When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look horrified and stared at Er Gouzi in fear.
Let’s not talk about whether it is correct to say that you send a white-haired dog to a black-haired person, but Master Tang is actually the one you made big after you pooped and peed?
That’s outrageous!
Ergouzi also seemed to realize that there was something wrong with what he said, and immediately changed his words: "Master Tang! You are kind-hearted, and you are willing to use your own essence to save these people, but you didn't expect that you didn't even have the supplementary spiritual herbs and elixirs.
…”
Hearing this, everyone looked ashamed.
Yes, although I don’t know what the origin Master Tang Sanzang is talking about, but judging from the situation, others risked their lives to save us.
But what about us?
But all I know is that standing here and watching stupidly, I look like a bunch of idiots!
"Master Tang, if you need any spiritual herbs or elixirs, we will do our best to find them for you!" A monk stepped out from the crowd and said decisively.
"Yes, whatever you need, we have so many monks here, we will definitely be able to find it!"
"Yes, if everyone works together, we can definitely save Master Tang!"
Someone started, and others followed suit.
Before Er Gouzi could speak, Duan Jiude took the lead and said: "Quickly take out the precious spiritual herbs and elixirs on your body. Master Tang's secret method consumes a lot of energy. I'm afraid it can no longer support it!"
When everyone heard this, they quickly took out things from the storage ring.
Xu Que secretly gave Duan Jiude a thumbs up, then lowered his voice and said: "Er Gouzi, give half of your share to Lao Duan."
"Why the hell?" Ergouzi immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.
Xu Que rolled his eyes, thinking that if you don't accept it, I'm asking you to come here to gain some benefits.
You just howled when you first came up, and you still took advantage of me?
If you give me half of it, you will be able to show your conscience!
Soon, these complicated thoughts were squeezed out of his mind by the colorful spiritual herbs and elixirs in front of him.
The monks present were all elites of the Holy Moon Palace, and they carried a lot of spiritual herbs and elixirs with them. At this time, they all took out and almost piled up into a hill.
Just after taking a sip, Xu Que felt that he was much better.
"Ouch!" Ergouzi howled lowly and made a gesture to pounce upward.
Xu Que pushed it into the soil with his backhand, then sat up and said in a deep voice: "Thank you all, the poor monk will start to heal himself now."
After saying that, he recited a Buddha's name, and a burst of intense golden light suddenly surged around his body, piercing people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.
Taking this opportunity, Xu Que waved his hand and collected all the spiritual herbs and elixirs into the system space.
Er Gouzi just missed it and turned around to stare at Xu Que with a resentful look.
Xu Que ignored him and did not dissipate the golden light immediately. Instead, he continued to maintain it.
After holding on for about a quarter of an hour, he finally dispersed the golden light.
After all, it would take a lot of time to do a complete show and eat so many magical herbs and elixirs raw by yourself. Naturally, you can't swallow the elixirs as quickly as you just did.
Seeing Xu Que's figure revealed, everyone immediately gathered around him and started questioning him with concern.
"Master Tang, how do you feel?"
"Master Tang, are you still as weak as before?"
"Master Tang, you must not cause anything to happen..."
Xu Que opened his eyes, looked around at everyone, with a calm and peaceful smile on his face, and said leisurely: "Amitabha, the poor monk is fine..."
"Master Tang, if you still feel uncomfortable, I have some healing elixirs here." A monk said enthusiastically.
Damn it’s too early!
Xu Que immediately changed his words and said: "...Actually, the poor monk is still feeling a little unwell."
Monk: "..."
Fairy Nishang: "..."
Qiu Zili: "..."
The monk laughed dryly: "This...Master Tang, didn't you agree just now..."
"Oh, the poor monk suddenly feels a little weak. I'm afraid he can't suppress the confusion in Jiuyou's mind..." Xu Que directly put a hand on his forehead, frowning, as if he had a headache.
The monk was so frightened that his face turned pale. Damn it, he couldn't suppress it anymore. If Jiuyou's confusing heart fog was released, none of us would be able to escape.
So without saying a word, he took off his storage ring and patted it in Xu Que's hand: "Master Tang, you saved my life. What's mine is yours. We, as a family, don't speak the same language!"
Xu Que then showed a kind smile, and the Buddha's light behind his head became even more dazzling: "Amitabha, my Buddha once said that people like you will definitely have great achievements!"
As for which Buddha said it, God knows.
After searching for oil and water, Xu Que pretended to meditate for a while and then stood up.
"Thank you for taking care of me. The poor monk is fine now." He said with a faint smile on his face, "The mental fog of Jiuyou's confusion has been completely suppressed, and there should be no more danger in the future."
When everyone heard this, they all looked grateful.
"Thank you Master Tang Sanzang for your life-saving grace!"
Xu Que put his hands behind his back and put on an indifferent expression. There was a faint light of Buddha emerging from behind him: "You don't need to be so polite. This is what a poor monk should do."
Seeing this scene, everyone was even more excited.
This is the real Buddhist master. They are lucky enough to meet such a compassionate master in their lives!
Immediately, under Qiu Zili's explanation, everyone learned about the current situation.
Everyone is a disciple of the Immortal Emperor, and they all know some of the secrets more or less. When they learned that this place is the place where the remnants of ancient prehistoric times were, they all expressed great surprise.
"Now that I think about it, it's no wonder that in every previous Tianmen competition, there were always disciples who were missing." Fairy Nishang looked forward and said sadly.
Not far away, a corpse wearing the clothes of the Holy Moon Palace was being tightly tied to the vines.
The person who entered this place was not the one they entered this time. It must have been a monk who participated in the Tianmen Competition many years ago and accidentally entered this place and was killed.
"Amitabha, fairy, don't worry, we will find a way out soon." Xu Que clasped his hands together and said with a smile.
Then, under the leadership of Xu Que, everyone started to look for a way out along the direction of the vine growth.
After walking for who knows how long, a stone wall suddenly appeared in front of me, with countless complicated patterns carved on it.
Xu Que stepped forward to take a look, and was suddenly shocked.
Damn it!
They are all divine texts!
The sacred stone trembled with excitement: "There is the aura of the gods here! Humble ant, you are dead this time!"
Xu Que ignored him at all, but said enthusiastically: "Everyone, after the poor monk deciphers the words on this stone wall, he should be able to go out."
At this moment, a sarcastic voice sounded: "Even we don't know this article, how can you, a casual cultivator, understand it?"
Xu Que looked at the speaker and suddenly became happy: "Donwuqi? Why aren't you dead yet?"