Chapter 425 Brothers talk, the future of Qingzong

  "For the safety of Qingzong, Buddhism is willing to make concessions and not give those thieves an excuse to take action."

  A senior monk stood up and said.

  In any case, Buddhism cannot become a trigger, thus affecting the friendly relationship with Qingzong. As for preaching, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, so we can stop it for now.

  The three Zen masters did not object and nodded one after another, not allowing the hostile forces to take advantage of the opportunity.

  "No need." At this time, Chen Qingyuan said loudly.

  Everyone turned their attention and wanted to hear what Chen Qingyuan thought.

  "Junior brother, what are you going to do?"

  Lin Changsheng remained silent, thinking about the pros and cons of various measures. Now, he looked at Chen Qingyuan, making a decision in his mind to see if he was consistent with Chen Qingyuan.

  "Sooner or later, this war will break out. There is no way to avoid it." Chen Qingyuan muttered: "Even if Buddhism gives in this time, it won't be delayed for long. Instead of doing this, it's better to let this storm come in advance."

  "Start the war?"

  Lin Changsheng He heard the implication, his face was expressionless, and no one could know what he was thinking.

  "Fight."

  Chen Qingyuan gave an affirmative answer. This was his inner thought.

  "The Qing Sect is rebuilt, but the foundation is still shallow. How can we fight?"

  The elders are not afraid of death, but they see no hope of repelling the powerful enemy.

  "At that time, we will have a way."

  Chen Qingyuan did not elaborate, but said perfunctorily.

  Relying on external forces cannot solve all problems after all.

  Ewha Palace, Buddhism, Daoyi Academy, etc., it is impossible to really give everything and bet everything. Once Qing Zong's collapse reaches an irreversible point, these forces will definitely not be buried with him.

  One's own strength is fundamental.

  "Sect Master, what are you going to do?"

  The elders were unsure, knowing that this was the fate of the Qing Sect and was inevitable.

  "When soldiers come, they will be blocked, and when water comes

  , the soil will cover them up." Lin Changsheng meant the same as Chen Qingyuan. If you really want to fight, then fight.

  "Damn it, let's fight!"

  The elders slapped the table and stood up with fierce expressions on their faces.

  As a result, Qingzong began to deploy and the entire sect was on alert.

  The eminent monks of Buddhism also want to advise Qingzong not to be reckless. The most important thing at the moment is to delay time and ensure that the younger generation can grow up.

  Lin Changsheng didn't want to develop steadily, but those guys refused to give Qing Zong time to develop.

  Listen to Daoshan.

  Chen Qingyuan and Lin Changsheng sat face to face, with tea on the table.

  The two of them know Qingzong's current situation best.

  "Junior brother, do you think we can survive this disaster?"

  Lin Changsheng took a sip of tea, raised his eyes and asked.

  "Yes." Chen Qingyuan's eyes were firm.

  "It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others." As the leader of a sect, Lin Changsheng cannot leave the future of the Qing Sect in the hands of outsiders. He dared to make a bold statement and planned to face the turbulent waves of the empire head-on, and he had his own trump card.

  "I have an idea."

  Chen Qingyuan thought about this idea more than once.

  "Let's talk about it."

  Lin Changsheng put down his tea cup with a solemn expression.

  "Move the clan."

  At Chen Qingyuan's signal, Lin Changsheng placed dozens of restrictions around him to ensure that the conversation would not be leaked. Moreover, this is Tingdao Mountain, the inheritance place of Qingzong, and it is difficult for Shenqiao to eavesdrop.

  "What?" Lin Changsheng was startled.

  "This time it should be a test by all forces, so don't worry too much. But what about next time?" Chen Qingyuan has been thinking about the future of Qingzong, and recently came up with a bold idea. Maybe this is the only way to go: "If the Qing Sect is not destroyed, those guys can't sleep and eat well, and they can't stop."

