Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 340 Orphans and Refugees

Hu Mei shook her head and said, "Compared to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the ghost beasts are more willing to attack the mainland, because the people on the mainland are not united, have been at peace for a long time, and their fighting spirit is mediocre. In addition, the population density..."

This was already full of blood, so she skipped it and continued:

“And the villages, mountain strongholds, and beast herds in the Hundred Thousand Mountains are fighting for survival every day. Regardless of their combat effectiveness and fighting spirit, the attacking ghost beast army has suffered heavy casualties, and the loss is not worth the gain.”

"Therefore, if nothing unexpected happens, most of the ghost beast army in the Hundred Thousand Mountains will be withdrawn to attack the continent, leaving some troops to guard the passage and contain the forces in the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

Taoist Xuanzhen agreed, "What Mr. Fox said is very likely the next decision made by the ghost beast leaders."

"But the ghost beast army will still attack the Hundred Thousand Mountains. At least we need to connect their passages and transform the environment into a suitable place for them to rest."

"However, the will of the mountains and rivers will not sit idly by and watch this happen, and all creatures living in the Ten Thousand Mountains have the obligation to stop the invasion of ghost beasts. A fierce battle is inevitable." Shang Liangshan said slowly.

"Does the Yin army have this obligation?" the old patriarch blurted out.

"This..." Shang Liangshan was stunned and looked at Taoist Xuanzhen, who smiled bitterly and said, "Probably not."

"No, but ghost cultivators and ghost beasts are in opposition, so they will not sit idly by and watch the ghost beasts become stronger." Fox Mei added.

"Is it possible that ghost beasts are rampant and ghost cultivators are recruiting soldiers?" The old patriarch said another possibility.

"Souls that do not enter the Nine Netherworlds will become lonely ghosts, resentful ghosts, resentful, obsessive, or detained, or devoured, and will not be able to become orthodox ghost cultivators." Taoist Xuanzhen explained.

"I have a question, please help me, Taoist priest."

"You're welcome. Just ask whatever you want to ask."

"When the soul enters the underworld, will it retain its memories? Will it have a way to be reborn?" Shang Liangshan originally wanted to talk about reincarnation.

"This..." Taoist Xuanzhen hesitated for a while before replying, "Memories fade away with the passage of time, but they can be recovered as one's cultivation level increases. As for whether there is a way to be reborn, the long river of time is the end of life, and the place where the imprint of life rests."

"The long river of time is the true home for all creatures below the king." Foxy smiled meaningfully, bewitching the old patriarch and Liu Weizi.

"Haha, it turns out that Jiuyou has a great relationship with the temple spirits. After you are crowned king of Liangshan, you can manifest your spiritual consciousness and go to Jiuyou to take a look." Taoist Xuanzhen said with a smile.

“Let’s talk about it later.” Shang Liangshan responded, pondering the imprint of life. He wondered if his travel through time was due to the power of thunder, breaking free from the long river of time and coming to this world.

Although Taoist Xuanzhen and Fox Mei did not explicitly mention the connection between the king and the imprint of life, he could imagine that if he wanted to escape from the Three Realms, he had to find back his life imprint in the long river of time.

This is the association that comes with reading too many fantasy novels.

As for whether it is true or not, you will have to break through the King Realm to know.

Time passes, and everything ends in separation and reunion. First, Hu Mei left with Xiao Li, then Taoist Xuan Zhen left, and then caravans arrived one after another.

What was different from the past was that a large number of refugees in ragged clothes came with the caravan.

These little refugees were the fires hidden by the villages when they were about to be conquered by the army of ghost beasts. Under the protection of the only remaining adults and big sisters, they followed the caravan and took refuge in the Forgotten Village.

It goes without saying that the adults hid in the secret room with the children to protect the village fire, which was the last line of defense.

As for the eldest sister, she was the blind date partner of Baizhai last time. She was hidden to help in order to better take care of the orphans.

The number of refugee orphans gathered was beyond imagination, reaching tens of thousands, and they were resettled in the new village site chosen by the legacy.

"Alas, what a sin." The old patriarch stood on the top of the rock, sighing as he looked at the orphan captain walking on the river bank with tattered clothes and a dull look in his eyes.

"Chief, this is expected. Stop sighing and think about how to place these orphans." Wangmu said.

"It's hard to place them. The oldest child is only 13 or 14 years old. We can't let them build a new village."

“Let’s build an academy to accommodate them first,” Lin Weiwei suggested.

"That's the only way." The old patriarch nodded.

"If we are going to build it, build it on a large scale. Ten thousand orphans are probably just the beginning," said Wangmu.

"Let's build it on a scale of 30,000. The villagers happen to have some free time now." The old patriarch made the decision.

"Chief, I want the students to provide psychological counseling to orphans." Lin Weiwei expressed her thoughts.

"Okay." The old patriarch nodded and said thoughtfully, "Let the girls join in. I will ask the disciples of Xuanxu to help soothe the orphans with their Taoist magic."

"It would be better if Liangshan didn't go into seclusion. His innate skills would soothe people's hearts and the effect would be better." Wangmu said.

"Don't worry. Although Liangshan is in seclusion, with Xiaocao and the others here, it won't take a few days for the orphan to find his soul and be full of fighting spirit." The old patriarch said firmly.

When Wangmu and Lin Weiwei heard this, they immediately thought of Xiaomeng.

In Xuanyuan, the disciples of Xuanxu Sect, who had recovered from their injuries and gained a lot, gathered in the courtyard, waiting for Liu Weizi to give them instructions.

"You have done very well. You are the best performing disciples since I took over the team. But you cannot be complacent. Now there are nearly 10,000 orphans and refugees in Forgotten Township. You are needed to comfort their wounded hearts. Do you have the confidence to use the Taoism you have learned to help them escape from the sea of ​​suffering?"

Liu Weizi's words are like spring rain, nourishing the hearts of every disciple.

His kind and firm gaze swept across the crowd, as if lighting a bright lamp in everyone's heart, guiding the direction forward.

Upon hearing this, all the disciples of Xuanxu Sect straightened their backs, with confidence and determination flashing in their eyes.

They knew that this was not just a mission, but also a test, an opportunity to demonstrate their cultivation and compassion.

Under the guidance of the elders, they had practiced hard and comprehended the essence of Taoism. Now is the time to put what they have learned into practice for the benefit of all living beings.

"We have confidence!" The disciples responded in unison, their voices loud and firm, full of youthful power and infinite longing for the future.

They understand that although their achievements are worth being proud of, the path of cultivation is endless, and only by continuous progress can they reach higher levels.

Liu Weizi nodded and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He knew that these disciples already possessed enough wisdom and courage to face the upcoming challenges.

So he encouraged them: "Go, use your love and wisdom to warm those injured souls and let them feel the warmth and hope of the world."

"Remember, the Way is boundless, and compassion is the foundation. May you deepen your own practice while helping others."

This chicken soup for the soul is really worth it.