Return from the second dimension

In the passage below the giant ship, twelve monks gathered together and moved forward slowly.

Headed by the old man, leading his group of disciples, looked cautious.

"In the next time, you must be vigilant, and you must not be negligent!"

As usual, the old man taught his disciples in a calm tone.

Staying by your side at all times and growing slowly in training is the old man's method of educating his disciples.

The vast majority of monks are accustomed to coming and going by themselves, and they are completely carefree.

But the old man is different, perhaps because the teacher was born, he prefers to teach his disciples and pass on his own experience.

This is not a bad thing. After teaching a disciple, it is equivalent to strengthening one's own strength.

Compared with those unfamiliar monks, these disciples who have been taught by themselves are naturally more trustworthy.

For example, at this moment, the old man with eleven disciples around him can always guarantee his own safety.

The world of Ziguang is different from the outside world. It is not the cultivation base that competes, but the greater the number of people, the greater the advantage.

When Tang Zhen proposed to search separately, the old man immediately made up his mind and must act alone.

Only by doing so can we ensure our own safety and avoid danger due to lack of food.

The old man can naturally think of other things that monks can think of, and he thinks more profoundly.

The further away from Tang Zhen, the safer it should be.

At this moment, the area where the old man and others are walking is a long passage, which looks gloomy and dark.

The ground was messy, and it seemed that someone had fought here not long ago.

Seeing this scene, the old man became more vigilant.

After another distance, a faint light flashed in front of him, gleaming with a faint green light.

There was a dark environment all the way, but the light suddenly appeared at this moment, making the monks subconsciously heightened their vigilance.

There may be danger ahead, but the exploration still has to continue, because they have no choice at all.

Walking to the end of the passage, everyone was surprised to see that there was a long table in the front hall.

The top of this table is full of pots, dishes and chopsticks, which contain all kinds of food.

Even far away, you can smell the aroma of food, making the hungry monks suddenly become more hungry.

"Master, there is so much food here, we can be saved this time!"

A disciple of the old man, his face was full of surprises, and he raised his leg and rushed forward.

"Stop for me, don't you want to live anymore!"

The old man shouted angrily and stopped his disciple with a disappointed expression on his face.

"You don't want to think about it, where is this place, why is there a table of food inexplicably?

Are you not afraid that you will lose your life after eating this food?"

What the old man said is reasonable, and in such a strange environment, he definitely can't take it lightly.

"But Master, our food has been exhausted, and everyone is very hungry now.

If you don't eat anymore, you will really starve to death!"

The disciple who was scolded said in an aggrieved tone, his eyes seemed to be out of control, and he peeked at the large table of food.

The old man frowned and remained silent.

"I blame that guy, if he didn't take our food, why would the situation be so difficult!"

If it doesn't work, let's go back and grab his food. According to my understanding, half of the food on the ship is on him!"

Another disciple said in a complaining tone, and the object of reference was naturally Tang Zhen.

Hearing what he meant, it was obvious that he had moved his mind and wanted to find opportunities to rob Tang Zhen.

The old man who was meditating heard the words and immediately turned his head and looked at the disciple with cold eyes.

Seeing the master's expression so serious, the disciple was also a little flustered, not knowing what happened.

"I only warn you once, even if you starve to death, don't hit his mind, otherwise you are doomed to regret it.

If you want to die, remember to do it yourself and don't hurt others."

Hearing the warning from the old man, a group of disciples were secretly surprised. They didn't expect the master to pay so much attention to Tang Zhen.

Could it be that monk, is there really something special?

Seeing the puzzled disciple, the old man didn't give too much explanation. He just had a pure feeling and thought Tang Zhen was not simple.

If you want to leave alive, you probably have to rely on Tang Zhen.

"But sir, how should the food crisis be resolved? Should everyone starve to death?"

The eleven disciples around were all watching the old man, waiting for him to come up with a solution to the problem.

Because of their hunger, their looks are hideous and distorted, looking at the table of food uncontrollably.

If it wasn't for the old man's majesty that prevented them from being presumptuous, they might have rushed to the table at this moment.

The old man is also holding back hunger, knowing in his heart that he must make a decision immediately.

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate anymore, looking at the disciples with painful expressions on their faces.

"Who among you would like to try those foods to see if there is a problem?

I want to remind you that doing so requires taking risks and you must think carefully before doing it."

Knowing that these foods may be traps, the old man at this moment has no choice.

"Master, I'll go!"

A disciple who was so hungry that he was going crazy, he stood up without hesitation, he couldn't bear this terrible torture.

Instead of starving to death like this, it might as well fill up your stomach and die, which might be more comfortable.

With the permission of the old man, the monk rushed to the table like flying, picked up a plate of food and poured it into his mouth.

There was no chewing process at all, so he swallowed a plate of food, and then quickly grabbed another plate.

But in a blink of an eye, he swallowed more than a dozen plates of food, and his companions were extremely envious.

"How do you feel?"

The old man asked next, secretly swallowing saliva, and forced his hunger to ask.

"It's very fragrant and delicious, and finally don't have to endure the feeling of hunger!"

The disciple said in an excited tone, picked up a piece of food again, and poured it into his mouth.

The disciple answered the question, and the old man's face turned black with anger.

"Damn bastard, I'm asking you, is there a problem with these foods?"

The other disciples looked forward to them, watching their companions constantly devouring food, and they wanted to rush forward immediately.

If the elder still doesn't allow it, then they would rather choose to resist, and they must grab a bite of food.

"Problem? What's the problem, I feel that I am in a good state now!"

The disciple replied, and then immersed himself in eating.

"Master, let's go take a bite too, we really can't stand it."

The disciples looked at the old man and said in a tone almost pleading.

"Well, I hope our luck will be better, and don't run into any mess."

The old man sighed. At this moment, he really had no better way.

With the consent of the old man, a group of them rushed to the table immediately and desperately stuffed food into their mouths.

While eating food, they made various sounds from their mouths, and their faces were full of expressions of enjoyment and satisfaction.

"Master, come over and take a bite. There should be no problem with these foods.

If you don't eat food, you will starve to death sooner or later, so why bother yourself?"

Hearing the apprentice's advice, the old man turned his mind and walked slowly to the front of the table.

"Master, I'll eat this for you, it's delicious!"

A disciple brought food, the old man took a look, then picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

After a bite of food, the hunger that made people crazy was immediately relieved.

According to the old man's original plan, after the hunger panic disappeared, he stopped taking another bite.

Unexpectedly, after eating, he suddenly realized that he could not control his appetite at all.

Not long after, these vigilant masters and apprentices were immersed in the satisfaction brought by the food.

They didn't notice that there was an identical table in the dark corner of the hall.

Beside these tables, phantom figures appeared, their appearances exactly the same as those of the old man and others.