As soon as Huo Yuanzhen came out of seclusion, his voice came to his mind: "Abbot! Take everyone to move quickly! I will go out to resist this invader!"

Huo Yuanzhen did not move, but used the sixth level of the Fanyin to Wuming: "Elder Wuming, what is the situation now?"

Wuming's voice paused for a moment, and he didn't expect that Huo Yuanzhen could also use voice transmission to talk to him.

But Wuming still distinguishes the difference between Kaiqianli voice transmission and other voice transmissions. Huo Yuanzhen did not enter the innate perfection, but was communicating with himself in a unique way.

Wuming quickly said: "The person who came here is very strong in evil! It is very strong, and I even feel that this person may be Ding Buer. Now it is less than thirty miles away from Shaolin, and you will be able to arrive here soon. Abbot, please take your disciples to run! Go down the back mountain and run in a scattered way. How many people can be retained are as many as you can!"

Wuming's voice was very rapid, and even his tone was pessimistic.

If Ding Buer is really Ding Buer, Wuming would not think he could resist. What he could do was to try to delay Ding Buer's pace and then let Shaolin disciples evacuate.

Huo Yuanzhen did not agree to Wuming, but said to him: "Elder, we are leaving, what will you do?"

Wuming's voice paused for a moment, and then he seemed to smile and said, "Abbot, I have lived long enough and I will have no regrets in my life. Since I have chosen to stay in Shaolin, I am a disciple of Shaolin and I want to contribute to Shaolin. The first thing I am sorry for in this life is the monk Kongyin, and then you are the abbot."

Wuming's voice that had been dull finally fluctuated a little, and Huo Yuanzhen was moved by it.

"Abbot, I have stayed in Shaolin for so long. I have never made any contribution to Shaolin except to sweep the floor and look at the house. I want to do my best for Shaolin, hehe..."

Wuming laughed and said, "But abbot, don't worry, I will do my best for Shaolin. I guess this is only this time, and there will be no other chance. I also ask the abbot for one thing, that is, if Shaolin has the opportunity to create a tomb of a monk in the future, I hope the abbot can put my tomb in a higher position, and it says, "The old monk in Wuming defends Shaolin and sacrifices his life..."

"Elder, why did you say this..."

"Abbot. My original name is Du Kunshan. Originally named Du Old Monster, he was not a calm person. Even if he became a monk, there was still that kind of passion flowing in my bones, but he was only restricted by the precepts of our Buddhists. I hope that I can still show off my heroes and be arrogant in this life. This is the wish of an old man."

Huo Yuanzhen took a deep breath and felt a little blocked in his chest. Wuming was obviously already dying in his heart when he could say these words.

"Abbot, life is short, like a mirror, water and moon. Innate perfection comes to the end, it is just a pillow. Take good care of yourself. When it comes to the day when you really don't want to do it, just let it go! I'm leaving!"

After Wuming finished speaking these words, Huo Yuanzhen saw that Wuming's figure turned into a stream of light and quickly rushed away at the mountain gate.

Just like meeting Dongfang Qing that day, it was even faster than that time.

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Wuming ran out of the temple, and Huo Yuanzhen immediately ordered a swift to follow and observe the situation in the high altitude.

The Golden Eagle has already passed the news back. The person who came was Dongfang Shaobai.

Although Dongfang Shaobai is not as terrifying as Ding Buer, Huo Yuanzhen felt that Wuming might not be able to resist.

But once Wuming can't resist it, who else can resist it in Shaolin?

It’s not that I haven’t seen Dongfang Qing and Wuming’s fight. In this kind of battle, ordinary people don’t even have the qualifications to intervene.

Huo Yuan was really willing to help Wuming, but he had to be responsible for the overall situation of Shaolin and could not let ordinary disciples die.

The bells in Shaolin were clattering in panic, and they kept beating like a death knives, and Shaolin disciples had quickly gathered together.

People came to the gate of the abbot's courtyard and waited for the abbot's final battle order.

Huo Yuanzhen looked at the Shaolin disciples in front of him and felt a lot of emotion.

All these disciples and monks were here, and those monks, even monks who cooked and swept the floor were here, holding all kinds of guys in their hands.

The sweepers held a broom, the cooking ones held an iron pot and a shovel, and some held a kitchen knife.

Some monks even hold the Buddha's scriptures in their hands.

Huo Yuanzhen couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing with the scriptures?"

Shaolin disciples replied: "If evil demons invade, I can try to save him. Even if I can't save him, I will leave with the scriptures in order to be born in the Pure Land of Saha in the next life."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded: "Your heart is very good, but this battle will not be yours."

Huo Yuanzhen looked at the 300 Lin disciples around him and said in a deep voice: "This battle is definitely not something that ordinary people can intervene. Now I announce in the name of the abbot and order you! So Shaolin disciples, now all enter the back mountain and go to the cliff edge of the back mountain to wait, the formation is scattered, and the distance between each other. If we win this battle by chance, you will come back."

