As soon as he arrived at the top of Shaoshi Mountain, Huo Yuanzhen felt a gaze passing by him.

That's nameless!

Huo Yuanzhen was delighted. His current strength even surpassed that of quasi-perfection, and he was the number one person under innate perfection. He was particularly sensitive to strength. At the glance of Wuming just now, he felt that Wuming's strength had been improved again!

Wuming's strength has improved, which is a blessing for Shaolin. Although I don't know the specific situation of innate perfection, Huo Yuanzhen can also know how difficult it is to improve. Wuming's strength has improved, and I guess he can compete with Dongfang Shaobai at the time. How can Huo Yuanzhen not be surprised?

He silently recited the Buddhist vocals in his heart, and Huo Yuanzhen said, "Elder, you are very leisurely!"

Fanyin entered Wuming's mind directly, and Wuming also answered Huo Yuanzhen with a thousand-mile voice transmission: "The abbot's strength is greatly improved, which is a gratifying congratulation!"

Huo Yuanzhen laughed twice: "Elder, each other."

"Look at your Shaolin well. This sect has made great achievements. If the abbot manages it well, I can enjoy peace of mind. I believe that the abbot must have a way."

Huo Yuanzhen was also happy when he heard Wuming's words. It seemed that Shaolin had indeed made great progress. The disciples must have practiced well, so Wuming's mood was so relaxed.

Wuming stopped talking, Huo Yuanzhen stopped asking, and drove out the Golden Eye Eagle and came directly above the abbot's courtyard.

The golden-eyed eagle appeared, and many Shaolin disciples were shocked!

It is no secret that the abbot's golden-eyed eagle died, but unexpectedly, a larger bird appeared now, several times larger than the golden-eyed eagle at the time. This is so shocking. Is this still a bird?

It's just a dark cloud!

The abbot came down from the big bird, and the news quickly spread throughout Shaolin.

Huo Yuanzhen asked the Golden Eye Eagle to go to the back mountain by himself to meet those who were both out of the system, and he returned to the abbot's courtyard and sat on the lotus platform.

It’s better to have this lotus platform. Once you sit down and practice a little, the thirteen-fold acceleration will make Huo Yuanzhen feel comfortable all over. If he didn’t leave Shaolin and go outside during this period, his boy skills will probably be almost at the late stage of the innate stage.

He took out the residual blood demon picture he obtained, pieced it together with the original six pictures, compared it, and Huo Yuanzhen sighed slightly. It turned out that the middle part was missing.

Just looking at these eight pieces, it seems like a vast mountain, with mountains everywhere, and no clues can be seen.

If there was no middle piece, I would definitely not understand the secret of this picture. Huo Yuanzhen had to put away the eight blood demon residual pictures and wait for when will I have a chance? I will get the last picture in Mo Tianxie's hand before talking about it.

After practicing for a while, footsteps came from outside.

When I arrived at the door, a knock came, "Abbot! Junior brother is here, are you inside?"

"It's Junior Brother Yideng. You all come, come in."

Back at the abbot's courtyard, Huo Yuanzhen regained his peaceful and graceful attitude and became the monk who was not as good as the world. There was no trace of fireworks in his tone.

After so long, this is almost instinct.

The door opened, and there was a light outside, an empty, a clean, a dust, Huitian, Huilong, Huixing, Huixin, Huidao, Huiyuan and others entered one after another.

Huiming and other monks did not follow him this time. As their status in the martial arts world grew, Huo Yuanzhen became increasingly majestic in the minds of ordinary disciples and was no longer something that anyone could see casually.

Only junior brothers who are of the same generation and his personal disciples can meet.

The monks came to the abbot's courtyard and saluted Huo Yuanzhen one after another. Yideng and others gave their respects to peers, while Huitian and other six disciples held the rituals of their disciples.

"Sit all."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded slightly, and these people sat down on the left and right. Their seniority was not messy at all.

Huo Yuanzhen's eyes first fell on Yideng's body.

After not seeing each other for many days, Yideng made great progress! It turned out to be quasi-perfect. Huo Yuan was really relieved and nodded frequently.

Yideng also stood up quickly. As the head of the Dharma Hall, he naturally had a lot of things to report to Huo Yuanzhen.

The progress of Shaolin disciples over the past period of time, have any good seedlings been discovered, what happened in the world, and many other things will take a long time to talk about.

Huo Yuanzhen just came back, but he didn't interrupt the light. He listened quietly. After all, this is his own sect and his foundation, so he has to care about it.

When Yideng talked about the Shenlong Sect, Huo Yuanzhen frowned slightly: "Do people outside the border often come to me to provoke me in Shaolin recently?"

"Yes, the people of the Dragon Sect are very enthusiastic. They firmly believe that the Dragon will appear in the world, and there is also the Lord of the Dragon. It is said that the celestial phenomena have proved this. Within a year, they are just giving the Lord of the Dragon."

