Chapter 1768 You Really Dare to Give a Fake Map

"Friend Daoist Tang!"

"Master Tang Sanzang!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the speaker and suddenly exclaimed.

I saw Xu Que coming out from the back of the line, clasped his hands together, and there was a faint Buddha light around his body.

Those ghosts who were unafraid in the face of the mask, at this moment, seemed to be frightened by something, and suddenly moved away, and Panhuan dared not go forward.

Xu Que smiled and walked to the front of the crowd, whispering: "Amitabha."

The turbulent Buddha's light gushed out like a tide, flowing slowly in this narrow space, just covering everyone.

Every monk in the Buddha's light felt a warmth flowing in his body, completely expelling the chill caused by the evil ghost's approach just now.

"Look quickly! The ghost has retreated!"

Someone pointed forward and exclaimed.

On the road where Xu Que's Buddha's light spread, there was a ghost blocking the way, which was about to break through the mask.

But when he saw the Buddha's light at this time, he showed fear and 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 will be my affairs!"

Everyone was grateful and expressed their gratitude in their own ways.

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 evil dogs. The poor monk is already very grateful to you."

Speaking of this, he paused, and continued to speak: "However, what the poor monk is using at this time is the secret method of Buddhism, which consumes a lot of energy, and I'm afraid it won't last long..."

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

The ghosts around here have not dispersed!

"This is impossible, Fellow Daoist Tang." The middle-aged man held up the map and said in a deep voice, "According to the map, it will take at least a quarter of an hour to get out of this formation!"

They came in from the beginning and weren't halfway there,

If Xu Que can't last long, I'm afraid everyone will be buried here!

Xu Que took a deep breath, with a solemn look on his face: "It's okay, even if the poor monk risked his life, he would take everyone out! But if you can help the poor monk, I think we should have a chance to go. go out."

Hearing this, everyone immediately asked Xu Que what help he needed, as if they had grasped at straws.

Xu Que pondered for a moment, and explained: "This method of the poor monk consumes energy, blood, cultivation, and even the life of the poor monk. As long as these three are not completely consumed, the poor monk can continue..."

When it comes to this point, even if these people are idiots, they can understand it.

The middle-aged man was the first to bear the brunt, he slapped his chest and said, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Tang, I dare not say anything else, I have plenty of supplementary pills in Qing Suyi!"

"Are you Qing Suyi?" Murong Yunhai asked in surprise, "This year's Alchemy God of Qingzhu Sect?"

"Fellow Daoist Murong has won the prize. It's just a false name. Compared with Fellow 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 the best products I have refined, and they can replenish the consumption in your body as quickly as possible."

Qing Suyi handed these pills to Xu Que, and said calmly: "As long as you need it, fellow Taoist, I, Qing Suyi, can refine pills for you at any time!"

With Qing Suyi taking the lead, others also acted one after another, and handed over the natural materials and earthly treasures, elixir and magic weapons to Xu Que as his backup resource bank.

Xu Que watched these people take out the storage rings from all over the body from various places that he hadn't thought of at all, and felt a little bit of shit in his heart.

Damn, these guys are the real old men!

Learned learned.

The next time they rob, they must not be allowed to take the initiative to hand it in. You have to search it yourself.

After collecting four or five storage rings, Xu Que let out a low drink, and a stream of Buddha's light flowed into the storage rings.

After a while, the Buddha's light gushed out again, but it became countless times stronger, as if nourished by something.

"Everyone, with everyone's help, my Buddha's light is already strong, and this poor monk will take you out of this place!"

As he said that, Xu Que clapped his palms together, and the dense Buddha light instantly dissipated like flowing water, propping up the entire light curtain.

"marvelous!"

"Master Tang is really amazing!"

"We are saved!"

Everyone became excited immediately, and walked forward behind Xu Que.

Everyone had cheerful smiles on their faces, only the little monk Fahui was at a loss.

Fellow Daoist Xu Que just put the Buddha's light into the storage ring, took it out again, and released more Buddha's light.

Don't these people see it at all?

Seemingly aware of Fa Hui's abnormality, Xu Que tilted his head slightly, and stretched out his hand to wipe his neck vigorously.

If you dare to say it, I will commit suicide!

Fa Hui made a decisive decision: "Senior 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 exhausted..."

Without hesitation, Murong Yunhai threw out several storage rings: "Fellow Daoist catch it!"

Afterwards, the Buddha's light became stronger again.

However, less than a quarter of an hour later, the Buddha's light began to weaken.

"The poor monk is exhausted..."

"Fellow daoists use it!"

"Poor monk..."

"Fellow!"

"..."

Everyone felt a little unbelievable, did this technique consume so much?

The resources of no less than twenty storage rings were consumed back and forth!

Fa Hui looked at Xu Que, who was in high spirits and showed no signs of exhaustion, and recited a Buddha's name in a low voice, feeling deeply guilty.

Buddha...forgive the disciples, the disciples are all for the development of Buddhism.

Xu Que was observing his surroundings all the way, he was not afraid of ghosts when others were afraid of them.

Lao Tzu is a disciple of Buddhism, he is full of righteousness and invulnerable to all poisons, so what kind of monsters dare to get close?

What's more, the body of this holy man is equipped with the most precious treasure of Buddhism, the ancient Buddhist relics in his left hand, and the ancient Buddhist scriptures in his right hand, and there are thousands of Buddhist teachings added to his body.

Even if everyone here is dead, it is impossible for him to die!

So when he stepped forward, he casually performed a piece of Buddhism, and the old god walked forward on the ground.

No matter how nervous other people were, Xu Que didn't panic at all.

But for some reason, the more Xu Que walked in, the more terrifying he felt ahead.

Intuition told him that it was definitely not that simple to enter the ancient secret realm from Ghost Valley.

"Wait... Er Gouzi didn't give me a fake map, did he?" Xu Que was startled suddenly, thinking of this possibility.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, so he quickly contacted Er Gouzi.

"Hey, Er Gouzi, did you give me a fake picture?"

"How is it possible!" Er Gouzi's decisive voice came.

Before Xu Que could relax and was about to cut off the connection, he heard Duan Jiude's voice faintly coming from the other end.

"Fuck! Did that kid find out?"

"This deity told you to do better, don't cut corners..."

Fuck!

Xu Que almost cursed, how dare you give me a fake?

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