After Ming Xing said that, the people present all looked at Huo Yuanzhen

Wuming has never raised any objections to this matter, not only because he and Kongfan were old acquaintances, but also in Wuming's view, Huo Yuanzhen is indeed Mingxuan's apprentice, and is from the Southern Shaolin lineage. It is normal for him to recognize his ancestors and return to his master's sect.

But he didn't know that Huo Yuanzhen had never seen his master before, let alone his sense of belonging to Nan Shaolin.

Huo Yuanzhen pondered for a moment and said to Ming Xing: "Uncle Master, don't worry, have a sip of tea."

When Ming Xing's face suddenly fell down when he heard Huo Yuanzhen's words, because Huo Yuanzhen did not agree happily, but instead shrugged. Although he did not refuse, his meaning had already been expressed.

But he still held it over, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and then said, "I will tell you, I have been here once when Uncle Master, when your master just gained a foothold here. At that time, he was still alone, and he didn't collect it all, and you were not even born."

With a nostalgic look in his eyes, Ming Xing said: "Time flies so fast. Thirty years have passed in a blink of an eye. I didn't expect that things have changed. Senior Brother Mingxuan has actually gone to the Pure Land."

Huo Yuan really didn't say anything. Is it clear that he wants to play emotional cards with himself?

"Oh! What a pity, my nephew, has your master never told you about Nan Shaolin?"

"Uncle Master, my nephew, knows about the fact that we originated from Nan Shaolin from some of our master's relics. During his lifetime, he did not mention the matter of Master to Xiao Monk and others."

"It doesn't matter if you haven't said it. Now you know it, and you have also seen that your master has left the seclusion and Nan Shaolin has a great reputation in the world. Now it is the best time to make a name for itself. Since Northern Shaolin originates from the Southern Shaolin lineage, it is natural to return to the master."

Huo Yuanzhen asked: "I don't know how to return?"

When he heard Huo Yuanzhen finally asked the main point, Ming Xing was prepared and said, "This matter has been studied long ago. Although our north and south Shaolin belongs to the same family, the region is poor, and the transportation is inconvenient. So your master has formulated a plan, which is to first turn the North Shaolin branch into a branch of South Shaolin, and announce to the world that your disciples of the North Shaolin Hui generation all went to South Shaolin to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said nothing. As expected, he wanted to turn Bei Shaolin into a branch office just like what he thought.

Ming Xing continued: "After becoming a branch, there are many monks in the two temples now, and the construction of your northern Shaolin is also good. Your master decided to slowly relocate the people from southern Shaolin here in the future."

"How many disciples are there in Nan Shaolin?"

"Southern Shaolin is actually not as many people as you in Northern Shaolin. Now it's just over one hundred."

After hearing this, Huo Yuanzhen said, "If there are 100 people, then there are not many people. Don't say that there are 100 people or 100 people in Bei Shaolin can be put down."

After hearing Huo Yuanzhen say this, Mingxing thought that things were almost done and laughed: "You are right to return to the master's sect, my niece. Although you are just a junior of the first generation, you have been an abbot after all. As long as you come back, the temple in the southern Shaolin will still be under your charge. And you can bring over 100 disciples of the Jue generation from the northern Shaolin to the past. Where are you still an abbot, what do you think?"

Ming Xing said this and believed that the conditions given were already generous and the emotions of the abbot Huo Yuanzhen, who was not crazy, was very emotional.

But Huo Yuanzhen sneered in his heart.

From any perspective, Northern Shaolin is the best base for a sect.

Zhongyue Songshan is located in the Central Plains and has a superior geographical location. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack in the Yuzhai Mountain, but it is not easy to threaten by outsiders.

Moreover, the infrastructure of Shaolin Temple is not comparable to that of ordinary sects. I put a lot of effort into it here at the beginning.

Also, the miracles of the temple have also been decided. It is better to stay here than to stay anywhere.

Kong Fan and Ming Xing believed that they were just a minor generation. Relying on their elders, they took this matter for granted, and even gave themselves the temple in Nan Shaolin and brought over one hundred Jue generations.

This is clearly a way to exile and prevent other disciples from supporting themselves too much and creating conflicts between the two sides.

After thinking for a while, Huo Yuanzhen said, "Master, uncle, the disciple believes that this matter is not just determined by the words of you and me. The disciples also need to discuss with us Shaolin disciples and listen to their opinions."

When Ming Xing heard this, his face turned angry and looked back at Kong Fan. He saw Kong Fan closing his eyes and leaving all the problems to Ming Xing.

Ming Xing said to Huo Yuanzhen: "What are you going to discuss? Buddhist disciples strictly abide by the rules and regulations. They will do what the abbot decides."

"My uncle said this is a bad thing. My Shaolin disciples are all part of Shaolin. Shaolin has developed to this day and cannot be separated from their efforts. I must not be able to act arbitrarily."

Ming Xing became increasingly unhappy. He was the head of the precepts in Nan Shaolin. This person in charge of punishment usually has a hot temper. Ming Xing was no exception and snorted coldly: "No need to discuss, who dares to have any objection to abandon martial arts and expel them from the sect!"

