Fang Ruotang only then realized what had happened and said, somewhat dumbfounded, "I forgot to ask the Buddhist monk for a token. The people from Wuding Temple probably don't believe us, right?"

"Probably not, they should be able to contact the Buddhist disciple Jingtan," Gu Nancheng replied uncertainly.

Fang Ruotang retorted, "How could we possibly make contact? If we could, Jingtan Buddhist Master isn't stupid, why wouldn't he make contact? Besides, when I was with Jingtan Buddhist Master just now, I sensed that there seemed to be an array set up in his room that could suppress a person's spiritual power."

"This Illusionary Sect is truly shameless," Huo Zhige scoffed, his tone somewhat crude. "Could it be that after they become Daoist partners, they'll drug the Buddhist disciples and help them consummate their marriage?"

All six men wore expressions that were hard to describe.

Perhaps for some people, it's just a matter of sleeping with someone, but these six men, despite their high positions, are morally upright, and frankly, even a bit narcissistic.

Before Fang Ruotang came along, they felt that touching other women was giving them the opportunity to take advantage of them; even Gu Nancheng, who had a terrible reputation, thought so.

He thinks he's good-looking, and who he sleeps with among those women is really hard to say.

Anyway, he felt that he would be the one who suffered a loss.

"You know what, you really shouldn't say that!" Gu Nancheng suddenly became interested, and his desire to talk reached its peak.

Fang Ruotang snapped at him, "Why aren't you contacting the disciples in the sect? You're still here discussing how someone will consummate their marriage. If you keep dragging this out, he'll really be consummating his marriage soon."

"Hehe! Let's chat!"

Few adults can resist getting involved in this kind of topic.

Gu Nancheng instantly dropped his playful demeanor, immediately contacted the disciples of his sect, and succinctly explained the situation, instructing them to go to Wuding Temple immediately to inform the people.

As for whether they believe it or not, Gu Nancheng thinks they will.

The fact that they couldn't contact Jingtan Buddhist Master was enough to explain the situation; only if Jingtan Buddhist Master was an insignificant person would they not bother to verify the accuracy of the information.

Anyone who is important will not take the risk; they will definitely come to find out.

"Should we notify the sect to come over? With more people, we can intimidate them," Fang Ruotang asked the men, tilting her head.

Gu Yanjin thought for a moment and said, "The sect is in dire need of rebuilding. At present, the disciples are probably too busy to spare any time. The elders with high cultivation levels are doing the work of two people. If we ask them to come, we're afraid we'll have to stop what we're doing."

“I also think it’s not very useful. Wuding Temple is not a small sect. If they really want to save the Buddha’s disciple, they will definitely send a large number of people. Whether there are a few more or fewer people from our sect, it doesn’t matter much. Ordinary disciples have too low a cultivation level, so it would be useless for them to come.”

Ye Wuxia spoke up, meaning the same thing as Gu Yanjin.

Seeing Fang Ruotang's concern for the matter of Jingtan Buddhist disciple, Cui Shixu thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait for the report from the disciples in the sect. If Wuding Temple believes us and sends a lot of people to help, we won't notify the sect elders. If they send fewer people, we will notify them. Three days is enough time."

Fang Ruotang thought Cui Shixu's words were the most pleasing to the ear, and gave him an appreciative look. Cui Shixu's expression immediately changed, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with a gentle smile.

The sect disciples reported the news the next day.

The people of Wuding Temple were shocked and furious. It wasn't just a few people who came to the rescue; almost the entire temple mobilized. Almost everyone who could move came.

Upon receiving the news, Fang Ruotang blinked and stammered, "With such a large scale, it seems they're not afraid the other side will hide the Buddha's disciple."

"Yes! In a situation where the forces are evenly matched, we don't need to wait until the day of the Dao-completion ceremony; we can act ahead of time."

"Jingtan Buddhist disciple holds a very high position at Wuding Temple!"

Fang Ruotang smacked her lips and sighed.

There were no tokens of proof, only a single sentence.

The people of Wuding Temple dared not take any risks and all of them went out to investigate.

After all, there are many reasons why people can't make contact in the cultivation world. The simplest one is that they have entered a secret realm and have no way to contact the outside world.

Not everyone is like Fang Ruotang, who has a small mirror that allows her to contact Gu Yanjin and the other six even in the secret realm.

It doesn't stop her from chatting in groups when she has nothing to do.

"I'll be responsible for keeping a close eye on Jingtan Buddhist disciple. If they want to move her, I'll know where she'll be moved to..."

As Fang Ruotang spoke, she suddenly realized something.

It seems unnecessary to do that.

Jingtan Buddhist disciple is not free now either; he has been placed under surveillance.

She found it easily too.

With a small mirror, you can't miss anyone.

"Alright, then let's wait for the people from Wuding Temple to come."

Fang Ruotang made the final decision.

To avoid worrying Jingtan, she went over and told him the good news.

Jing Tan maintained a neutral expression, as if this matter was a trivial matter, without much emotional fluctuation, her whole being as calm as a still lake.

After finishing her business, Fang Ruotang slipped away.

Wuding Temple arrived earlier than Fang Ruotang had anticipated, and they had been attacked.

Fang Ruotang had received the news from the little mirror in advance and came out early to see the excitement. She saw a group of angry-looking men rushing up.

Their appearance is very different from that of the Buddhist monk Jingtan.

They were not much different from the martial monks she had seen in the mortal world before; they all had bronze skin, muscular bodies, and fists that, when clenched, could splatter brains out with a single punch.

Besides the warrior monks in front, there were also enlightened monks with compassionate faces behind them.

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