After saying that, he said, "If we lose, then you will immediately go down from the back mountain, and the monk leads the monk. There can only be two people in a team. You only have one goal, that is, survive!"

Hearing Huo Yuanzhen's words, Yichen hurriedly said, "Abbot, you let us leave, what about you?"

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said, "I am the abbot, Shaolin is my home, I am not leaving."

"No! Shaolin is your home and ours. Someone came to search our home, and we fought with him!"

"Yes! Fight with him!"

"Abbot, we have more than 300 people here. No matter who comes, can he still beat so many of us? What about the seven thousand people Guan Tianzhao who did not do us last time!"

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head slightly: "This time it's different. The people who came are not something that ordinary people can resist. Not to mention three hundred people, it's only three thousand people, 30,000 people! It's not enough for people to kill them. You can leave immediately and leave now! Now!"

Huo Yuanzhen almost yelled in the last few sounds, and this was the first time he went to yell at Shaolin disciples.

Seeing that the abbot was angry, many monks didn't dare to speak, look at me and I looked at you.

Yideng said at this time: "Abbot, I can also feel that this time the enemy is extraordinary. I am probably a master who has reached the perfect level. But junior brother, I should be able to help a little. Even if it is innate perfection, I guess it is impossible to kill me with one move."

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head: "No, you have to be responsible for taking people away. If there is someone who doesn't obey the command, you can punish him. Be sure to remember one thing, that is, to preserve my Shaolin energy to the greatest extent."

Huiyuan said beside him: "Master, I won't leave either. I would rather die in battle than leave!"

Huo Yuanzhen snorted coldly: "If you don't leave, don't call me Master now!"

"Abbot!"

The Shaolin disciples shouted in unison, and Huo Yuanzhen simply turned his face: "Now, everyone will leave immediately, otherwise I won't have to fight against the enemy, and I will die in front of you now!"

When everyone saw the abbot talking like this, they were stunned and didn't know what to do.

Huo Yuanzhen's tone was slightly relieved: "Remember, I am a person who can communicate with the Buddha. Can the Buddha let me die? Obviously not, but you are different. If you do not have the direct protection of the Buddha, you will be dangerous. Leave quickly and cannot be delayed."

Huo Yuanzhen's tone changed a little, making everyone feel at a loss.

Finally, Yideng said: "Abbot, I will take my disciples away first, but after I arrive at the back mountain, I will come back to find you."

"No need, I will naturally have a helper."

Having said this, Huo Yuanzhen contacted the Great Sage, Bull Demon King, Hornet, etc. in his heart and rushed over immediately, and he wanted to fight the enemy with them.

The things produced by the system are only meaningful if Huo Yuan really exists. If Huo Yuan really disappears, these animals will lose the meaning of life. Therefore, at this critical moment, Huo Yuan really wants to let them fight side by side with him, which is also their mission.

As soon as Huo Yuanzhen contacted them, the Great Saint rode the Bull Demon King and rushed out of the back mountain.

After not seeing them after three months of retreat, Huo Yuanzhen discovered the change.

The Great Sage and the Bull Demon King have grown up a lot again. The original armor is now a little tighter. Their bodies are stronger and stronger. You can tell at a glance that their strength has improved.

Originally, they were stronger than ordinary late stages of the innate stage. Now that their strength has improved, I wonder if they can compare with the peak combat power of the late stages of the innate stages. If they can reach that level, it may be really helpful to the battle.

In addition to them, there are also the dense hornets.

These hornets have also grown, each of which is the size of a duck egg. The neat bee needles are flashing with cold light, as if soldiers waiting to go in line will charge forward at any time and sacrifice their lives to fight the enemy.

With their arrival, Shaolin disciples became more aware of the importance of this battle.

Walking back mountain with some reluctance, Huo Yuanzhen yelled: "Did you tie the weight under your feet? Move faster. I don't want to see any of you in my sight!"

The Shaolin disciples were yelled by Huo Yuanzhen again, and their feet accelerated. They soon walked out of the Shaolin wall and went to the direction of the back mountain.

Huo Yuanzhen believes that they will do what they told him. As long as most of them have nothing to do for the time being, Huo Yuanzhen will feel at ease.

Seeing everyone disappearing from sight, Huo Yuanzhen turned his attention back to the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, the battle between Wuming and Dongfang Shaobai has begun.

Huo Yuanzhen paid attention to it and immediately shouted: "No! Golden Eagle, take me over immediately!"

The golden-eyed eagle roared and swooped down from the sky. With his claws stretched out, he took Huo Yuanzhen to the air.

Behind Huo Yuanzhen, the animals followed each other fearlessly and killed them down the mountain together!
Chapter completed!