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head and said, "It's not appropriate. Many of my Shaolin disciples' martial arts are not taught by me personally, so I am not qualified to be abolished."

"Oh! It's not your teaching?"

"Yes, not only did I not teach them much of their martial arts, but to be honest, our martial arts, together with them, did not originate from Nan Shaolin."

Speaking of this, Mingxing was stunned for a moment.

Only then did he remember that his former senior brother Ming Xuan had not even reached the innate realm and his martial arts were simply a mess. How could he teach such a powerful disciple as Yijie?

"Well, you didn't learn your martial arts from your master, who did you learn it from?"

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said, "My Northern Shaolin lineage, martial arts, architecture, Buddhism, etc., are all given by the Buddha. No one has the right to take it back, and I dare not abandon it. Therefore, when I return to the master's sect, I not only have to ask our disciples for their opinions, but also see what the Buddha means."

"What! It depends on the Buddha's meaning!"

Ming Xing immediately slapped the table and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "You are obviously deliberately ruling! If the Buddha has not made any statement for ten years, we will wait for ten years! If there is no statement for a hundred years, will we have to wait for a hundred years!"

Seeing Ming Xinghuo, Huo Yuanzhen was also unhappy, but he did not show his face, but said, "I have always been able to communicate with the Buddha. I believe that the Buddha will not sit idly by and watch the matter like returning to the master's sect. So there will be a clear statement soon. Therefore, I asked the master and uncle to rest here. Don't be anxious and wait slowly."

Ming Xing still had to speak, but Kong Fan finally spoke, "Amitabha! Ming Xing, we have worked hard all the way, so it's okay to go and have a rest first."

Seeing Kong Fan say this, Ming Xing was a little anxious: "Master, but he is clearly there."

Kong Fan waved his hand slightly, then stood up and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "One verdict, it is OK to discuss, but it cannot be too long. One day is enough for you to discuss and get a result. You must give me an answer at this time tomorrow. After all, you are from Nan Shaolin, and this is indisputable."

After saying that, Kongfan said again: "We need to take a rest, you can arrange your residence."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded and took the two to the side room next to her to settle in.

After arranging the residence and vegetarian dishes, Huo Yuanzhen returned to the main hall, but Wuming had not left yet.

Wuming just now didn't say a word, but now he chose to stay. He probably had something to say to Huo Yuanzhen.

Huo Yuanzhen came back and sat down, Wuming said straight to the point: "Abbot, why don't you want to return to Nan Shaolin?"

Huo Yuanzhen took a sip of tea and thought to himself that if I return to Nan Shaolin, there will be only two endings. One is to be arranged to go to the south and the other is to stay here, but you don’t have to think about being the abbot.

No matter which of these two endings is a fatal outcome, neither of them can complete the system task, how could Huo Yuanzhen agree?

But these words are not easy to say to Wuming, Huo Yuanzhen said: "Does the elder think it is good for us to return?"

Wuming smiled and said, "I think that you should not care about the advantages and disadvantages at this time, but should focus on the overall situation and let the north and south Shaolin merge. By that time, Shaolin may not be the largest sect in the world, and it will be almost the same."

Huo Yuanzhen felt helpless. Since Wuming brought him a message on the first day, he knew that Wuming supported this matter.

Wuming is not wrong, but he doesn't know his own difficulties.

If Wuming stood firmly on the side of Nan Shaolin, this matter would be a bit tricky.

Although Huo Yuanzhen believed that Wuming would not have been completely helping Nan Shaolin, he still felt a little uncomfortable and said to Wuming: "Don't worry, elder, I will definitely handle this matter properly. After I discuss it with my disciples, I will give them a reply."

Wuming nodded: "The abbot decides for himself. Although I think it should be merged, I will never make things difficult for the abbot."

After saying that, Wuming stood up and said goodbye, and returned to the Sutra Pavilion.

Huo Yuan was really upset when he heard Wuming clearly expressing his support for the merger. This matter was really tricky. Kong Fan and the other two stood on the one hand.

Huo Yuanzhen knew that even if he discussed with Shaolin disciples, many disciples would probably agree to merge, because in this era, people still value returning to the master's sect, recognizing ancestors and returning to the ancestors.

Unless he refused with a clear attitude, at that time, Huo Yuanzhen believed that many disciples would still stand on his side, but he didn't want to see that scene happen.

Wuming refused to speak about this, which made Huo Yuanzhen feel embarrassed. It would be great if there was a sufficient amount of external helper at this time.

Standing by the window of the abbot's courtyard, Huo Yuanzhen stood there for an hour, thinking about countermeasures.

Having some plans in mind, Huo Yuan really planned to call Yideng and others. Suddenly Huiyuan walked in and saw Huo Yuanzhen and said, "Master, someone came from the foot of the mountain that the inspection team of the Wulin League was almost at Luye Town. Please prepare for it. It seems that the leader of the Eastern Alliance has come here in person."
Chapter completed!