Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 45 The Cone in the Bag

This is the way of luck!
Some people with extremely noble fates seem to have great affinity with them in every word and deed.His words and actions make people inexplicably convinced and obeyed.

Xun Shaoyu was exactly like this at this time.

Above the door above his head, the acres of clear light rippled, indistinctly, formless and wavering, passing by Zhou Zai.

This wave of fluctuation swept across, and the eyes of the monks became gentler.

"The thieves are attacking fiercely. The monks in front, even if Arhat comes to this world, may not be able to stop these soldiers."

"If things go wrong, the hundreds of years of foundation of our Great Ci'an Temple will be lost in one day. Who can bear this responsibility?"

All the monks were whispering to each other, and a few monks of the "Le" generation were deep in thought.

Seeing this, he wrapped his arms around the gray monk's robe, touched his knees to the ground, and said sincerely: "Everyone, it is related to the fate of the temple, so you must pay attention to it!"

The matter is so important that monks dare not specialize in it.

No one can bear this responsibility except Monk Tong.

At this time, a monk of the "Yuan" generation raised doubts and said: "The monsters of the Vacuum Sect gather together and rise up. What kind of atmosphere can a mob create?"

"We have five hundred monk soldiers in Ci'an Temple. How can we not protect the temple?"

Xun Shaoyu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Uncles and brothers,"

"Five hundred monk soldiers seems like a lot, but it can kill a county with cholera. But what if there are [-] or [-] bandit soldiers?"

Speaking of this, it makes people think deeply.

This is not a world of high martial arts and high law. It is not impossible for ants to pile up and kill the elephant!

What's more, the rebels outside are not ants, and Ci'an Temple is not an elephant.

Liao Tong pondered for a while, then spoke, "So, what do you think?"

Xun Shaoyu cupped his hands and said, "Disciple, I want to ask the master for the right to make decisions on the fly."

"Control the monk soldiers and unify their advance and retreat. Only then will we have the opportunity to defeat the rebel soldiers in one fell swoop and gain precious breathing space."

"what?"

The faces of the monks changed drastically, and their eyes turned to Monk Yuanguang.

Monk Yuanguang is the master of Prajna Hall and the leader of the martial monks.

Doesn't this right to make decisions on the fly also represent?At a specific moment, could one also make a decision about Monk Yuanguang?

"Yuanzhen,"

A monk came out and scolded: "You have to know what you are talking about."

"The Mahavira Palace is a solemn place. You are talking nonsense."

Xun Shaoyu's eyes opened and closed, and his sparkle moved slightly.

Above the top door, the acres of clear light and the image of mountains and rivers suddenly dimmed a lot, and the full light spread around.

At the same time, in the eyes of the monks, the image of Xun Shaoyu is also changing suddenly.

Moisturizing things silently, an indescribable, unexplainable, real change happened to Xun Shaoyu.

The monks seemed to be unaware, but their perception of Xun Shaoyu was quietly changing.

This change is very subtle.

Xun Shaoyu responded solemnly: "Of course I know what I am talking about. I am very conscious."

Monk Yuanguang's eyes were bright, he waved his hand and said: "Give me a reason!"

Prajna Hall, the power of the monks in the temple, can't be handed over just by hand?

Xun Shaoyu was originally a "little transparent" in the temple.As a disciple of Monk Tongda, I cannot say that I am incomparable to everyone, but I am pretty much the same.

Nowadays, these monks can't help but hesitate when they talk so loudly and ask for such an important position.

There was a different look in Xun Shaoyu's eyes.

"Disciple, you can retreat the thieves."

Xun Shaoyu's calm voice made people feel a bit trustful.

"you?"

Liao Jing pointed at Xun Shaoyu hesitantly, his expression full of doubts.

Of course, if Xun Shaoyu hadn't been on top of the door, the fluctuations in luck would have blinded the minds of all the monks.

At this time, Monk Liao Jing was not necessarily just hesitant, but disdainful.

He looked around Zhou Za and spoke eloquently: "Uncles and brothers... you should not stop fighting, but you will be disturbed. I, Ci'an Temple, can stop the thieves once and twice."

"It may not be able to stop the third or fourth time,"

"Therefore, please make a decision quickly and don't delay."

His words seemed to carry some kind of power that made people unable to help but believe in them.

This is the so-called personality charm!

With the magical power of the monk, a Zen mind has long been like a diamond.In these words, I could not help but feel shaken by my Zen mind.

"What are your abilities that make you worthy of such a heavy responsibility?" A monk of the Yuan generation sneered as he flicked his sleeves.

Xun Shaoyu replied: "My disciples do not understand Buddhism and do not know supernatural powers."

"However, in front of thousands of thieves and soldiers, what's the use of magical powers and what's the use of Buddhist teachings?"

"presumptuous!!"

Monk Yuanguang opened his eyes angrily, showing the appearance of King Vajra Ming.

boom! !

With this loud roar, he was at the peak of his martial arts, and his martial arts cultivation was comparable to that of a real Taoist.

boom! !

At the pinnacle of the outside world, one can refine one hundred and eight acupoints to become the path of the Heavenly Gang and the Earthly Demon. He is brave enough to be worthy of all men, and his copper skin and iron bones are indestructible to his body.

This sound immediately made Zhou Za's mind go blank except for the great monk.

Xun Shaoyu was also in a daze at this moment.

"enough,"

Liao Tong stretched out his hand and stopped Monk Yuanguang forcefully.

He looked at Xun Shaoyu silently and said calmly: "Since you said so... then, do you know how to fight?"

