As soon as he came to the top of Shao Room, Huo Yuanzhen felt a gaze pass over him.

That's nameless!

Huo Yuanzhen was happy in his heart, his current strength even surpassed that of the quasi-consummation, he could be regarded as the first person under the congenital consummation, and he was extremely sensitive to strength, just now, at the glance of the nameless, he felt that the nameless strength had been improved again!

Nameless strength progress, this is Shaolin's blessing, although I don't know the specific situation of congenital perfection, but Huo Yuanzhen can also know how difficult it is to progress a realm, nameless strength progress, it is estimated that he can already fight with the original Dongfang Shaobai, how can Huo Yuanzhen not be surprised.

Silently reciting the Sanskrit sound in his heart, Huo Yuanzhen said: "Elder, you are very idle!"

Sanskrit Yin directly entered Nameless's mind, and Nameless also replied to Huo Yuanzhen with a thousand-mile voice: "The abbot's strength has greatly improved, congratulations!"

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

"Take a good look at your Shaolin, this sect has a lot to do, the abbot takes care of it well, and the old man can enjoy the blessings with peace of mind, and the old man believes that the abbot must have a way." ”

Hearing Nameless's words, Huo Yuanzhen was also happy in his heart, it seems that Shaolin has indeed made great progress, the disciples must be cultivating well, and Nameless's mood can be so relaxed.

Nameless stopped talking, Huo Yuanzhen didn't continue to ask, and expelled the golden-eyed eagle directly to the sky above the abbot's courtyard.

When the golden-eyed eagle appeared, many Shaolin disciples were shocked!

It's no secret that the abbot's golden-eyed eagle died, but I didn't expect a bigger bird to appear now. It's several times bigger than the original golden-eyed eagle, which is too shocking, is this still a bird?

It's a dark cloud!

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

Huo Yuanzhen asked the golden-eyed eagle to go to the back mountain by himself, and saw those partners who were also from the system, and he returned to the abbot's courtyard and sat on the lotus platform.

It's still good for this lotus platform. As soon as he sat down and cultivated a little, the thirteen-fold acceleration made Huo Yuanzhen's whole body feel comfortable. If you don't leave Shaolin and go outside during this time, I'm afraid that my child's skills are almost in the late congenital stage.

Take out the Bloodseeker remnant that he obtained. Pieced together with the original six, compared with it, Huo Yuanzhen sighed slightly, and sure enough, the middle piece was missing.

Just looking at these eight pieces, it seems to be a vast mountain, full of mountains, and I can't see any clues.

If there was no middle piece, he would definitely not understand the secret of this picture, Huo Yuanzhen had no choice but to put away the eight pieces of blood demon remnant map and wait for when there was a chance. Take the last piece of the picture in Mo Tianxie's hand and talk about it.

After cultivating for a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

When I arrived at the door, there was a knock on the door, "Abbot, senior brother is here, are you inside?"

"It's a senior brother. You are all here, all come in. ”

Returning to the abbot's courtyard, Huo Yuanzhen regained his serene and graceful attitude, and became the monk who did not eat the fireworks of the world, and there was no trace of fireworks in his tone.

After so much training, it's almost instinctive.

The door opened. Outside, a lamp, an emptiness, a net, a dust, Huitian, Huilong, Huixing, Huixin, Huidao, Huiyuan and other mermaids entered.

Huiming and other monks did not come with him this time, with the passage of time and the growth of the status of the rivers and lakes, in the minds of ordinary disciples, Huo Yuanzhen is becoming more and more majestic, and it is no longer something that anyone can see casually.

Only his juniors and disciples of his own generation can meet him.

The monks came to the abbot's courtyard and gave gifts to Huo Yuanzhen one after another, Yideng and others gave gifts to their peers, and Huitian and other six disciples were the gifts of the disciples. ...,

"Sit down. ”

Huo Yuanzhen nodded slightly, these people all sat down left and right, and the seniority was not messed up at all.

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

I haven't seen it for many days, and the progress of Yilan is not small! It has actually become a quasi-consummation, Huo Yuanzhen was very pleased, and nodded frequently.

Yideng also hurriedly stood up, as the seat of the Dharma Hall, he naturally had a lot of things to report to Huo Yuanzhen.

The progress of Shaolin disciples during this period of time, what good seedlings have been discovered, what has happened on the rivers and lakes, and many other things, it will take a long time to talk about it.

Huo Yuanzhen had just come back, but he didn't interrupt the words, he listened quietly, after all, this is his own sect, his own roots, and he has to care.

When Yideng talked about the Divine Dragon Sect, Huo Yuanzhen frowned slightly: "Have people from outside the Sai often come to my Shaolin to provoke recently?"

"Yes, this Divine Dragon Sect is very fanatical, they firmly believe that the Divine Dragon will appear, and there is also a Divine Dragon Lord, it is said that the celestial phenomena have proven this, and within a year, they are just giving the Divine Dragon Lord a front stand. ”

Huo Yuanzhen didn't make a sound, but he remembered in his heart the matter of the Seven Stars Alignment, and it was also within a year, and even the old man Tianji said that his lifespan was only one year.

