Gently push open the window of the abbot's courtyard, and a stream of air conditioning hits my face.

After taking two deep breaths of cold air, Huo Yuanzhen was inspired.

It is the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and Shaolin Temple is busy. Whether it is a monk or a worldly world, this New Year is still to be celebrated.

Sweeping snow, pasting Spring Festival couplets, chanting scriptures and praying for blessings, etc., the monks in Shaolin have something to do.

Huo Yuanzhen also changed into a brand new robe. With Wanjun around, Huo Yuanzhen's clothes were provided, and the monk's robe could be made elegant and decent, and the style was beautiful and comfortable to wear.

There is probably no other monk who is treated like this in the world except himself.

After looking at the snow scene outside the window for a while, Huo Yuanzhen left the room and came outside.

It has been a while since I practiced. Over the past period of time, the diameter of the qi masses in my body has exceeded 1.45 meters, and is not far from the diameter of 1.5 meters.

As long as you reach 1.6 meters, your boy skills can be advanced again and reach the middle stage of the innate stage.

It’s the Chinese New Year, and you can’t keep practicing. It’s time to relax and go out for a walk.

After arriving in the yard, Huiyuan and Huidao were hanging big red lanterns at his door.

"Master, Master!"

Seeing that Huo Yuan was really rare, Huiyuan and the others greeted each other.

"This is the first New Year you two have spent in Shaolin. How do you feel?"

Huidao smiled and said, "Very good, Master, I'm just not satisfied at all."

"What are you not satisfied with? Say it out, but don't say it if you drink alcohol and eat meat."

Huidao said: "Master, our Shaolin is also a first-class sect in the Wulin League. Shouldn't our status in the world be very high?"

"This is natural. Anyone who can serve as a first-class sect in the Wulin Alliance is a great sect that commands the side. Now in this world, our Shaolin is considered a first-class sect. It should be similar to the Beggars' Sect, Wudang, Kongtong and other sects, second only to Butterfly Valley and Tianshan Holy Fire Sect."

Huiyuan was talking to the side at this time: "Master, since we are first-class sects, the other second-class, third-class, and last-class sects should come to our Shaolin to pay New Year's greetings. Don't they know how to respect first-class sects?"

Huo Yuan was really stunned when he heard Huiyuan say this.

Naturally, he didn't care about other sects visiting or giving gifts to others. But this matter was indeed a bit weird.

Not to mention how noble his first-class sect is, everyone in the Wulin League knows that the last Zhao Wuji rebellion was finally settled by his joint efforts with Dongfang Qing. It can even be said that Dongfang Qing was saved by himself.

Everyone knows that the relationship between the Shaolin abbot and the Eastern Alliance Leader is quite simple. Why do these people who change their minds ignore Shaolin?

I remember that a few days ago, when Shaolin just became a first-class sect, many sects in the martial arts world came to show their goodwill. Now that the Chinese New Year is approaching, no one has come. This situation is too unusual.

Could it be that there is something mysterious about this?

At this time, Huidao continued: "Master, I chatted with Master Jueyuan yesterday. I heard that he was talking about things in the world. He was a monk in front of the door. He knew a lot. He said that the Wudang Sect is crowded with people. Countless sects in the world have gone to Wudang to greet Lingxuzi."

"Go to Wudang to wish him a happy new year?"

Huo Yuanzhen thought that Shaolin Wudang was also a first-class sect in the Wulin League. Last time when Zhao Wuji rebelled, Ling Xuzi repented in time. In fact, it can be said that he was changing his mind when he saw the wind and successfully obtained Dongfang Qing's forgiveness.

Therefore, Wudang is still a first-class sect in the Wulin Alliance. The original Kongtong and the Beggars' Sect did not have the same majesty as before, and they were afraid that Dongfang Qing would come to settle the score with them one day. So even if they still had the title of a first-class sect in the Wulin Alliance, they would not have much power.

Only Wudang is still active in the Wulin League, but no matter how active it is, it cannot be compared with the newly promoted Shaolin. Why can those people be so unable to see the situation clearly?

Huiyuan was still saying: "Why is Wudang so powerful? I also heard that the head of Wudang suffered a lot under his master's hands in the last battle in Butterfly Valley. Those people in the martial arts world were really stupid and could not tell which sect has a heavier weight."

Huo Yuanzhen waved his hand at this time: "The people in the martial arts world have never been stupid. At least they are smarter than anyone else in these small things. We don't understand their intentions. Maybe we still don't know what we are doing."

Huidao continued: "Master, Master Jueyuan seems to know a lot of things. Our Shaolin is the most well-informed person. We heard all the news from him. Why don't I call him over and ask him?"

"No need, there's nothing wrong today. I'll walk around the temple and go and see Jueyuan."

Huo Yuanzhen and Huiyuan said a few words, then got up and walked outside the abbot's courtyard.

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Along the way, the monks greeted Huo Yuanzhen one after another, and everyone's faces were filled with the joy and joy of the coming New Year.

The yard has been swept, but it has quietly fallen from the sky, a thin layer.

Huo Yuanzhen stepped on the snow and made a slight sound, heading towards the temple gate step by step.