  "That's true." Lin Changsheng also had a headache over this matter: "Even with the help of forces such as Lihua Palace and Daoyi Academy, the Qing Sect is still very weak. It's hard to withstand the pressure from Dizhou. The old man has just suppressed Mo Yuan, so the great master Shenqiao will probably not show up to save his face. In a few years, the world will forget the old man's achievements, so that's not necessarily the case."

  " The only way to survive is to move to the clan."

  Chen Qingyuan pursed his lips tightly with a solemn expression.

  "Where to move to?" Lin Changsheng laughed at himself and lamented the coldness of the world: "The world is so big that there is no place for the Qingzong." The

  Qingzong has touched too many interests and has also formed ties with various sects. Complex old grudges are difficult to sort out.

  "Old soil."

  Chen Qingyuan looked up into the distance with deep eyes.

  "What? Old land?"

  After hearing these words, Lin Changsheng's expression changed drastically and he could not keep calm.

  "It is said that the old land is covered by red mist, time and space are confused, and it is extremely dangerous. Even so, there is still life. It is better than staying in place and waiting for the thieves to invade and become fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others."

  Chen Qingyuan is not out of his mind . This idea came up out of nowhere, after careful consideration, and with a certain degree of certainty.

  Last time Chen Qingyuan went to the old land, although he forgot the process, he still had a feeling deep in his heart. Only by entering the old land can Qingzong have a future without having to worry about being invaded.

  The powerful enemies of the imperial state, as well as a group of smelly rats hiding in the dark, all regarded Qingzong as food.

  Resisting the enemy can be successful once, but it is impossible to succeed a hundred times. As long as one mistake is made, Qingzong will be doomed.

  "It is rumored that many places in the old land are covered by the laws of time, leaving traces of the ancient times. If you are unlucky, monks at the top of the Mahayana may also be at risk of falling."

  Lin Changsheng said worriedly.

  "I should be able to find a safe place in the old land."

  Chen Qingyuan did not remember most of his experiences in the old land, but he still knew the specific location of the ancient city.

  The ancient city has a long history, which is the trace of the years of Taiwei Ancient Emperor.

  In the dark, the power of the ancient emperor's years guided Chen Qingyuan and protected him.

  "Seriously?"

  Lin Changsheng was quite excited.

  "I don't guarantee that it will be safe after entering the old land, but it is better than staying here and being a living target."

  Chen Qingyuan nodded.

  "Alas!" Lin Changsheng regained his senses and sighed softly: "Let's not talk about the dangers in the old land. As a big family, we still have the foundation of the sect. How can we move to the sect?" "

  I have a way."

  Chen Qingyuan Serious.

  "What can you do?"

  Lin Changsheng has always believed in Chen Qingyuan, but the matter of moving the sect is related to the foundation of the Qing sect and cannot be taken lightly.

  If you don't want to shake the foundation of the Qing Sect, there is only one way to move this star directly to the old soil.

  The laws of stars are connected to this space.

  If you want to move the stars, you must first cut off the law and prevent the stars from being affected.

  Many Mahayana monks can break a star. But to completely separate the stars from this sea of ​​​​stars, it is not something ordinary people can do.

  Moreover, the star where Qingzong is located must be moved to the old land. Such a large project was impossible to complete in Lin Changsheng's eyes.

  "Senior brother, do you still remember this object?"

  Chen Qingyuan turned his right hand, and a small black cauldron appeared in his palm.

  "The sect-protecting thing of Yuxu Mountain, can this thing help us?"

  Lin Changsheng's eyes lit up.

  "I have been studying this cauldron these days and have roughly figured out its capabilities. As long as I have enough resources, I can leverage the territory where Qingzong is located." Sometimes

  Chen Qingyuan feels that this is too coincidental. Worried about the future of Qingzong, Yuxu Mountain was directly destroyed by the old man, and the Zhenzong Baoding was sent to him.

  This tripod is mysterious and contains supreme power. The strange thing is that Hei Ding listens to Chen Qingyuan very much.

  "Junior brother, you can't joke about this."

  Lin Changsheng's whole body tensed up and his eyes were filled with shock as he said seriously.