Hearing that, everyone was horrified and stared at Buttface in horror.
Let's not talk about whether or not it's right for you to send off your own son, but Master Tang was actually raised by you from a young age?
That's outrageous!
Buttface seemed to realize that what he had said was a little wrong, so he immediately corrected himself, "Master Tang! You are so kind that you didn't hesitate to consume your own Source to save these people, but you didn't even have any Spiritual Herbs or Elixirs … "
Hearing this, everyone's faces were filled with shame.
Yes, although I don't know what the Source that Master Tang Xuanzang was talking about is, it seems that he risked his life to save us.
But what about us?
Yet, they only knew how to stand here and stare foolishly like a bunch of idiots!
"Master Tang, what Spiritual Herbs and Elixirs do you need? We will do our best to find them for you!" A cultivator stepped out from the crowd and said resolutely.
"Yes, what do you need? We have so many cultivators here. I'm sure we can find them!"
"Yes, if we work together, we will definitely save Master Tang!"
Since someone had spoken, the others also echoed.
Before Buttface could speak, Duan Jiude said, "Take out the precious Spiritual Herbs and Elixirs you have. Master Tang's secret skill has consumed a lot of Source. I'm afraid he can't hold on any longer!"
Hearing that, everyone quickly took out things from their storage rings.
Xu Que secretly gave Duan Jiude a thumbs-up, and then said in a low voice, "Buttface, give half of your share to Old Duan."
"What the hell? Why?" Buttface immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.
Xu Que rolled his eyes and thought to himself, Why are you dissatisfied? I asked you to come here to help me get some benefits.
You just came here and howled, and you want to take advantage of me?
I'm kind enough to give you half of my share!
Soon, these complicated thoughts were squeezed out of his mind by the colorful Spiritual Herbs and Elixirs in front of him.
The cultivators present were all elites of the Temple of the Sacred Moon, and they had a lot of Spirit Grasses and Spirit Medicines with them. At this time, all of them were taken out and almost piled up into a small hill.
Just by smelling it, Xu Que felt that he was in much better spirits.
"Roar!" Buttface let out a low howl and prepared to pounce forward.
Xu Que pressed it into the ground with a backhand, then sat up and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, everyone. This poor monk will start healing myself now."
After he finished speaking, he chanted a Buddhist chant, and a burst of intense golden light gushed out from his body, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.
Seizing the opportunity, Xu Que waved his hand and stored all the spiritual herbs and elixirs into the System Space.
Buttface just missed his target. He turned around and stared at Xu Que bitterly.
Xu Que ignored him and didn't disperse the golden light immediately. Instead, he continued to maintain it.
After maintaining it for about a quarter of an hour or so, he dispersed the golden light.
After all, with so many Spiritual Herbs and elixirs, it would take him a lot of time to eat them raw. Naturally, he couldn't swallow them as quickly as he did just now.
Seeing Xu Que's figure appear, everyone immediately surrounded him and asked with concern.
"Master Tang, how do you feel?"
"Master Tang, are you still as weak as before?"
"Master Tang, you must be fine …"
Xu Que opened his eyes and looked around at the crowd. With a calm and peaceful smile on his face, he said leisurely, "Amitabha, this poor monk is fine …"
"Master Tang, if you still feel uncomfortable, I have elixirs here that can heal you," a cultivator said enthusiastically.
F * ck, I said it too early!
Xu Que immediately corrected himself and said, "… Actually, this poor monk is still a little uncomfortable."
The cultivator, "…"
Nishang Fairy, "…"
Qiu Zili, "…"
The cultivator laughed dryly and said, "This … Master Tang, didn't you just say …"
"Oh, this poor monk suddenly feels a little weak. I'm afraid I can't suppress the Ninth Nether Fog …" Xu Que directly put one hand on his forehead and frowned, pretending to have a headache.
The cultivator was so scared that his face turned pale. F * ck, I can't suppress it any longer. If the Ninth Nether Fog is released, none of us will be able to escape.
So without saying a word, he took off his storage ring and put it in Xu Que's hand. "Master Tang, you saved my life, so what's mine is yours. We're a family, don't be so polite!"
Xu Que showed a kind smile, and the Buddha's light behind his head became even more dazzling. "Amitabha, my Buddha once said that a person like you will definitely achieve great things!"
As for which Buddha said it, only God knew.
After plundering a circle, Xu Que pretended to meditate for a while and then got up.
"Thank you for taking care of me. I'm fine now." He had a faint smile on his face. "The Ninth Nether Fog has been completely suppressed, so there should be no more danger."
When everyone heard this, they all showed grateful expressions.
"Thank you, Master Tang, for saving my life!"
Xu Que put his hands behind his back and put on an indifferent expression. Behind him, there was a faint Buddha's light emerging. "You don't have to be so polite. This is what I should do."
Seeing this scene, everyone was even more excited.
This was a true Buddhist Master. To be able to meet such a compassionate Master in one's life was simply the fortune of three lifetimes!
Then, under Qiu Zili's explanation, everyone learned about the current situation.
They were all disciples of the Celestial Emperor, so they more or less knew some secrets. When they learned that this place was the land of the ancient Untainted Land, they were all very surprised.
"Now that I think about it, it's no wonder that every time before the Heavenly Gate competition, there were always disciples missing," Nishang Fairy said sadly as she looked ahead.
Not far away, a corpse dressed in the clothes of the Temple of the Holy Moon was tightly bound to the vines.
It wasn't someone who had entered this place this time. It must have been a cultivator who had participated in the Heavenly Gate competition many years ago and accidentally entered this place.
"Amitabha, Fairy, don't be sad. We will soon find a way out." Xu Que put his palms together and said with a smile.
Then, under the leadership of Xu Que, everyone followed the direction of the vines and began to find a way out.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a stone wall suddenly appeared in front of them. The stone wall was carved with countless complex patterns.
Xu Que went forward to take a look, and suddenly his whole body shook.
F * ck!
It was all Divine Text!
God's Stone trembled with excitement. "There is the breath of the gods here! Lowly ant, you're dead for sure this time! "
Xu Que didn't pay attention to him at all. Instead, he said excitedly, "Everyone, when I solve the text on this stone wall, we should be able to get out."
At this moment, a sarcastic voice sounded, "Even we don't know this text. How can a Rogue Cultivator like you understand it?"
Xu Que looked at the person who spoke and suddenly laughed. "Dongwu Qi? Why are you not dead yet? "
…
(End of this chapter)
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