God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

At Dongzhou Ferry, after the formation hung up, the Buddhist saint called out softly.

"Come on."

His junior brother has already spoken. As a senior brother, he will definitely help.

Although the war in Nanjing City sounds outrageous, it is impossible to turn a blind eye.

Soon, a middle-aged fat monk walked in.

"See the Saint."

"Go and send some elixirs and clothes to Nanjing City."

Mixing some elixirs, clothes, etc., it's just a trivial matter.

Just after hearing this, the fat monk showed a look of embarrassment and stood there with a troubled face.

"what happened?"

Seeing that he had been silent, the Buddhist saint said curiously. After hearing this, the fat monk could only reply truthfully.

"Back to the Saint, we don't have many elixirs left."

"Huh? Where's the elixir?"

"Just now, Leyun City, Boyun Strait, and Wujun Island all sent messages to ask for elixirs. Several other saints have already sent a lot of them, so now we... ..."

It wasn't just Nanjing City that came to them for elixirs and clothes, the other three major battlefields also came to ask for them.

As a result, all kinds of materials that were originally relatively abundant soon became in short supply.

After all, it is impossible for them to support the remaining four battlefields alone. All support was evenly distributed at the beginning.

However, now, it is obviously very difficult for them to get so much from Dongzhou Ferry.

Hearing this, the Buddhist saint was stunned for a moment, and then said suspiciously.

"It shouldn't be. Did something happen to the other three major battlefields?"

The more I think about it, the weirder it becomes, but at the moment, it is a fact that there are no pills and clothes. Imagine it, the Buddhist saint finally said helplessly.

"Just pick some and send them over."

"That's...okay."

Seeing that the saint had already said this, the fat monk could only nod his head and said, then just do it casually?

They didn't know the difficulties in the heart of the fat monk, but two hours later, when Nanjing City received support from Dongzhou Ferry, all the saints were dumbfounded.

The saint who had begged his senior brother before looked at the ten jade bottles and ten monk robes in front of him and said with a livid face.

"Is this your support from Dongzhou Ferry?"

What the hell are your ten bottles of elixirs enough for? There are still ten monk robes to send to beggars?

"I'm going to kill you."

The grumpy saint was about to take action immediately. When he saw this, the Buddhist disciple in charge of delivering the goods was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground and wanted to cry without tears.

"Sage, please calm down. We really have no other choice. Leyun City, Boyun Strait, and Wujun Island are asking for support again. It's really........."

He was defending with his mouth, but he was extremely aggrieved in his heart.

Why the hell did you end up like this, and now you're blaming us?

Hearing this, all the saints present also fell into silence. They also knew the difficulties of Dongzhou Ferry.

Just.........looking at the ten bottles of elixirs in front of me, is there any significance?

It's just that everything has been delivered, so that's all. He waved his hand and weakly asked this disciple to retreat.

"You go back."

"Yes."

After that, many seriously injured disciples in Nanjing City finally took the elixir. Just looking at the "elixir" brought to their mouths, these disciples were all stunned.

"Where's the medicine pill?"

"Isn't that right, senior brother?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"There's nothing I can do about it, senior brother, that's all the above has given me."

He looked at the little bit of medicine dregs held by the disciple in front of him with a complicated look on his face. Yes, it was medicine dregs.

With that amount, he was afraid that if he gasped louder, it would blow him away.

"Are you sure this amount will be useful?"

He looked at his junior brother with a complex expression. Hearing this, the junior brother also had a complex complexion. The two looked at each other, big eyes staring at small eyes. Finally, the junior brother replied weakly.

"This... is better than nothing."

There was no response. You wouldn't be able to feed a chicken more than this amount, right?

Seeing that the senior brother was silent for a long time, the junior brother said bravely.

"Brother, take medicine."

"Come and eat."

As he said this, the senior brother ate the medicine dregs with a dead look on his face.

At this time, the junior brother also quickly handed over a glass of water.

"Brother, drink water."

"Do you think this is still necessary?"

Just after hearing this, the senior brother looked at him speechlessly. The water disappeared as soon as it entered the mouth, as if he just swallowed the water. Is it necessary to drink water just like this?

I had no choice but to take back the water cup and then went to find another senior brother with the medicine dregs.

Life here in Buddhism is extremely miserable. Hundreds of disciples would like to share a healing elixir, but even so, there are still many disciples who have no elixir to take.

Those disciples who were not seriously injured could only rely on themselves to recover, while those who were more seriously injured could receive some medicine residue.

On the other hand, on the Dao Yizong side, after a fierce battle, although there were casualties, the injured disciples were treated completely differently.

No, in Nanjing City, only one disciple was seen crossing his legs to nurse himself back to health, and the healing elixir was poured into his mouth like jelly beans.

"Junior brother, don't take that hemostatic pill. I have a blood-promoting pill here. Take one."

"Forget it, I ate too much Shengxue Dan, let's change the taste."

If there were Buddhist disciples present at this time, they would probably be so envious that their eyes would turn red.

Hundreds of us are sharing one elixir, why the hell do you want to change the taste?

What the hell, did you even get the elixir in your mouth?

Too much deception, simply too much deception.

Precisely because there are sufficient healing elixirs, the injuries of the Daoist disciples are obviously much faster than those of the Buddhist disciples.

This is the most intuitive difference between having elixirs and not having elixirs.

Why do we say that war is all about money? Isn’t that the truth?

While the disciples were healing their wounds, Fairy Baihua, Mo Yun, Ye Changqing and others gathered together to discuss the next move.

Everyone said that now was a good time to take the initiative to attack. After such a huge defeat for Buddhism, the morale of Buddhism would definitely plummet.

At this time, if you can give him another blow, the next step will be much easier.

"While his illness is killing him, we cannot give Buddhism a chance to breathe."

"Well, I agree too."

"What about you, do you all mean the same thing?"

"It all depends on the arrangement of the sect."

Everyone kept talking, but Ye Changqing sat alone, silent.

Baihua Fairy smiled when she saw Ye Changqing acting like this.

"Husband, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Ye Changqing turned around and looked, "What is this woman asking me for?" Aren’t you all determined to pay attention?

But since he asked, Ye Changqing really had some ideas, and then he didn't hide it and said it bluntly.

"What you all said is good. This is indeed an opportunity to take the initiative, but I think the method can be changed."

"Oh, what does Elder Ye mean by this?"