"Fellow Taoist Tang!"
"Master Tang Sanzang!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the speaker and suddenly exclaimed.
Xu Que was seen walking out from the back of the team, with his hands clasped together, and a faint Buddha light exuding around him.
Those ghosts that were unafraid in the face of the mask were suddenly moved away as if frightened by something, and lingered without daring to come forward.
Xu Que walked to the front of the crowd with a smile and whispered: "Amitabha."
The turbulent Buddha's light surged out like a tide, flowing slowly in this narrow space, just enough to cover everyone.
Every monk who was in the Buddha's light felt a warmth flowing through his body, completely expelling the chill caused by the evil ghost's approach.
"Look! The ghost retreats!"
Someone pointed forward and exclaimed.
I saw a ghost blocking the way of Xu Que's Buddha's light, which was about to break through the light barrier.
But when he saw the Buddha's light, his face showed fear and he retreated back into the darkness.
Really useful!
"Great! I didn't expect Master Tang's Buddhist practice to be so powerful!"
"Thanks to Master Tang, otherwise we might not be able to get out this time."
"Thank you, Master Tang. From now on, Master Tang will be my good brother, and his affairs are my affairs!"
Everyone burst into tears of gratitude and expressed their gratitude in their own way.
Xu Que shook his head and said, neither sad nor happy: "This is what the poor monk should do. You can save the poor monk from the vicious dog. The poor monk is already very grateful to you."
Having said this, he paused and continued: "But what the poor monk is using now is a Buddhist secret method. It consumes a lot of money. I'm afraid he won't be able to last long..."
Everyone's heart skipped a beat.
The ghosts around here haven’t dispersed yet!
"This is not possible, fellow Taoist Tang." The middle-aged man held up the map and said solemnly, "According to the display on the map, it will take at least a quarter of an hour to get out of this formation!"
They were not even halfway there since they first entered. If Xu Que couldn't hold on for long, I'm afraid everyone would have to be buried here!
Xu Que took a deep breath and showed a solemn look on his face: "It doesn't matter, even if the poor monk risks his life, he will take you out! But if you can help the poor monk, I think we should have a chance to go out go out."
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately seemed to be grasping at straws and quickly asked Xu Que what help he needed.
Xu Que pondered for a moment and explained: "This method of the poor monk consumes the blood, cultivation, and even the life of the poor monk. As long as these three are not completely consumed, the poor monk can persist..."
Even if these people are idiots, they can understand it.
The middle-aged man was the first to bear the brunt. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Fellow Taoist Tang. I don't dare to say anything else. I have plenty of replenishing pills for Qing Suyi!"
"Are you Qing Suyi?" Murong Yunhai asked in surprise, "The alchemy god of this generation of Qingzhu Sect?"
"Fellow Daoist Murong has received the award. It's just a false reputation. Compared with Daoist Tang, it's not worth mentioning." Qing Suyi raised his hand and wiped it in the air, and a lot of pills appeared in his hand.
"Fellow Daoist Tang, these elixirs are all excellent products refined by me. They can replenish the consumption in your body as quickly as possible."
Qing Suyi handed these elixirs to Xu Que and said calmly: "As long as you need it, fellow Taoist, I, Qing Suyi, can refine the elixirs for you at any time!"
With Qing Suyi taking the lead, others also took action, handing over their own heavenly materials, earthly treasures, elixirs, magic weapons and other things to Xu Que as his backup resource bank.
Xu Que felt like shit as he watched these people take out storage rings from various places on their bodies that he had never expected.
Oh my god, these guys are the real bastards!
Learned learned learned.
The next time you rob, you must not let them take the initiative to hand it over, you have to search it yourself.
After collecting four or five storage rings, Xu Que let out a low shout, and a stream of Buddha's light merged into the storage rings.
After a moment, the Buddha's light surged out again, but became countless times stronger, as if it was nourished by something.
"Everyone, with your help, my Buddha's light has become stronger. This poor monk will take you out of here!"
As he spoke, Xu Que opened his palms, and the rich Buddha's light instantly spread out like running water, supporting the entire light curtain.
"marvelous!"
"Master Tang is indeed amazing!"
"We are saved!"
Everyone suddenly became excited and followed Xu Que forward.
Everyone's face was filled with cheerful smiles, except for the young monk Fahui, who was at a loss for a while.
Fellow Taoist Xu Que just put the Buddha's light into the storage ring, took it out again, and released more Buddha's light.
Didn't these people see it at all
As if he noticed something unusual about Fa Hui, Xu Que tilted his head slightly and stretched out his hand to rub his neck hard.
If you dare say that, I will commit suicide!
Fahui made a decision immediately: "Brother, junior brother is here to help you!"
After walking for a while, Xu Que's voice came from the front: "Everyone, the poor monk is a little exhausted..."
Murong Yunhai did not hesitate and threw out several storage rings: "Fellow Taoist, catch it!"
Then, the Buddha's light became strong again.
However, less than a quarter of an hour later, the Buddha's light began to weaken.
"The poor monk is exhausted..."
"Fellow Taoist, help me!"
"Poor monk..."
"Fellow!"
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Everyone found it a bit unbelievable. Does this magic method consume so much
The resources of no less than twenty storage rings have been consumed!
Fa Hui looked at Xu Que, who was full of energy and showed no sign of exhaustion, and recited a Buddhist name in a low voice, feeling deeply guilty.
Lord Buddha... forgive me, disciples. Disciples are all for the development of Buddhism.
Xu Que was observing his surroundings all the way. Others were afraid of ghosts, but he was not afraid.
I am a disciple of Buddhism. I am a man of great righteousness and immune to all poisons. What kind of demons and monsters dare to get close to me
What's more, Benbi's holy body is equipped with the most precious Buddhist treasures, ancient Buddha relics in his left hand, ancient Buddhist scriptures in his right hand, and thousands of Buddhist dharma.
Even if everyone here is dead, he can't die!
So when he stood up, he casually performed a Buddhist method, and the old god walked forward.
No matter how nervous the others were, Xu Que didn't panic at all.
But for some reason, the further Xu Que walked in, the more he felt a terrifying feeling ahead.
His intuition told him that it was definitely not that simple to enter the ancient secret realm from Ghost Valley.
"Wait a minute... Ergouzi didn't give me a fake map, right?" Xu Que was suddenly startled and thought of this possibility.
The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was possible, and he quickly contacted Ergouzi.
"Hey, Ergouzi, did you give me a fake picture?"
"How is that possible!" came Ergouzi's decisive voice.
Before Xu Que could relax and prepare to cut off contact, he heard Duan Jiude's voice faintly coming from the other end.
"Damn it! Did that kid find out?"
"I just told you to do a better job and don't cut corners..."
Damn it!
Xu Que almost yelled, "How dare you give me a fake one?"
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