Huo Yuanzhen didn't say anything, but he remembered the seven-star pearl in his heart. It was within one year, and even the old man Tianji said that his life span was only one year.

Is all this just a coincidence?

He was thinking here, and a light continued over there.

"Abbot, there are indeed some changes in the world. Not only is the Shenlong Sect outside the Great Wall going to enter the Central Plains, but it is also said that the Tantric Buddhism on the Snowy Plateau is finally unwilling to be lonely. Some lamas have left the Snowy Plateau and entered the Middle Earth."

"Oh! Is there such a thing?"

Huo Yuanzhen pondered for a moment: "Lamas are also monks. What are they doing when they enter the Central Plains? Is it also for the sake of fame and fortune in the world? This seems unreasonable?"

"They are not fighting for fame and fortune. These lamas are just asking about some old stories. It seems to be related to the original Demon Cult, but they did not affect our Shaolin anything, and they acted in a low-key manner, so we didn't know much about what they did."

After all, Shaolin is not a big sect with believers all over the world. The source of the news is often through the Beggars' Sect. It is not convenient to have many things clear, so Huo Yuanzhen didn't ask much.

"There is another thing, that is, Kongtong's sect, Dong Xuanzi, returned to Kongtong. It is said that this person has reached the innate perfection. After returning to Kongtong, he announced something, saying that he must win the position of leader of the martial arts world on the ninth day of the ninth month."

Huo Yuanzhen waved his hand: "I know that this person is indeed a perfect person, but he is afraid he is still missing if he wants to win the leader of the martial arts world."

Now June is now. There are not many days left before the June lottery. There are still Chinese New Year lottery draws, July lottery, Mid-Autumn Festival lottery, August lottery, and Double Ninth Festival lottery. Moreover, each lottery draw is twice, and the twelve lottery draws are waiting for Huo Yuanzhen. It is the most frequent stage of lottery draws in the year.

Huo Yuan really has so many opportunities. He is really not afraid of not being able to deal with Dong Xuanzi, the person who has just entered perfection.

What's more, he was injured some time ago under his immobility fundamental seal, and Huo Yuanzhen even despised him psychologically.

Of course, psychological despisation does not mean not caring. Huo Yuanzhen still needs to be more careful and build Shaolin into a truly powerful sect during this period so that he can not be afraid of anyone.

Yideng said for a while. Huo Yuanzhen's eyes turned to Yikong, "Junior Brother Yikong, how much money and food does Shaolin have at the moment?"

Yikong felt a little embarrassed: "Abbot, although the incense in Shaolin has always been good, during this period, the abbot asked Shaolin disciples to prohibit going down the mountain, and everyone stayed on the mountain, so the income from doing rituals was gone, there was no income there, and there were more people to eat on the mountain. The money for the incense was not saved, and it could barely maintain the normal life of the monks in the temple. As for the surplus... there was not much."

When Huo Yuan really started using the money, Yikong told him that Shaolin didn’t have much money. Huo Yuan was really unhappy, but it was not easy to show it. He could only say patiently: "Junior brother, just say how much money there is."

"This... I bought some grain seeds and vegetable seedlings some time ago in the spring and bought some summer clothes. The abbot also knew that the monks' clothes were damaged very quickly..."

Yikong was still talking, and seeing Huo Yuanzhen's expression of dissatisfaction, he hurriedly said, "There are more than 1,600 taels left!"

Huo Yuanzhen opened his mouth for a long time and didn't say anything.

Why has this long passed? There is only so much money left? There is no surplus here. It is obvious that it is about to go bankrupt!

Think about it, Shaolin temples were only open, with only a dozen people! Seven or eight guns...

Huo Yuan was really a little distracted, but at that time, Shaolin was so rich. Why did so many believers go on so long, but the money goes down the road?

Could it be that these people dare to fill their pockets with each other?

Is it something extravagant and wasteful happened?

Seeing Huo Yuanzhen's suspicious expression, Yikong hurriedly explained: "Abbot, this is not because my junior brother is unwilling to be thrifty in the family. These days, the monks have worked hard to practice, and they can eat more than pigs.... They are especially edible. Moreover, after hearing your order, Huihu refines the alchemy. After a furnace of elixirs goes down, he has made less and he has been trashed. This is also a big hole in burning money. We want him to practice less, so he said it was your order, so this thing is the one that burns the most money, so..."

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen suddenly realized that it was the alchemy furnace burning money, so it was no wonder.

No wonder Yikong refused to say honestly, it turned out that he was saving face for himself.

But it is inevitable that he has no intention of blaming himself for wasting money.

Yikong saw that Huo Yuanzhen understood and was not polite. He said, "Abbot, you are back. Just come back. I will pay you a solid deposit. Our money can last for at most half a month. After half a month, Shaolin will be out of the pot. You can do it yourself!"

After saying that, he looked relaxed and looked like he was not concerned about his own affairs.

If you make your own decisions, you will take care of yourself if something happens.

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Chapter completed!