Chapter 420

Listening to the long lost voice of the night nature, dozens of monks couldn't help but shed tears. In the past three years, they were trapped in the temple and couldn't go out. In addition to their chanting, the most heard voice was the voice of the demon vine. They had been waiting for the day when the demon vine was destroyed and they were rescued. Unexpectedly, after three years of expectation, this day finally came.

"Amitabha, we are looking forward to this day at last." The old monk murmured and looked at the young monk standing on the wall of the temple in green clothes. He bowed his head devoutly and folded his hands to salute him.

"Holy Buddha, thank you very much for saving us from suffering." The other monks, with their hands together, slowly bowed to the man above.

Tang Ning just put away the holy bowl, removed the scripture characters, and put away the holy power of Buddha light all over his body. When he saw that the temple had fallen to his knees, he was surprised and jumped down.

"Amitabha, please get up quickly. I am not a Holy Buddha."

After a salute, she helped them up and saw that the monks were too thin and injured one by one. Among them, the older ones did not seem to be very good, and her heart sank.

"You must be a saint with the light and power of Buddha. Thank you for saving us." An old monk said that he saluted Tang Ning with reverence and reverence. He did not show slightest slightness or disrespect for his age.

Seeing this, Tang Ning had no choice but to smile bitterly: "master, I'm really not a saint Buddha. I'm just a tutor of Tianlong college. All the students respect me. I'm here because of an accident."

She didn't expect to encounter such a thing when she fell down. If it wasn't for the green bamboo falling from the air, maybe she would not have been trapped in the forest for three days, and would not have come out here to meet the vine demon, and would not know that there were still people trapped in the temple.

Therefore, will come here to save them, also can only say is in the dark has its own fixed number!

"Amitabha, even if Tang Shifu is not a saint Buddha, it is the Buddha who sent us to save us." The old monk said, still convinced that the person in front of him was the one sent by the Buddha to save them. Otherwise, how could a monk suddenly appear in a place where no one has come for three years? Or a monk with the power of Buddha light?

Donning laughed and didn't tangle with them any more. Instead, he said, "I think you all have injuries. You'd better go and have a rest. I'll take care of the wound for you."

"Thank you, master Tang."

"Thank you, Saint Buddha."

The old monk called Tang Ning as the master of Tang Dynasty, while other monks still believed that he was the Holy Buddha. Even if he was the tutor of Tianlong college, he must be a saint Buddha.

Tang Ning helped them to rest inside and lit a fire to light up the dark temple. Only then did he help them deal with the wounds on their bodies. One of the old monks was seriously injured and was still holding her hand until she was dying of coma.

Fortunately, she had a lot of medicine in her space. After dressing them up, she took out some dry food to give them to eat. Watching the two young monks about 10 years old cramming with dry food, coughing too dry and dropping some dry food on the ground, they picked it up and ate it, looking hungry.

Seeing this, she couldn't help asking, "what do you usually eat when you are trapped here for three years?"