The most important thing is to deal with these bank runs?
If Cheng Qian were here, he would definitely shake his head.
These people are important, but not that important. What is more important now is how to prevent the news from spreading to the monastic corps on the front line.
Even if it has been passed on, how to eliminate the impact.
People are fighting for the temple, fighting to the death. No matter whether they do it voluntarily or forced to do so, it is all for the temple after all.
As a result, the cultivation resources that I exchanged my lives for are gone, and they are gone right under your noses!
What do you want them to think?
Unfortunately, Venerable Li Hai is used to being superior and thinks too much about himself.
"Take some spirit crystal resources from the Holy Hall Treasury and distribute them to these people to temporarily stabilize the momentum on the Fairy Island."
The Fairy Island cannot be in chaos. At this critical juncture when the powerful ones return, the Fairy Island where the headquarters of the Holy Temple is located must remain stable!
Otherwise she won't have a chance to make amends!
When Guangmo left, he had already calculated that a bank run was almost inevitable.
Are these rumors spreading so quickly just because people are concerned about their own assets?
No, he had already laid the groundwork, disguised himself as another faction, found a lot of people, and told them to spread this news after a few days.
After the news spread accidentally, they thought it was launched in advance, and those who received the spirit crystals also began to spread it, which contributed to the spread of this rumor.
Most of these people were pirates in their former lives. Guangmo knew this group too well. Even though they were in the Sea Tribe's Holy Temple now, they couldn't change their desire to create chaos in their bones, not to mention that there were spiritual crystals to be taken.
After Venerable Li Hai responded, the panic on the fairy island soon began to dissipate.
If it weren't for the fact that her masters were about to return, she really wanted to just beat those troublemakers to death. Once the person was dead, the debt would be settled. It was quick and easy!
Just when she thought the matter was basically settled, news of bank deficits, bank runs, and emptying of bank treasuries reached the ears of the monks on the front lines.
Each of them is a monk who has emerged from the fighting.
The whole body is filled with fierce murderous aura.
I found the agent of the fairy island and asked for my stored belongings and the resources and salary that should be distributed, and most importantly, the elixir that controls them!
But those agents simply couldn't come up with a single cent, let alone elixirs. No one replied to their letters to the headquarters. Their messages were drowned out by inquiries from local Fairy Island banks and jade slips requesting resource crystals. What's more, the headquarters was busy dealing with a run on the bank by Fairy Island monks.
Originally, this incident would at most destabilize the morale of the army, and there would be greater casualties in the sudden and more powerful offensive of the righteous monks.
But the arrival of a piece of news became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The lobby of a bank on the front line.
"What? We can't take it now? The monks on the fairy island at the headquarters can take it, why can't we?"
"Yes, we are working hard outside and can't even get what we deserve, while those people are living a life of luxury and just surrounded the bank and took back what they deserved."
"Don't tell me we gave them our belongings!"
This matter is difficult for the agents of these money houses to explain.
If you say no, then give it to them.
Even if he said yes, he had no evidence, and even if he did, he wouldn't dare to say it.
Just when he was about to rely on his skills and status to suppress these people, someone in the crowd shouted.
"Fuck you, you used the evil pill to control us, pushed us to the front line, and now you've swallowed up all our belongings, and you won't give us any pills to eat. We're going to die anyway! Let's all perish together!"
The pressure of war, days of high-intensity fighting, the deaths of fellow Taoists around him due to unstable military morale, the control of the elixirs by the Holy Hall, the dissatisfaction in his heart, and the inability to withdraw all his wealth, all broke out at this moment.
"Let the masters of the temple do the beating. Damn it, I won't serve you anymore. I'll just die!"
"This is too much! I won't do this anymore!"
Of all emotions, anger, especially anger in a public setting, when directed at a certain party or a certain person, can always motivate more people, snowball, and then cause an avalanche, tearing apart everything in its path.
The monks were completely irrational at this time and were only trying to vent the suppressed anger in their hearts.
But what these monks on the front lines have accumulated is not just anger.
The aftereffects of using elixirs and coercive measures came suddenly.
It was originally an outburst of emotions, but once the monks began to fight and blood began to be shed, the situation completely got out of control.
Several lines of defense in the inner sea of the temple were breached.
"Have you figured out what happened?"
"There's a big problem inside the temple! It seems like the temple's top brass embezzled the military pay!"
"Okay, okay, give the order, all the monks, go out in full force, and open a smooth passage to the island as soon as possible!"
"The venerables have already set out and will catch up soon!"
The inland is also difficult now. Can the venerables just run directly to the ring island? What if the situation on the ring island collapses after the secret realm is broken?
These venerable ones who came to support them may not be able to return.
It is still necessary for the righteous monks to fight out a passage, build some teleportation formations, protective formations and the like, to give these venerables a place to rest in the vast inland sea.
But now the venerables are still constrained by the wanton attacks from the demon world, which is really a dilemma.
Fortunately, they have made some progress.
What they don't know is that this isn't just some progress, it's huge progress.
The entire temple's defense line was completely defeated in just a few days.
It's worse than collapsing at the slightest touch.
None of the monks from top to bottom expressed any intention of resisting.
No matter they were the independent cultivators who were controlled here, or the cultivators who were forced here by the inner sea forces, or the cultivators who were originally from the Holy Temple.
There was no resistance at all.
The cannon fodders have all run away, what should they do? They can't just go ahead knowing they will die, right?
The Templars are loyal to the Templar, but not that loyal.
The scales are still tilted slightly towards one's own life.
Anyway, this matter cannot be blamed on these Templar monks on the front line. This defeat was not their fault. It was all due to the money houses, which caused the army's morale to waver and destroyed the foundation of the front line.
They ran as fast as they could, fearing that they would be caught by the righteous monks.
After hearing the news from the front line, Venerable Li Hai almost fainted, and his hatred for Zou Miaoling and Guang Mo increased even more.
It's just too late to hate now.
The latest news came that the master had summoned her, and she had to go around the island with several fellow brothers and sisters to welcome him.
He took out all the gifts he had received before, and even paid a portion of it out of his own pocket. After throwing them to the monk who was going to handle the follow-up matters of the bank, he hurriedly left the fairy island.
She couldn't cover up or manage the mess of this bank, so she just let it be and deal with it later.
Now all eyes are on the depths of the inland sea.
The vast ocean will break, and the storm will come!
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