Xun Shaoyu's face was solemn and he responded: "Of course,"

"it is good!!"

Monk Liaotong snorted: "I'll give you this opportunity..."

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Xun Shaoyu walked out of the Main Hall, a chill rising on his back.

At some point, his back was soaked with cold sweat.

"Finally, it's out,"

Xun Shaoyu looked at the sky. The sky was clear and the golden crow was brilliant.

"The Taoist book says that the way to luck depends on popularity!"

His eyes were cold: "In this life, I want to step on the great road and see the scenery of the mountains,"

"What about the farmer, and what about Lu Houzi..."

"As long as the heart is not weak, even ants can stir up the situation!"

Now, Xun Shaoyu's status in Ci'an Temple is really not embarrassing.Although he has the title of disciple of the 'Yuan' generation, he has no real rights.

But if you want to get ahead step by step, just being content with the status quo is no longer an option!
"Uncle Master,"

Mingyuan, Minghuai, and Mingye, these three confidants saw Xun Shaoyu walking out of the main hall and hurriedly stepped forward.

"It's done!"

Just this sentence from Xun Shaoyu made several people feel excited.

He looked at the three of them with a look of joy on his face, but he didn't feel much joy himself.

Xun Shaoyu wanted Cao Sui to recommend himself. How could these sophisticated monks of the "Le" generation not know this?

Unfortunately, the world of Wei Dynasty is not a world of high martial arts and high law.

No matter how strong an individual is, he cannot destroy a city or a country.

Otherwise, the Great Ci'an Temple would be where it is today.A mere few thousand thieves were not enough for them to take pictures on their own.

In this kind of low-level society, what matters is rules and systems.

Their Ci'an Temple has a solid foundation and profound heritage.

In the face of some lonely ghosts, nature has an advantage.

Even the ghost king who dared to cause cholera in a prefecture or county would stay away from Ci'an Temple.

It is easy to deal with some ghosts and ghosts in Ci'an Temple.

But when it comes to facing the army and fighting, the magical power of Ci'an Temple is of no use.

This is the reason why Monk Liao Tong easily delegates power.

Xun Shaoyu didn't know that in the eyes of Monk Liao Tong, a young man with a clear heart represented a possibility and a miracle.

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Ci'an Temple, outer gate!

The blood on the monk soldiers was not yet dry.

Xun Shaoyu took over the defense here with several elders, as well as the orders of the host and chief.

In a side room, several senior monks sat opposite Xun Shaoyu.

Xun Shaoyu sat firmly at the top, motionless in all directions, as steady as a rock.Just the gesture alone makes people dare not underestimate him.

He looked to the left and right. These monks were all senior officials of Luohan Hall.

Ranked as one of the 18 Arhats, his influence in the Arhat Hall is very important.

Today, there are only ten of the so-called Eighteen Arhats left, and the other eight were all killed by the bandits.

Xun Shaoyu rubbed his eyebrows and said, "How many senior brothers are left?"

At this moment, Xun Shaoyu was secretly surprised.

18 Arhat, as the card of Arhat Hall.

Every one of them will definitely not be inferior to him. They are all accomplished by outsiders and can be called brave generals.

Now, just a few times of bandit charges, he had lost so much, which was beyond his imagination.

Seeing this, an Arhat looked bitter and said, "Junior brother, our Arhat Hall has suffered heavy losses. In several hand-to-hand battles, nearly half of our five hundred monks were killed or injured."

"If there is no other way to think of, disaster is not far away for our Ci'an Temple!"

Xun Shaoyu hesitated and scolded: "Half?"

"Your Luohan Hall monks and soldiers are comparable to the best soldiers in the army, but these thieves are just a ragtag group, and they have suffered so many casualties,"

"You cannot escape the blame!"

bump! !

An Arhat slapped his palm heavily on the wooden table beside him.

"Junior brother, these words should not be said lightly. We are also fighting hard! There are many thieves and soldiers, but we are the only ones."

"Outnumbered, these wounded and wounded fellow apprentices did not flinch."

When this Arhat talked about his sadness, his eyes were like water, with a slight glimmer of water in his eyes.

Hearing this, Xun Shaoyu was silent for a moment, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "No, I can't continue to be so passive!"

The monks and soldiers of the Arhat Hall are very brave and strong, and they eat three meals a day without lack of nutrition.

These are the seeds of elite soldiers!

Looking at the world of Wei, and even the main world, it is extremely difficult to raise troops and consume them.

And this is also in line with the innate conditions contained in all elite soldiers.

"These monk soldiers usually just train, how can they get used to actual combat?"

Without experiencing real blood and fire, it cannot be called a true hero.At most, it is just a tiger that has been kept docile in captivity.

Xun Shaoyu said calmly: "This is the difference between military battle formations and ordinary fighting."

Several Arhats seemed to understand: "What do you mean?"

"We can't be beaten passively. We don't need to take advantage of that group of rebels and defeat them in one fell swoop when they don't have a firm foothold in Jinping."

"Otherwise, we will be in danger! Jinping will be in danger! Xiyi will be in danger!"

Jinping is located in the southwest of Yizhou and is an important place in the west of Yizhou.The winner of the championship will face the whole of Xiyi, and it will be smooth sailing.

I just understand the subtle relationship between this.

It made Xun Shaoyu more and more aware that these rebels wanted to get rid of Da Ci'an Temple.

As Ci'an Temple with a broad mass base, in the eyes of the Vacuum Sect, it is a thorn in the flesh!

(End of this chapter)