After listening to Venerable Fuhu's words, the head abbot looked at him silently and shook his head: "If it's normal, that's fine. This time in front of my temple, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How can you be so careless?"
The long-browed old monk sitting next to Venerable Fuhu also spoke slowly: "The old monk remembers that the last time something like this happened was over two hundred years ago. That time we suffered a serious setback. Let go of the arrogance of those underworld witches and sycophants."
The head abbot listened to the words of the old monk with long eyebrows, nodded and said: "What the monk said is still fresh in my mind, but I didn't expect it to happen again so soon."
"It's a pity that we didn't do our best that time and let the big ghost escape in the end. It's a pity."
The long-browed old man listened to the sigh of the head abbot, and said in a calm voice:
"I tried my best that time, but I just couldn't do it in the end. The leader shouldn't always be worried about this."
"Besides, that time was also caused by the lack of foreign aid. We at Leiyin Temple tried our best, and all the monks worked hard, not to mention the loss of many elites in the temple, and even the headmaster was injured as a result."
"This is really not a loss of manpower, but the reason why all the factions in China are not united. What can we do?"
After Qian Yunsheng heard this, he quietly asked Xinzhu: "What does Changmei mean? That time Leiyin Temple lost many disciples?"
Wen Xinzhu nodded cautiously and said: "That's true. I heard that the ghost was so powerful that it was difficult to resist. What the long eyebrow said just now was the result of everyone's hard work."
Qian Yunsheng asked slightly suspiciously: "Didn't you say that this small world of Huangquan is the world that we conquered? And last time I heard what Elder Xuanbei said, he also felt that he was training the monks and treating it as a training ground. "
"Why, judging from the fact that the elders and heads are paying so much attention today, does this place seem to be extremely dangerous, and there is even a risk of the temple being overturned?"
"I feel like there is a big gap between this and what you said before and what the elders said."
Wenxinzhu whispered back: "You don't understand this. First of all, the entrance to the underworld is in a very remote place. And in the underworld, it is more chaotic than our human world, and they even attack each other. , are not united."
"In addition, at the entrance to the small world, all the factions at that time jointly built an extremely powerful ancient formation, so it can be sustained to this day."
"But the entrance to the blood pool is different. Generally speaking, the existences that can open the blood pool can only be done by extremely powerful tribes or powerful people in the small world of Huangquan."
"So unlike the off-site entrance over there, the surrounding ghosts are often of limited strength. And if they encounter a strong opponent, they can hide in a large formation to fight and wait for support. But if they come out of the blood pool here, They are often extremely powerful ghosts.”
After hearing Wen Xinzhu's explanation, Qian Yunsheng suddenly realized and said with a wry smile:
"So, if we had followed Huikong and the others down to the small world of Huangquan earlier, we wouldn't have had to face strong enemies here?"
Wen Xinzhu said: "You can't say that, it depends on how it is distributed. You know, after all, I was just a magic weapon at that time. I haven't opened my mind yet, and many things are not so clear."
"Have you also seen those 'Calling Heavenly Instruments' and 'Books of Mountains and Rivers'? For our magic weapons, most of them cannot be remembered until we become wise."
"Maybe it's a little better because I'm a Wenxinzhu. But my knowledge of these previous things, especially those that happened more than two hundred years ago, is very limited. After all, my spiritual intelligence was not yet born at that time. Woolen cloth!"
When Qian Yunsheng heard Wenxinzhu's answer, he couldn't help but secretly thought that although he had an internal response, he really couldn't rely on it for everything. There are many things that you still have to figure out yourself.
Just as he was thinking this, he heard the head abbot clasping his hands and saying, "What Master Changmei said is right, but over the past hundreds of years, the separation of factions has become more and more obvious."
"Although Lao Monk has used the summons to summon people in accordance with the agreement of each sect, judging from the situation more than a hundred years ago, I am afraid that this time the monks of our temple will have to shoulder the responsibility."
"It's just that we need to plan carefully. This time we must not increase casualties like last time!"
Lord Changmei also nodded and said: "Last time I mentioned it, it was indeed dangerous. Because of the heavy casualties in the temple, we almost didn't even save the station in the small world of Huangquan. I still have lingering fears when I think about it now."
When Qian Yunsheng heard this, he couldn't help but picture an extremely tragic scene of defending the temple in his mind. He couldn't help but secretly complained a little, and secretly screamed:
"It's broken! I just sent Agu out, and even the soul-capturing flag is gone. If something happens now, even the magic weapon to save life is gone!"
None of the monks knew that Qian Yunsheng was secretly complaining, but they continued to discuss matters in the hall.
I heard the monk, who was very young but obviously of high status, say thoughtfully: "Brother, does it mean that we have to change our previous strategy this time?"
Venerable Fuhu also shouted from the side with a loud voice: "Head Abbot, just tell me how to fight, and we will all listen to you!"
The long-browed venerable glanced at them and sighed silently:
"It's a pity that our human race has long lost the tacit understanding of helping each other after so many years."
"Otherwise, if there are various factions helping each other and joining forces to advance, why should we worry about this small underworld? Not to mention the blood pool this time."
When the head abbot saw the Long-Eyebrow Lord saying this, he couldn't help but frown a little and said:
"Although this statement makes some sense, I remember that the first generation patriarch of our temple, Patriarch Shenzhi, once said that this small world of Huangquan is full of vicious and vicious people, and it is absolutely impossible to enlighten them and subdue them."
"Therefore, I, Leiyin Temple, have been guarding the entrance to this small world for generations, just to never let any ghosts or monsters out. Otherwise, it will bring disaster to the people of the world."
"Since we and other members of the temple have all made great wishes, we will never become a Buddha until hell is empty. Even if it takes ten thousand years, we must clear away all the ghosts and monsters in this small world of underworld. How can we save others or not? If you save me, will it affect our original intention?"
"It's good to be saved by others, but if we don't save it, will we just watch the ghosts and monsters here rush out of this small world or become rich in it?"
"Perhaps the world has been in peace for a long time and cannot see the harm of this small world of underworld. But we and the monks have been rushing forward, so why don't we understand that once this entrance is lost, the destruction of our Leiyin Temple will be a trivial matter. That’s the big deal!”
Although these words he spoke were calm and even gentle, his righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor for all the people in the world made all the monks become solemn for a moment.
Venerable Changmei was the first to say: "What the head abbot taught me is that I was greedy, angry and resentful, so that I lost my bearings."
The young venerable man also folded his hands and recited the words of Amitabha Buddha:
"Brother, the head of the temple, is kind and helpful to the world. He is really a role model for us! But in this way, it is a bit difficult to reduce the losses in the temple while suppressing the small world of Huangquan."
Venerable Fuhu also said loudly: "What Venerable Kurong said is absolutely correct!"
"Although we can no longer rely on foreign aid, we can't forget what happened last time. Not only did they not help us that time, they also hindered me."
"Especially about the matter of Elder Pubian in my temple, Abbot, have you forgotten?"
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