Listening to the long-lost voice that belonged to the nature of the night, dozens of monks couldn't help but shed tears. In the past three years, they have been trapped in this temple and can't go out, in addition to the sound of their chanting, the most heard is the voice of the demon vine, they have been waiting, waiting for the day when the demon vine is destroyed and they are rescued, I didn't expect that after three years of waiting, this day finally came.

"Amitabha, we have finally looked forward to this day." The old monk muttered, looking at the little monk standing on the temple wall in green clothes, he bowed his head reverently, and saluted him with his hands folded.

"Holy Buddha, thank you Holy Buddha for saving us from the sea of suffering." The other monks, clasping their hands together, slowly bowed to the person above.

Tang Ning had just put away the Holy Heavenly Bowl, removed the scripture characters, and put away the Buddha's light and holy power in his body, when he saw that he had already knelt down in the temple, he couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly jumped down.

"Amitabha, please get up, I'm not a holy Buddha."

After she returned the salute first, she helped them up, and saw that these monks were so thin that they were not decent, and they were injured one after another, and the older ones of them did not seem to be in good condition, and her heart couldn't help but sink.

"You have the power of Buddha light and holy power, you must be a holy Buddha, thank you Holy Buddha for saving us." An old monk said, and performed a Buddhist salute towards Tang Ning, with a pious and respectful expression, and did not have a trace of slackness and disrespect because of Tang Ning's young age.

Seeing this, Tang Ning was helpless and smiled bitterly: "Master, I am indeed not a holy Buddha, I am just a tutor of Tianlong Academy, and the students all respect me as Master Tang, and I came here because of an accident." ”

She didn't expect to encounter such a thing when she fell, if it weren't for Qingzhu falling from mid-air, maybe she wouldn't have been trapped in that forest for three days, let alone come here to meet the vine demon, and she wouldn't know that there were still people trapped in this temple.

Therefore, they will come here to save them, and it can only be said that there is a certain number in the dark!

"Amitabha, even if Master Tang is not a holy Buddha, it was sent by the Buddha to save us." The old monk said, still believing in his heart that the person in front of him was sent by the Buddha to save them, otherwise, how could a monk suddenly appear in a place where no one has been here in the past three years? Or is it a monk with the power of the Buddha's light?

Tang Ning smiled, and didn't bother with them anymore, but said, "I see that you all have injuries on your bodies, so let's go and rest first, and I'll treat your wounds!" ”

"Thank you, Master Tang."

"Thank you, Holy Buddha."

The old monk called Tang Ning as the Tang Master, but the other monks still believed that he was the Holy Buddha, even if he was the mentor of the Tianlong Academy, he must be the Holy Buddha.

Tang Ning helped them to rest inside, and lit a fire to illuminate the dim temple, so as to help them deal with the wounds on their bodies first, one of the old monks was seriously injured, and he kept holding her hand until he was dying.

Fortunately, she had a lot of medicine in her space, and after bandaging them, she took out some dry food to distribute to them, and watched the two little monks who were about ten years old holding dry food and stuffing it violently, coughing too dry and squirting out some dry food on the ground, they also picked it up and ate it, looking hungry.

Seeing this, she couldn't help asking: "You have been trapped here for three years, what do you usually eat?" ”