Tongzhi didn't say anything, and just looked at Yun Hong blankly. Yunhong also looked at Tongzhi with a puzzled look on his face.
After a while, perhaps due to the eerie silence, Yun Hong took the initiative and said, "Well, I've only seen him this once..."
Tongzhi frowned slightly and nodded, but didn't say anything.
"Actually, I thought about it afterwards, maybe that senior had some deep meaning, especially the three blows on the back of my head, which should have made me come to him in the middle of the night.
But by the time I thought about it, it was already three days later..."
Although Yun Hong had tried his best to keep a low profile recently, he didn't want the abbot in front of him to think he was a fool, so he quickly explained.
But Tongzhi shook his head and said solemnly: "You are overthinking, maybe he really just wants to hit you on the back of the head three times."
"Buddhism is all about fate, and these three times have destined you to have three rare opportunities with him.
During this time, you will stay in the Demon Suppression Tower.
When the time is right, he will definitely come and look for you."
"The right time?" Yun Hong looked puzzled.
Tongzhi said expressionlessly: "Perhaps it will be the day when the Muhuang Buddhist Temple is destroyed, or perhaps it is the day when the Demon Suppressing Tower ceases to exist."
At this moment, Yun Hong's expression was a little complicated. He only knew a little about the situation in the outside world, but he also understood that the current situation of Muhuang Buddhist Temple was really not very good.
Although he has always been a member of the Human World Association, he was very grateful for the care given to him by the elders after he came to Muhuang Buddhist Temple.
On the one hand, he will faithfully carry out the tasks assigned by Ouyang Chili, on the other hand, he does not want to see Muhuang Buddhist Temple end up like this.
At this time, he remembered what his father had told him before he left the Human World Association.
When he goes out, what he needs to remember are two words, loyalty and propriety.
Then Yun Hong lowered his head, bowed to Tongzhi, and left silently.
But the figure of another person was revealed in the shadow, it was Yun Hong's cheap master, Tong Dian.
"Senior brother, have you noticed that he..."
Tongzhi shook his head:
"His identity in the Human World Association is already known to everyone, and his small actions are understandable.
At this moment, we are lucky that the other party did not add insult to injury."
Tong Dian's expression was a little tangled: "In that case, it is better to let him leave, or expel him directly from Muhuang Buddhist Temple!
Why let him go to the Demon Suppressing Tower again, and since when has there been a sweeping monk in the Demon Suppressing Tower?"
Tongzhi did not answer Tongdian's words, but looked at him deeply and said slowly:
"Junior brother, it seems that you really regard him as your apprentice.
In the end, you still want him to escape from the center of this vortex."
"I just..." Tong Dian sighed and asked unwillingly, "Senior brother, although Leiyun Palace's intervention is a bit unexpected, it does not mean that we are completely in a dead end.
But from what you just said, it seems that you have determined the outcome of our Muhuang Buddhist Temple."
"This is a sin that must be repaid sooner or later, and it is also the retribution for the most evil and desperate incident a hundred years ago.
This time, it’s not just the forces that I saw that want the Muhuang Buddhist Temple to disappear. The trees are big and attract the wind, and we block the way of others.”
After saying these words, Tongzhi closed his eyes, gently tapped the wooden fish in front of him, and recited scriptures in a low voice.
Seeing this, Tong Dian didn't say anything more and had no choice but to leave first.
The Great Skull Territory, the main battlefield in the south.
As the abbot of Tantric Night Flower Temple, Jia Luo Mo looked a little anxious at the moment.
Just because another group of Buddhist soldiers from the Buddhist kingdom on the ground came to occupy the Gen Skull area and came to help, the situation that had originally had the upper hand became even again.
It stands to reason that containing nearly 90% of the Buddhist kingdom's combat power in this way is enough to fulfill his promise to the Great Skull Dynasty.
But Jia Luo Mo knew one thing very well. The Tantric Epiphyllum Temple, which had lost the advantage of its righteousness from the beginning, must not show a trace of defeat. If it kept pursuing the victory and suppressed the Buddhist kingdom on the ground, it would beat it hard.
Not only can it temporarily stabilize the somewhat tangled mentality of some Buddhists, but it can also make some people in the rear who are ready to take action calm down.
As Arashi Takenaka said, history is written by the victors.
As long as Tantric Tanhua Temple continues to remain strong, any remarks that are not beneficial to one's own side will be diluted by this soaring morale.
But now......
"Brother! Something bad is happening!"
Jia Luo Mo looked helplessly at Master Huiming who ran towards him anxiously. This was the fifth time in the past three days that he had repeated this sentence: "It's not a good thing."
And the fact is indeed very bad and very bad.
"Junior brother, calm down first. Is there another riot in another city, or is it that a small force under our command has rebelled."
Master Huiming shook his head and said with an ugly expression: "A very strange poison suddenly spread in the temple, and some disciples were unfortunately infected, and all of them fell into a coma.
This kind of poison is very difficult to deal with. Although it can be forcibly dispersed by using martial arts, because there are so many poisoned people, the senior brothers and uncles who stay in the temple are simply too busy to do so.
And today, an assassination occurred in the temple. It was a rebellious man who joined our temple three years ago and took advantage of a master uncle to force poison on him.
Although this person was shocked to death by his uncle's body-protecting qigong, the impact of this incident was so profound that some weaker brothers and sisters were extremely careful when giving poison to those disciples.
This also made the atmosphere in the entire temple very tense."
Jia Luo Mo clenched his right fist and took several deep breaths before suppressing the anger that was about to burst out:
"How despicable!
There must be some dead warriors like this in the temple!
The so-called poisoning is just a cover, just to allow these dead soldiers to take the opportunity to cause chaos.
And because the masters in the temple have spent too much effort on extracting the poison, the remaining combat power may not be able to quell it in a short time.
If we just sit back and watch the poisoned disciples, it will cause chaos in the temple, and even if the Buddhist soldiers who are going to fight this time know about it, it will affect the battle situation on the front line!"
Master Huiming looked even more anxious:
"Senior brother, what should we do? We can't ignore things at the rear!
You are the only one who can stabilize the situation, but if you retreat, then who can stop the Buddha Emperor!"
Jia Luo Mo was silent for a moment and said: "This battle is not only related to our Tantric Night Flower Temple, but also the entire Great Skull!
Later, I will ask for help from the Big Skull Dynasty and ask him to allocate part of his combat power, or send a master to temporarily block the little Buddha Emperor!
Now it seems this is the only way.
In short, there must be no chaos in the rear!
Also, seal this news so that the Buddhist soldiers on the front line don’t know about it.”