In the passage below the giant ship, twelve monks gathered together and moved forward slowly.
The leader was the old man, leading a group of his disciples, looking cautious.
"In the following time, you must be more vigilant and never be careless in the slightest!"
As usual, the old man taught his disciples in a calm tone.
Keeping it with you at all times and growing slowly through training is the way the old man educates his disciples.
The vast majority of monks are accustomed to walking alone, feeling alone and carefree.
But the old man is different, perhaps because he was born as a teacher. He prefers to teach his disciples and pass on his experience.
This is not a bad thing. After teaching disciples, it also increases one's own strength.
Compared with those strange monks, these disciples who have been taught by themselves are naturally more trustworthy.
For example, at this moment, the old man with eleven disciples by his side can always ensure his own safety.
The Purple Light World is different from the outside world. The competition is not about cultivation, but the greater the number of people, the greater the advantage.
When Tang Zhen suggested searching separately, the old man immediately made up his mind that he must act alone.
Only by doing this can you ensure your own safety and avoid being in danger due to lack of food.
The old man can naturally think of things that other monks can think of, and he thinks more deeply.
The further away from Tang Zhen, the safer it should be.
The area where the old man and others were walking now was a long passage, which looked eerie and dark.
The ground was in a mess, as if someone had been fighting and fighting here not long ago.
Seeing this scene, the old man became more vigilant.
After walking for some distance, there was a faint light flashing ahead, shining with a faint green light.
It was a dark environment all the way, but now they suddenly saw light, which made the monks subconsciously increase their vigilance.
There may be dangers ahead, but the exploration must continue because they have no choice.
When they reached the end of the passage, everyone was surprised to see a long table in the hall in front of them.
The table was covered with dishes, bowls and chopsticks, containing all kinds of food.
Even from a long distance, you can smell the aroma of food, making the already hungry monks suddenly become hungrier.
"Master, there is so much food here, we are saved this time!"
One of the old man's disciples had an expression of surprise on his face, and he raised his leg and was about to rush forward.
"Stop, don't you want to live anymore?"
The old man scolded angrily and stopped his disciple, with a disappointed expression on his face.
"Don't even think about it, where is this place and why does a table of food appear inexplicably?
Aren't you afraid that you will lose your life after eating this food?"
Everything the old man said makes sense. In such a strange environment, we must not take it lightly.
"But master, our food has been exhausted, and everyone is very hungry now.
If you don’t eat anything, you will really starve to death!”
The disciple who was scolded said in an aggrieved tone, his eyes seemed to be uncontrollable, and he secretly looked at the large table of food.
The old man frowned and remained silent.
"It's all that guy's fault. If he hadn't stolen our food, why would we be in such a difficult situation!
If that doesn't work, we'll 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 person he was referring to was naturally Tang Zhen.
Judging from the implications of his words, it was obvious that he had some evil intentions and was looking for an opportunity to rob Tang Zhen.
When the old man who was meditating heard this, he immediately turned his head and looked at the disciple with cold eyes.
Seeing the serious expression on the master's face, the disciple also panicked and didn't know what was going on.
"I'm only warning you once, even if you starve to death, don't try to get his idea, otherwise you will regret it later.
If you want to die, remember to do it yourself and don't hurt others."
Hearing the old man's warning, a group of disciples were secretly surprised. They did not expect that the master would take Tang Zhen so seriously.
Is there really something special about that monk?
Seeing the confused disciples, the old man didn't explain too much. He just had a feeling that Tang Zhen was not simple.
If you want to leave alive, you will probably have to rely on Tang Zhen.
"But Master, how should we solve the food crisis? Do we want everyone to starve to death?"
The eleven disciples around him were all watching the old man, waiting for him to come up with a solution to the problem.
Because of hunger, their appearance was ferocious and distorted, and their eyes were looking at the table of food uncontrollably.
If it weren't for the old man's majesty that prevented them from daring to be arrogant, they might have rushed to the table at this moment.
The old man also suppressed his hunger, knowing very well that he must make a decision immediately.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and looked at the disciples with painful expressions on their faces.
"Would any of you be willing to try that food and see if there's anything wrong with it?
I want to remind you that doing so requires taking risks, and you must think carefully before doing it."
He knew that these foods might be traps, but at this moment, the old man had no choice.
"Master, I'm going!"
A disciple who was about to go crazy from hunger stood up without hesitation. He really couldn't bear this terrible torture.
Rather than starving to death like this, it might be more comfortable to have a full stomach before dying.
After receiving the old man's permission, the monk rushed to the table, picked up a plate of food and poured it into his mouth.
Without chewing at all, he swallowed one plate of food and then quickly grabbed another plate.
But in the blink of an eye, he swallowed more than a dozen plates of food, making his companions extremely envious.
"How's it going? How do you feel?"
The old man asked next to him, swallowing secretly and suppressing his hunger.
“It’s very fragrant and delicious. I finally don’t have to endure that feeling of hunger!”
The disciple said in an excited tone, picked up another piece of food and poured it into his mouth.
The disciple answered the question incorrectly, and the old man's face turned black with anger.
"Damn bastard, I'm asking you, is there something wrong with this food?"
The other disciples looked forward to it, looking at their companions devouring delicious food, and they wanted to rush forward immediately.
If the old man still doesn't allow it, then they would rather choose to disobey and have to grab a bite of food.
"Problem? What's the problem? I feel like I'm in good shape now!"
The disciple replied, and then started eating again.
"Master, let's go have a bite too, we really can't stand it anymore."
The disciples looked at the old man and said in an almost pleading tone.
"Well, I hope our luck will be better and we won't encounter any messy things."
The old man sighed. At this moment, he really had no better way.
After getting the old man's consent, the group immediately rushed to the table and stuffed food into their mouths desperately.
While they were eating the food, they made various sounds from their mouths, with expressions of enjoyment and satisfaction on their faces.
"Master, come here and take a bite. There should be no problem with these foods.
Besides, if you don’t eat food, you will starve to death sooner or later, so why bother yourself?”
After hearing his apprentice's advice, the old man felt relieved and slowly walked to the table.
"Master, let me eat this for you, it tastes great!"
A disciple handed over the food. The old man took one look at it, then picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth.
After one bite of food, the originally crazy hunger was immediately and effectively relieved.
According to the old man's original plan, he would not take another bite until the hunger disappeared.
Unexpectedly, after eating, he suddenly realized that he could not control his appetite at all.
It didn't take long for these vigilant masters and disciples to be 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, illusory figures appeared one after another, with the same appearance as the old man and others.