"No food?? Most of them have no food in the whole city?? ”

After Zhang Zhijing heard the report of his disciples, his brows twisted into a Sichuan character for a while.

"No, not only is there no food, medicine, and quilts, but today the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar teahouse, and even the restaurant are closed!"

The disciple in charge of procurement carefully told everything he had seen and heard.

For a while, Zhang Zhijing's expression was even more ugly.

Looking at the elders, he wondered, "Strange, why is this happening." ”

"Boss, it's okay to say that there is no cotton clothes and bedding, if there is no food, there are some wild vegetables in the mountains, and we can also satisfy our hunger, but the problem is that this will not last long."

The elder said that the other elders were also in a dilemma for a while.

However, after thinking for a moment, Zhang Zhijing suddenly looked back at the disciple in charge of procurement, and said coldly: "You just said that all the shops are closed!" ”

"Yes, all the shops are closed, and I want to go to some ministers' houses to borrow them, but they have all been asked to leave, and I can't borrow them for a while."

After hearing this disciple's words.

Zhang Zhijing's face suddenly calmed down, his fingers pinched his three-inch long beard, and his eyes flashed with essence, not knowing what he was thinking.

But after seeing it for a while, Zhang Zhijing suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha."

Seeing this, Wei, Wang, Zhang and other elders looked at each other for a while, not knowing why Zhang Zhijing suddenly laughed.

Zhang Zhijing seemed to be waiting for these elders to ask himself, and after laughing, he pretended to be deep and stood there quietly waiting.

They have been brothers for decades.

As for Zhang Zhijing's careful thoughts, they all understood it after a few elders looked at each other, but the more this was the case, the more they didn't ask.

Instead, they calmed down one by one and waited quietly.

Zhang Zhijing would behave like this, the idlers found something beneficial to the Quanzhen Sect, and since it was beneficial, of course they were even less anxious.

For a while, Zhang Zhijing and these elders had a dumb riddle.

But it was bitter that the disciple in charge of procurement, standing there and walking, not standing, sweating anxiously on his forehead.

Complicated emotions are like when you find your homeroom teacher and your parents standing in front of you after a parent-teacher conference, staring at you quietly without anyone speaking.

You have to wonder what you're doing wrong...... Whether to confess leniently, or to resist strictly.

Half a pillar of incense has passed.

Several elders finally found that Zhang Zhijing was actually standing there asleep, and after the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, finally one of the elders stepped forward: "Ahem, why are you laughing." ”

Zhang Zhijing, who seemed to be asleep just now, suddenly opened his eyes after hearing this, his face was full of light for a while, and he said with a bright smile: "This time the situation is sudden, we are not prepared, and the monk of the three precepts will definitely not be prepared." ”

"......"

Seeing this, a few elders looked dazed, and they didn't understand what's so funny about this matter, they were all half a catty and eight taels worthy of Zhang Zhijing, so let them stand with them for a long time?

Zhang Zhijing looked back at the dazed faces of the elders, and he was angry.

A look of hatred of iron and steel shouted: "You stupid, we are Taoist priests, what is no food, just hunting, what is myrrh, collect medicine to alchemy, open a furnace and build a stove on the spot, let's start from the ground, isn't this the skill of our Taoists." ”

Several elders were stunned, that's right!

Zhang Zhijing is not wrong at all, they are Taoist priests.

It's not Wang Ba who can only recite scriptures.

Chanting sutras is just the spiritual vocation of the Society, and at the same time, medicine, alchemy, medicine gathering, hunting, astronomy and geography, construction, metaphysics, and thaumaturgy are what they are good at.

At the beginning, the Quanzhen Sect was slowly developed by Patriarch Chongyang with a group of disciples, and it has today's huge scale.

In contrast, those monks ......

Thinking of this, the other elders burst out laughing.

Just when the Quanzhen Sect was smiling brightly.

Just as Zhang Zhijing thought, the Buddhism side was bitter.

The monk of the three precepts sat cross-legged on the futon, and when he heard what his disciple said, he realized that the entire capital could not buy anything now.

"Amitabha, I'm in trouble."

Sanjie sighed.

The three-legged state is where the monks of the three precepts and other hosts did not expect at all.

It was supposed to be Buddhism coming down in a big way, and in the shortest possible time, after defeating the Quanzhen Sect, it swept away the other religions.

Even if there are some denominational alliances, it is not significant.

