Chapter 1704

Everyone heard this and couldn't help but look horrified, staring at Er Gouzi in fear.

Not to mention whether your saying "white-haired dog sending off the black-haired person" is correct, but Master Tang was actually raised by you with shit and urine?

Too outrageous!

Er Gouzi seemed to realize that what it said was a bit problematic, and immediately changed its words: "Master Tang! You are kind-hearted, and for the sake of these people, you didn't hesitate to consume your own origin to save them, but I didn't expect that you didn't even have any spirit herbs or pills to replenish..."

Hearing this, everyone showed shame.

Yes, although they didn't know what the origin Master Tang Sanzang mentioned was, looking at the situation, others had risked their lives to save them.

But what about them?

They only knew how to stand here and watch foolishly, just like a group of idiots!

"Master Tang, what spirit herbs or pills do you need? We will find them for you even if we exhaust everything!" A cultivator came out from the crowd and said decisively.

"Yes, what do you need? There are so many of us cultivators here, we will definitely be able to find them!"

"That's right, everyone works together, we will definitely be able to save Master Tang!"

Someone started, and others followed suit.

Before Er Gouzi could speak, Duan Jiude took a step forward: "Hurry up and take out the precious spirit herbs and pills on you; Master Tang's secret method consumes a lot of origin, I'm afraid he can't hold on anymore!"

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly took things out of their storage rings.

Xu Que secretly gave Duan Jiude a thumbs up, then lowered his voice and said: "Er Gouzi, split half a percent for Old Duan."

"Holy crap, why?" Er Gouzi immediately expressed dissatisfaction.

Xu Que rolled his eyes, thinking you don't need to be dissatisfied; I let you come to be a straight man and ask for benefits.

You came up with a howl and took advantage of me?

Splitting half a percent for you is considered this Sage of Acting Cool having a conscience!

Soon, these complicated thoughts were squeezed out of his mind by the colorful spirit herbs and pills in front of him.

The cultivators present were all elites of the Saint Moon Palace, and they carried quite a few spirit herbs and pills; at this time, they almost piled up into a small mountain.

Just by smelling it, Xu Que felt that his spirit was much better.

"Awoo!" Er Gouzi let out a low howl, preparing to pounce.

Xu Que pressed it into the dirt with his backhand, then sat up and said in a deep voice: "Thank you all, this poor monk will start healing himself now."

After saying that, he recited a Buddhist name, and a burst of intense golden light surged from around his body, stinging people's eyes.

Taking this opportunity, Xu Que waved his hand and collected all the spirit herbs and pills into the system space.

Er Gouzi happened to pounce into the air, turned its head, and stared at Xu Que with resentment.

Xu Que didn't pay attention to it and didn't disperse the golden light for the first time, but continued to maintain it.

He maintained it for about a quarter of an hour before dispersing the golden light.

After all, acting requires a full set; eating so many spirit herbs and pills, it would take quite a while to eat them raw, so naturally, he couldn't be as fast as swallowing pills just now.

Seeing Xu Que's figure revealed, everyone surrounded him in unison, asking with concern.

"Master Tang, how do you feel?"

"Master Tang, are you still as weak as before?"

"Master Tang, you must not have anything happen to you..."

Xu Que opened his eyes, looked around at the crowd, a calm and peaceful smile appeared on his face, and he said leisurely: "Amitabha, this poor monk is fine now..."

"Master Tang, if there is anything uncomfortable, I have pills here that can heal wounds." A cultivator said enthusiastically.

Holy crap, said it too early!

Xu Que immediately changed his words: "... Actually, this poor monk is indeed still a bit uncomfortable."

Cultivator: "..."

Fairy Nichang: "..."

Qiu Zili: "..."

That cultivator gave two dry laughs: "This... Master Tang, didn't you just say you were fine..."

"Oh, this poor monk suddenly felt a bit weak and exhausted; I'm afraid I can't suppress the Nine Nether Bewitching Heart Fog..." Xu Que directly held his forehead with one hand, frowned, and acted as if he had a headache.

The cultivator was scared pale; holy crap, this is about to be unable to suppress it; if the Nine Nether Bewitching Heart Fog is released, wouldn't none of us be able to run away.

So he didn't say a word, took off his storage ring, and slapped it into Xu Que's hand: "Master Tang, you saved my life; mine is yours; we are family, don't talk about two families!"

Xu Que then showed a kind smile, and the Buddhist light behind his head became more dazzling: "Amitabha, the Buddha once said that people like you will definitely achieve great things!"

As for which Buddha said it, heaven knows.

After scraping a circle of oil and water, Xu Que acted as if he was meditating for a while, then stood up.

"Thank you all for your care; this poor monk is fine now." He wore a faint smile on his face, "This Nine Nether Bewitching Heart Fog has been completely suppressed, and there should be no danger next."

Everyone heard this and showed gratitude in unison.

"Thank you, Master Tang Sanzang, for your life-saving grace!"

Xu Que put his hands behind his back, put on a calm expression, and Buddhist light emerged faintly behind him: "You don't need to be so polite; this is what this poor monk should do."

Seeing this scene, everyone was even more excited.

This is the true Buddhist master; being lucky enough to meet such a compassionate master in one's life is simply their great fortune!

Subsequently, under Qiu Zili's explanation, everyone learned about their current situation.

Everyone was a disciple of an Immortal Emperor, and they all knew some secrets to varying degrees. Upon learning that this place was the land of the ancient prehistoric remnant race, they all expressed great surprise.

"Now that I think about it, no wonder every Heavenly Gate competition in the past, there were always disciples who went missing." Fairy Nichang looked forward and said sadly.

Not far away, a corpse wearing the clothing of the Saint Moon Palace was tightly bound to the vines.

It wasn't someone who entered this place this time, but a cultivator who had participated in the Heavenly Gate competition many years ago and unfortunately met with disaster after entering this place by mistake.

"Amitabha, Fairy doesn't need to be sad; we will soon be able to find a way out." Xu Que put his hands together and said with a smile.

Afterwards, under Xu Que's leadership, everyone followed the direction of the vines and began to look for a way out.

After walking for who knows how long, a stone wall suddenly appeared in front of them, with countless complex patterns carved on it.

Xu Que went up to take a look and suddenly shook all over.

Holy crap!

They were all divine texts!

The Divine Stone vibrated excitedly: "This place has the aura of gods! Humble ant, you are dead this time!"

Xu Que didn't pay attention to it at all, but instead said excitedly: "Everyone, wait for this poor monk to decipher the characters on this stone wall, and we should be able to get out."

Just at this moment, a mocking voice sounded: "Even we don't recognize these characters; can a scattered cultivator like you understand them?"

Xu Que looked at the person who spoke and was amused: "Dong Wuqi? Why aren't you dead yet?"