anyone to know about it. The meaning of Wuming's existence is to ensure the safety of Shaolin Temple.

He said to Yichen and others: "Several junior brothers, winter is about to enter, and the war should not happen. But I guess that there may be changes tomorrow spring. Once the war starts, no matter the war begins, the government and the people will be safe. The structure of the forces of all parties has changed, and Shaolin is in Henan. It is the storm. At that time, what will happen? Have you ever thought about?"

Yichen and others looked at each other. During this period, the abbot was not here, so who has time to think about that?

"You have never thought about it, and others will not think of it. Born in distress and died in happiness, we cannot help but slow down and not happening, so I decided to make a Shaolin winter development plan!"

A few people were confused when they heard this, and at first I understood what the development plan was behind?

Fortunately, Huo Yuanzhen immediately explained, "You may not understand the development plan. This is actually a plan. What does our Shaolin need to do this winter? The times are progressing, and Shaolin needs to develop. The competition in the martial arts world is becoming increasingly fierce. I believe you have heard of the incident of the Demon Cult sneak attacking the Heavenly Dao Alliance a few days ago."

Several monks nodded frequently. This incident had already caused a sensation in the martial arts world in Henan. Everyone knew it and everyone knew it.

"See it, the Heavenly Dao Alliance is in a state of collapse. However, Hua Wuji has practiced the Ice True Sutra and has now broken through to the middle stage of the innate stage. He has learned the Ice Divine Palm. Under his control, the Heavenly Dao Alliance will not collapse, but it is without the intervention of external forces."

After a breath of relief, Huo Yuanzhen continued: "The Demon Cult failed to attack and moved from strategic offense to strategic defense. In Henan, the Demon Cult and the Heavenly Dao Alliance have formed a fragile balance, just like a pot of oil that has not yet fully boiled. Once any external forces enter, it is like adding a drop of water to this pot and it will immediately detonate. Therefore, the balance at present cannot last. This winter is not the season of war, but it is the season of competition between the forces in the martial arts world."

Yichen thought for a while and said, "Abbot, can we sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight?"

"No, sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, and lie on the bridge to watch the water flow. Although it seems that you can get the benefits of a fisherman, in fact? This approach will not benefit from our strength improvement. And once one side wins, it is likely to be a decisive victory. At that time, the opponent will win and the momentum will be high, and we will have no chance. Therefore, winning in chaos and participating is the only way out for Shaolin!"

After Huo Yuanzhen finished speaking, he waved his arm vigorously, looking very imposing.

Yikong hesitated a little: "Abbot, you said it well, but how do you participate? We don't understand how to do it at all!"

"I have already thought about this. First of all, we must gather ideas and mobilize the power of the masses to let everyone in Shaolin take action, come up with ideas, and find ways to make my overall strength in Shaolin a higher level in this winter. Everyone must say, everyone must think about it. It won't work in Shaolin when you are a monk and a bell every day!"

After Huo Yuanzhen finished speaking, several monks were sweating a little. It is not easy to be a monk these days.

Seeing the appearance of a few people, Huo Yuanzhen knew that this set of ideas was a bit ahead of them. In this era, monks were basically pedantic and old-fashioned. They asked them to recite scriptures and eat vegetarian food for two, and let them use their brains to think about two but not one.

But you can't stop doing what you should do because of these things.

"In this way, our Shaolin needs to hold a meeting."

Yichen asked, "Abbot, what does it mean to have a meeting?"

"Are you having a meeting? It's a way for everyone to sit together, we will find out the method, and then inform all monks, so that everyone can concentrate on doing things well."

"Isn't that just like going to morning class?"

"It's about the same, but the content is completely different. You don't know how urgent the situation is. I'm going to hide it from you. Some outsiders have already come to Henan. And just at the foot of our Shaoshi Mountain, it seems that they are just playing forwards. They are two masters. According to my monk's judgment, their target must be the Zhongyue Sect. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be major changes in the Zhongyue Sect these days. The position of the head of the Mysterious True Man can't be done for a few days."

Huo Yuanzhen turned the news that the Golden Eagle heard into his own judgment without hesitation. Once successful, the halo of the charlatan will definitely deepen.

Seeing that several monks were still a little confused, Huo Yuanzhen had some intention of playing the piano, so he had to continue saying, "Think about it, once the Zhongyue Sect is over, it is not a good thing for me, Shaolin. They are still in peace with us on the surface. At least they have not eaten our strength, but when they are over, they have changed to a group of more powerful people to sit in the spotlight. Who will be the next unlucky sect?"

Several monks suddenly realized that, so the abbot really had a far-sighted vision. The living Buddha was alive.

But Yikong still said a little unfairly: "Abbot, can we go to rescue the Zhongyue Sect? I feel uncomfortable when I think about saving those bulls' noses. Our Shaolin has been rolling its eyes a lot in Shaoshishan for many years."

"It may not be necessary to go to rescue. This matter needs to be discussed. In this way, you can get a slogan."

"Slogan? Dart? Umbrella?"

Huo Yuanzhen sighed helplessly, and he had to say everything clearly. "The slogan is to have a very long piece of cloth, preferably a red and more conspicuous one, and then write it in a white pen. "The First Plenary Meeting of Shaolin Temple", and then hang it on the high place inside the Luohan Hall, and we have to set up a venue."

Yijing nodded this time. Then he asked again: "Do you have to use red cloth and white characters? You have to buy it at the foot of the mountain. We have white cloth, and it is also very conspicuous when you write it in black."

"White cloth black! You can think of it. Are you planning to set up a mourning hall? Go quickly!"

Yijing came up with a bad idea, and was scolded by the abbot and ran away with his head in his arms.

"Senior Brother Yikong, go and prepare incense, candles, and drums and music. We will first burn incense in the Arhat Hall and then recite a passage of scripture before the meeting will begin."

With Yijing's lessons, I didn't dare to refute at all, so I went there obediently.

After arranging these things, Huo Yuanzhen said to Yichen again: "Junior brother, go and notify all the monks and ask them to gather at the Arhat Hall tomorrow morning, dress neatly, wear a uniform white monk's robe, wash your face and polish your bald heads. Don't be late or pretend to be sick. The monk is late and the monk is fined to copy the scriptures fifty times, and the monk is late and the horse stance is five hours late."

"Yes, my 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 notify me?"

"Wu Ming..., forget it, he won't need you to notify him."

After Yichen left, Huo Yuanzhen walked around the Wanfo Pagoda, thought about the problem for a while, and slowly walked to Wuming who was still sweeping the floor.

"You heard it all."

Wuming didn't make a sound.

"Do you have nothing to say?"

Wuming still didn't say anything. He had already agreed with Huo Yuanzhen that he would come to Shaolin to live a peaceful life and not participate in other matters. Now, no matter what conference or conspiracy you are doing, it has nothing to do with me, so I just sweep the floor and have a meal.

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 in Shaolin. Should you return the things I have placed with you to me?"

Wuming's slow sweeping action paused. It turned out that he was asking for something. He had already said that, why are you doing it around the bush?

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

Wuming's voice was not loud, so he answered and continued to sweep the floor.

Huo Yuanzhen clapped his hands and finally let Wuming say something. It was not easy.

A cold wind blew, and the last yellow leaf fell on the treetops.

There was a thin layer of frost on the ground at some point.

Huo Yuanzhen came out holding the thing placed there and took a breath of cold air.

Winter is here, and this winter is very important for completing system tasks by yourself. The Heavenly Dao Alliance, the Demon Cult branch, or the outside powerhouses cannot stop Shaolin from rising.

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