But now that the three-legged state has been formed, the situation has changed subtly.

At the moment, if they attack the Quanzhen Sect's garrison with all their might, then the rear will definitely be attacked or even invaded by other sects.

If they can easily break through the Quanzhen Sect by then, it will be fine.

If not, Buddhism will be caught in a dilemma, and it may even lead to a major rout in this battle for Buddhism and Taoism.

If that time comes, Buddhism's years of planning will become someone else's wedding dress.

The best thing to do is to wait.

Religion is no better than other martial arts gangs.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the more people, the deeper the rivers and lakes will be.

The sects that formed the coalition on the spot, although they seemed to be huge, had many internal problems.

As long as there is enough time, they will naturally not attack.

At that time, Buddhism will inevitably go all out to sweep away these small sects that have not achieved enough things and have more than enough failures.

Then integrate forces to defeat the Quanzhen Sect in one fell swoop.

This is the best way that the monk of the Three Precepts can think of.

However, the tricky thing now is that they don't have that many resources on hand. Each monk only carried two days' worth of dry food.

Even the Sanjie monk and several hosts can go without eating.

But the disciples can't, even if it takes a day or two, the time is delayed for a long time, and then they will be hungry and exhausted, and the long term will go on and on, and the day when their Buddhism will be defeated is not far away.

"Today's plan, there is only one way to go!"

The person who opened his mouth was the abbot of Foguang Temple on Mount Wutai, Zen Master Miaogo.

The monk of Sanjie frowned and shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it can't, even if the Quanzhen Sect is a dead camel is still bigger than a horse after all, the tiger will not fall to the ground, once it is attacked, there are no three days to distinguish the winner and loser, at this time, once someone takes advantage of the danger, my Buddhism will inevitably collapse." ”

"Amitabha, the Great Protector has misunderstood the meaning of the poor monks, and the strong attacks that the poor monks are referring to are not the Quanzhen Sect, but those foreign people."

What Miaowu Zen Master is referring to is a group of sects such as Zoroastrianism.

He really saw it, and these sects had received news in advance and purchased a large amount of food and materials.

"Zen Master Myogo means ......"

A group of Buddhist monks couldn't help but raise their heads, and saw that the compassionate face of the Miaowu Zen Master was cast a shadow: "Isn't it the duty of my Buddhism to cross the saints, if these pagan states can know the wonderful methods of my Buddhism and accept their offerings, wouldn't it be natural!" ”

Speaking of this, Zen Master Miaowu continued: "Quanzhen Sect, these years of decay, internal friction, and the previous two big battles, it has already lost troops, and now the defense is still reluctant, so naturally we will not take the initiative to make a move, we only need to succeed in one blow, and we can determine the overall situation." ”

The monk of Sanjie did not speak, but the other abbots looked at each other and nodded in praise.

Away from the monks, a little monk who was in charge of boiling water and chopping wood quietly raised his head, with a pair of red eyes, flashing left and right, pouting and disdainfully: "Wonderful, the robbery can be said so openly, hey, hey, fight, it's best to fight in the dark." ”

"Senior Brother Jingmiao."

At this time, there was a sudden call behind the little monk, and I saw the little monk slowly turning his head, showing a sunny smile on his green cheeks, and bowed his hand respectfully to the senior brother who came in front of him: "Jingmiao has seen Senior Brother Wumeng." ”

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Jingmiao, Master just ordered us to prepare more firewood, we have six hundred people this time, I'm afraid your firewood is not enough, let's go back to the kitchen to help, these firewood things will be good for Senior Brother."

Wu Meng seems to love his little brother very much, and he needs help with something in the kitchen, just to let the young junior brother be able to rest a little longer.

"What the senior brother said is true, but the senior brother is willing to accompany the senior brother to collect firewood together."

The little monk raised his head, his simple and immaculate eyes were full of joy, and when he laughed, his face showed a deep dimple, which was cute for a moment.

He naturally knew that his senior brother had let him go back to the kitchen just to rest.

"Hahahaha, okay, let's pick up firewood together, by the way, did you memorize your homework last night, let's collect firewood while testing your homework

。 ”

"Okay, but I'm afraid that your homework is not as good as mine, senior brother."

As the two of them spoke, they were already walking towards the pine forest on the side, and they could vaguely hear the sound of the two of them reciting the Myoho-renge-kyo as they walked.