I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

when!

The melodious bell rang, this time it was not the sound of the Buddha's light enchantment, but the bell of summoning monks.

At this time, except for the seriously injured Master Xuankong, the first seats of each courtyard of Shaolin Temple have all gathered in the Daxiong Hall. Abbot Xuanci was in the first place, wearing a red cassock, with a strange flush on his face.

"Abbot, are you injured?"

Seeing Abbot Xuanci's expression, Master Xuanxu, the head master of Yaowang Academy, was startled suddenly. Hastily stepped forward two steps, and gently supported Abbot Xuanci.

"Brother Abbot, your injury is serious!"

All the monks exclaimed. Only then did I find out that during the Demon Monk Tribulation, Abbot Xuanci suffered more serious injuries than imagined!

"This injury is the same as that of Junior Brother Xuankong, it is...the strength of Da Ziyang's hand. Junior Brother Xuanci, why didn't you tell me!" Master Xuanxu looked at Xuanci with a bit of reproach in his eyes.

"It's okay, I'm fine for the time being." Abbot Xuanci waved his hand slightly, and said: "Just now the Buddha Light Barrier was activated, presumably the people who worshiped the Blood Sect have gathered and are ready to attack the mountain... Sigh, I can't imagine whether Shaolin Temple failed To escape the catastrophe. I only hope that the disciples sent to deliver the letter can deliver the letter as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the stupa dies, I am afraid that the world will be devastated..."

After listening to Abbot Xuanci's words, all the monks began to whisper to each other, while the heads of each courtyard fell silent.

The Blood Worship Cult might attack the Shaolin Temple. They had vaguely guessed this before.

But there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart... that is, the Blood Worship Cult has not discovered the weakening of the Shaolin Temple's Buddha Light Barrier.

After all, the matter of Fajie is an internal strife in Shaolin Temple, and there is no publicity. If the Blood Worship Sect didn't get the news, they would never dare to rashly attack the Shaolin Temple with its profound foundation.

What happened in Heyang City not only shocked Shaolin Temple, but also shocked the entire dynasty. It is expected that even if the other sects do not send people to investigate, people from the imperial court will come to encircle and suppress the Blood Worship Sect. At that time, Shaolin would probably be safe.

But it is a pity that this news seems to have leaked out for some reason...

"It's not that simple."

Master Xuannan, the head of the Discipline Institute, said: "The robbery of the demon monks is an internal matter of my Shaolin Temple. How could it be possible that the news leaked out in just one day? Unless the Blood Worship Sect was already prepared and decided to encroach on my Shaolin Temple today. Otherwise, the Shaolin Temple may be the only one who secretly communicated with the song!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the monks were shocked.

There may be a mole in Shaolin Temple!

This was an astonishing thing. But if you think about it carefully, there are even monks who have become demons, let alone traitors?

But if this is true, the morale that was already shaken by the precepts will undoubtedly be hit again!

"Amitabha……"

Abbot Xuanci clasped his hands together, and said: "That may not be the case. The Blood Worship Sect is well-informed. It has been hidden from fifty-seven years ago and has rarely been seen. But it slaughtered tens of thousands of people in Heyang City the day before yesterday. This incident Things are not that simple."

"Abbot, what do you mean..." The head Xuandao master of the Bodhi Court suddenly widened his eyes: "Could it be that the purpose of massacring the city is..."

"Fifty-seven years ago, on the day of the Seven Stars, the leader of the Blood Sect worshiped the master of the Blood Sect, who had achieved great magic skills. But not necessarily dead..."

Abbot Xuanci said: "What happened in Heyang City this time. It is very likely that it is the blood sacrifice and healing method of the Blood Worship Sect."

"If that's the case...!" All the heads showed expressions of shock.

If the person who attacked Shaolin Temple this time was the leader of the Blood Sect, then I'm afraid... Shaolin Temple is in danger!

Because, the leader of the Blood Worship Sect was already a grand master fifty-seven years ago!

Perhaps if the statue of Sakyamuni is not damaged,

Relying on the "One Hundred and Eight Arhats Formation" formed by the monks of the whole temple in conjunction with the Buddha's light enchantment, it can resist the realm of a master. But now, it is clear that this is no longer possible.

Master Xuanxu sighed: "Abbot, this is the end of the matter, we still focus on preserving the foundation of the Shaolin Temple. Shaolin Temple's thousand-year foundation, how can it be destroyed in one fell swoop..."

"Senior Brother Xuanxu, I also understand what you mean. But this time it is not simply a danger of destroying the temple." Abbot Xuanci said: "If something happens to the stupa, the consequences will be unimaginable. Moreover, with the Blood Worship Sect The hatred of Shaolin Temple, even if we try our best to evacuate, the other party will chase after us. At that time, there will be no Buddha's light formation guarding us, I'm afraid none of them will be able to escape!"

"Brother Abbot is right!" Master Xuanzheng showed murderous intent in his eyes: "Since the devil is coming, then even if you sacrifice your life today, you must swear to defend Shaolin to the death!"

"Yes, I am willing to stay in Shaolin with my senior brother to resist the devil's religion!"

Many leaders expressed their opinions one after another.

"Alas... Now, that's the only way to go."

Abbot Xuanci sighed, and nodded slightly: "Let all the low-level warrior monks, handyman monks, and Zen monks from all the courtyards gather in the Bodhi courtyard. We will lead other monks to the temple gate to prepare for the enemy. We Shaolin's junior disciples must not be compromised any more."

"Yes. Please obey the abbot's decree." All the monks said one after another.

However, when the monks went to make arrangements, Master Xuan Bei's eyes flashed with worry, hesitating as if hesitant. After a while, he turned to Abbot Xuanci and asked, "Brother Abbot, what you said just now seems to reveal a bit of sadness. Could it be..."

Abbot Xuanci looked at Xuan Bei with a bit of despondency in his eyes.

After a while he said:

"Junior Xuan Bei. Yesterday I asked Junior Brother Xuan Dao to send twelve disciples to ask for help, and I myself sent fifteen proud disciples there. However, these fifteen disciples did not ask for help, but went down the mountain and arrived at the town. Turn back afterward."

Master Xuan Bei opened his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and there was a bit of shock in his eyes. Looking at Abbot Xuanci, he said with a trembling voice, "Senior brother, could it be..."

"None of them came back." As soon as Abbot Xuanci said this, endless grief appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to be much older.

"..."

Master Xuan Bei suddenly showed endless desolation.

Abbot Xuanci's meaning is very clear to him.

Those disciples who asked for help, I'm afraid none of them made it down the mountain, and all of them were stopped by the Blood Worship Sect on the way!

That's why, the moment the Buddha's Light Barrier rang, Abbot Xuanci knew it was the attack from the Blood Worship Sect. Because he was already mentally prepared!

No one will come to help.

The reason why Abbot Xuanci said those words was just to boost morale. Let the monks have a glimmer of hope, hoping to wait for reinforcements.

But in fact, none of those disciples came back, that is to say, all the disciples were intercepted and killed without leaving Shaoshi Mountain! I'm afraid that before the arrival of the Blood Worship Cult, everything has been arranged properly! Shaolin Temple really has a mole! !

The destruction of the temple is imminent!

Do not……

A bit of determination appeared in Master Xuan Bei's eyes.

There are reinforcements, there must be reinforcements!

"I'll invite Master Uncle Chu Kongwen!" Master Xuan Bei said in a deep voice.

Now there is only this way, although it is illusory, but it can only be pinned on this!

Immediately, regardless of Abbot Xuanci's reaction, he got up abruptly, turned around and strode towards the back mountain.