On the way, I met Yideng. Huo Yuanzhen asked him how he was investigating the Western Regions. Yideng's answer was a bit vague, and it seemed that he had not found it clearly.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't ask much, and continued to move forward and walked to the temple gate.

On the 29th day of the New Year, except for those particularly devout pilgrims, not many people came to the temple to burn incense. Everyone was preparing to celebrate the New Year.

Even if ordinary Buddhist believers believe in it, they worship Buddha at home. They burn incense on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month and will not come to the temple specifically.

When he arrived at the temple gate, Zhu Yuan was very leisurely here, and even practiced the newly learned Arhat Fist in front of the door.

Huo Yuanzhen stood there, watching Zhu Yuan finish his punches, and then clapped his hands gently and said, "In the state of innate stage, practicing the Arhat Fist that was only practiced by the introductory disciples, can indeed quickly integrate it, without any worries between punches, it is natural, good, good."

Zhu Yuan was practicing boxing and practicing mind, and then he noticed that Huo Yuanzhen had come over and hurriedly closed his fist and bowed: "Abbot, I practiced by my disciple, but I didn't pay attention to when you came."

"It's okay, I've just arrived."

Huo Yuanzhen came over and looked at Zhu Yuan: "I heard that you guard the mountain gate every day and know a lot about some news about the world. I will ask you a few questions."

"Even if the abbot asks, the disciples will speak out."

"Do you know what happened to the Wudang Sect?"

When Zhu Yuanzhen heard Huo Yuanzhen ask this question, he hesitated for a moment: "The disciples occasionally heard about this news, but it has not been confirmed. The authenticity is unknown, so they did not report to the abbot. They originally planned to confirm it, and they said it to the abbot."

"When everything is confirmed, it has been long since passed and everything is too late, let's talk about it now."

"Yes, abbot, my disciple welcomed guests in front of the door a few days ago. Several people from the world came. Some of them talked about this. The disciple heard a few words. One of them said that their sect went to Wudang Mountain to visit the head of Wudang Sect Ling Xuzi, saying that many people have gone now and they are late, so I am afraid that Ling Xuzi will not be welcomed."

"Then someone asked, "Shaolin Wudang is a top sect in the martial arts world, why do so many people go to Wudang to pay New Year's greetings?"

When Huo Yuanzhen heard this, his face remained silent, but his ears were erected because he wanted to know about this.

"The person who started said a few words in a low voice. If the disciple had not reached the innate stage of his skill, he would not have heard what he was saying."

"What did he say?"

"That person said that the head of Wudang, Ling Xuzi, is about to take over as the leader of the martial arts world. If you want to go to pay New Year's greetings, you must go early and show your face in front of the future leader, and you can still get a prize."

"What!"

Huo Yuanzhen was shocked, why did Lingxuzi take over as the leader?

If he took over as the leader, it wouldn't be Ling Xuzi's turn, because Huo Yuanzhen has long regarded the position of this leader as a forbidden body and will never allow others to be involved. This is related to one of the three major tasks of his system.

Not to mention Dongfang Qing is still there, even if Dongfang Qing is gone, it is not his own to take over. In terms of martial arts, Kongtong's palm sect, Dongxuanzi, is more suitable. When will it be the share of Lingxuzi?

Besides, Dongfang Qing broke through the innate perfection, and she didn't even say that she would voluntarily resign from the position of leader. Who dared to make an idea?

Dongfang Qing didn't want to continue to be the leader, but Huo Yuanzhen had already made an agreement with her that she would just wait for the New Year. By the ninth day of the ninth day of the nineth month, Dongfang Qing would help Huo Yuanzhen to win the position of leader.

Because only when the leader election next year and then taking over at that time will be justified and no one can say anything.

So Huo Yuan was really relieved. As long as Dongfang Qing was there, the position of this leader would definitely not fly.

Unless Dongfang Qing is gone, the Wulin League may have a change.

When Huo Yuanzhen thought of this, he was shocked. Could it be that Dongfang Qing really had a problem?

No! Dongfang Qing is innate and perfect, and there is absolutely no problem that can easily occur. In this world, except for Ding Buer, the old demon who has disappeared for a hundred years, no one is Dongfang Qing's opponent.

But what if Li Qinghua, who uses the flying knife skills, also enters innate perfection?

The more Huo Yuanzhen thought about it, the more frightened he became. He hurriedly said to Zhu Yuan: "What else did that person say?"

Zhu Yuan thought for a while: "The man said a few more words, as if he meant that someone in Tianshan went to Wudang to help Lingxuzi get the position of leader of the alliance, and said."

"What else did you say? You can say it's okay."

"The man also said that my second senior sister is dead and the people from Tianshan have confirmed this matter, so Ling Xuzi dared to be prepared to take over as the leader of the alliance. Because I didn't believe in this matter, I didn't report to the abbot."

"What! Dongfang Qing is dead!"

Huo Yuan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little dark in front of him.

Zhu Yuan also looked at the abbot. He knew that the abbot seemed to have a good relationship with the second senior sister. Now that the second senior sister is dead, I wonder what the abbot will react.

But Huo Yuanzhen didn't move, closed his eyes and opened them again, looked at Zhu Yuan, and slowly spoke: "Rumors are not worth trusting." To be continued...
Chapter completed!