Is all this just a coincidence?

He's thinking here, and there's a light going on.

"Abbot, there are indeed some changes in the rivers and lakes now, not only the Shenlong Sect outside the Saiwai is about to enter the Central Plains, but it is also said that the Tantra on the snowy plateau is finally unwilling to be lonely, and some lamas have left the snowy plateau and entered Middle-earth. ”

"Oh, is there such a thing?"

Huo Yuanzhen pondered for a moment: "Lamas are also monks, what are they doing in the Central Plains? Is it also for the sake of fame and fortune in the rivers and lakes? This doesn't seem reasonable, right?"

"They are not competing for fame and fortune, these lamas are just asking about some old things, it seems to be related to the original demon sect, but they have not affected us Shaolin anything, and their behavior is low-key, and we don't know much about what they do. ”

After all, Shaolin is not the kind of big faction with believers all over the world, and the source of news often passes through the beggar gang, and the traffic is inconvenient these years, and it is normal that many things are not clear, so Huo Yuanzhen didn't ask much.

"One more thing. It is said that this person has also reached the congenital perfection, and after returning to Kongtong, he announced one thing, saying that he must win the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance on the ninth day of the ninth month. ”

Huo Yuanzhen waved his hand: "The poor monk knows that this person is indeed a congenital consummation, but he wants to win the leader of the martial arts alliance." I'm afraid it's still a little bit hot. ”

It's June now, and there are not a few days left before the June lottery, and there is still a Qixi lottery on the ninth day of September. July draw, Mid-Autumn Festival draw, August draw. There is also a Double Ninth Festival lottery, and each lottery is twice, and a full twelve lottery draws are waiting for Huo Yuanzhen, which is the most frequent lottery stage of the year.

Huo Yuan really has so many opportunities, and he is really not afraid that he will not be able to deal with Dong Xuanzi, who has just entered the consummation.

What's more, he was injured under his immovable foundation some time ago, and Huo Yuanzhen despised him a little psychologically.

Of course, psychological contempt does not mean that he doesn't care, Huo Yuanzhen still has to be careful, and build Shaolin into a truly powerful sect during this time, so that he can not be afraid of anyone.

Yideng talked for a while. Huo Yuanzhen's gaze turned to Yikong's body, "Senior Brother Yikong, how much food does Shaolin have right now?"

Yikong was slightly embarrassed: "Abbot, although Shaolin's incense has always been good, but during this time, the abbot asked Shaolin disciples to prohibit going down the mountain." Everyone stayed on the mountain, so there was no income from the practice of doing things, there was no income there, and there were more people on the mountain to eat, and the money for those incense was not saved, so it was barely enough to maintain the normal life of the monks in the temple. As for the surplus, there isn't much. ”...,

When Huo Yuan really used the money, he told him that Shaolin didn't have much money, Huo Yuanzhen was a little unhappy, but it was not easy to show it, so he could only say patiently: "Senior brother, although he said that there is still much money." ”

"Some time ago, in the spring, I bought some grain seeds and vegetable seedlings, and added some summer clothes, and the abbot also knew that the clothes of those warrior monks were quickly damaged. ”

Yikong was still rambling, and seeing Huo Yuanzhen's somewhat dissatisfied look, he hurriedly said, "There are more than 1,600 taels left!"

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

Why has it been so long, and there is only so much money left, where is there no surplus, it is clear that it is about to go bankrupt!

Think about the time when the Shaolin temple was opened, and there were only a dozen people!

Huo Yuanzhen's thoughts were a little slippery, but at that time, how rich Shaolin was, how could it be that after such a long time, there were more and more believers, but the money became less and less?

Do these people dare to fill their pockets?

Could it be that there is extravagance and waste?

Seeing Huo Yuanzhen's suspicious look, Yikong hurriedly explained: "Abbot, it's not that the junior brother is unwilling to be diligent and thrifty, these days, the warrior monks are practicing hard, and they can eat more than pigs, and that Huihu listened to your order to alchemy, a furnace of pills went down, less practice, more practice, this is also a big hole to burn money, we want him to practice less, he said it was your order, so this matter is the most money-burning, so." ”

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

No wonder Isaku refused to be honest, it turned out to be saving face for himself.

But it is inevitable to say that he does not mean to blame himself for wasting money in his heart.

Yikong saw that Huo Yuanzhen understood, and he was not polite, and said: "Abbot, you can be regarded as coming back, it's good if you come back, I'll pay you a real deal, our money can last for half a month at most, and after half a month, Shaolin will have no rice to cook, you can do it yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Yikong's face was relaxed, and he looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

You make your own decisions, and you take care of what happens.

ps: Birthday, there are lunar calendars, and solar calendars, tomorrow is the birthday of the black soil, the birthday of the lunar calendar, and it is also my daughter's birthday, I and my baby daughter are one day birthday, isn't it a coincidence, haha! If you like black soil, like to see the abbot, remember to come to the book review area to say happy birthday!