Marvel's Fairy Chef

"Wukong, what are you doing?" As soon as Tang Monk returned to the world of Journey to the West, he saw a monkey sticking his butt out and happily watching a group of monks carrying firewood.

"Master? How did you come up?" Sun Wukong looked at Tang Monk, who was wearing cassock. The roof was at least seven or eight meters high, and there were no ladders around it. His cheap master was also a weakling. What happened to the latter? The one who appeared behind him quietly? Could it be that my master is hiding something secretly? Right! These are the scripture seekers appointed by those bald men. How can they enter the Tathagata's Dharma Eyes without any ability?

"Master saw that the moonlight was good tonight, so he went out for a walk, and unknowingly he came up..." The corner of Tang Monk's mouth twitched, Damn! That damn Immortal Chef was too unreliable. Fortunately, I felt a little dizzy when I went there. But why did I throw myself at such a high place when I came back? Don't you know that I, the monk, am actually a weakling with no strength?

"Just strolling around?" Sun Wukong also twitched the corner of his mouth. Can wandering around bring people to the roof? You should go to another one and show it to me, Old Sun!

"Wukong! What do you think these people are planning to do when they stay up late at night to carry firewood?" Seeing the monkey's suspicious look, Tang Monk quickly changed the subject.

"It's not like the abbot is interested in getting rich and wants to blackmail your cassock, Master..." Sun Wukong glanced at the tattered cassock on Tang Monk's body. You said that you are a Buddhist monk sent by Guanyin Bodhisattva and the younger brother of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. This kind of clothing is not unreasonable. It’s too shabby, look at the host, there are so many expensive cassocks that he can wear one and lose one...

"Master, can you keep a low profile?" Master Tripitaka, who understood Sun Wukong's eyes, was unhappy. Why do you, a monkey, judge people by their appearance?

"Oh!" Sun Wukong was stunned, Damn! Did I just say something? How could this cheap master know what I was thinking? Could this be the supernatural power those bald guys were talking about - his mind, right? Do you want it to be so powerful?

"I don't know how to read minds..." Tang Seng, who understood Brother Monkey's eyes again, twitched his mouth. When did Monkey become so suspicious?

"Oh!" Sun Wukong curled his lips and said he couldn't read minds? Why don’t monks tell lies? Lao Sun will never believe it again!

"Huh? They really lit the fire!" Tang Seng watched the group of monks light the firewood, and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch. Fortunately, the cheating cook got it to the roof tonight, otherwise he would really have to do it alone. Buried in flames.

"Oops, our luggage is still in that room!" Tang Seng was shocked. How could he learn the scriptures without his luggage?

"It's okay, I have this!" Sun Wukong on the side chuckled, took out a glass cover from his tiger skin skirt, and then threw it towards the wing. A huge and transparent barrier protected the wing inside. .

"Fire shelter?" Tang Seng couldn't help but muttered as he looked at the magic weapon being thrown out. Sure enough, the plot was exactly the same as what the chef said.

"Master recognizes this thing!" Sun Wukong next to him was shocked again. This cheap master is indeed not simple. He probably discovered that he had just sneaked away to heaven. Alas... I thought that after leaving Wuzhishan, I wouldn't have to worry about being attacked by those bald men. Calculation, isn't it just to accompany a mortal on his journey to the west to obtain Buddhist scriptures? Just treat it as a public trip, but the master in front of you is not easy to fool! I’m afraid it will be difficult for me to be lazy and slippery in the future.

"What is that? I have seen it in the Tang Dynasty's classics before, haha..." Tang Monk twitched the corner of his mouth and made up an excuse casually.

"Wukong! Although they want to kill Master, isn't the fire a bit big? It would be bad if it burns someone else. Why don't you go put out the fire?"

"Master, you're talking lightly. How can there be so much water to put out fires in these barren mountains and wild mountains?" Sun Wukong rolled his eyes. Why did the devil run so far to get water to put out the fire? So tired!

"How about you cast a wind-calling spell and blow out the fire directly?"

"Is this feasible?" Sun Wukong looked at Tang Monk suspiciously, why do I feel so unreliable!

"Why can't it work? Think about how we usually blow out candles. Don't we just rely on the wind?"

"That's right!" Sun Wukong thought, it seemed like this was true, so he used a wind-breathing technique, and then...

"Master, why do I feel that the fire is getting bigger?" Sun Wukong looked at the fire that was getting stronger and stronger. At this time, the flames had spread to the entire temple. Looking at the rhythm, he was afraid that the place would be a scorched earth early tomorrow morning.

"Well, as expected, theory is just theory, and practice can lead to true knowledge!" Tang Monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! Let's take our luggage and evacuate as soon as the fire is out... Well, remember to sneak into the village and shoot, no!" "

Sun Wukong...

"Master, how long will Mr. Hong be asleep?" Uncle Fu looked at the still unconscious Supreme Elder. It seems that the effect of this young master's black food has become stronger again.

"Don't worry! This dish is only good for elderly people, not bad. Third Grandpa is in coma because he was seriously injured last night, and the potency of my bowl of noodles is too strong. To put it bluntly, it is too weak to be replenished. This is the body's self-protection. !" The chef looked at the immortal recipe "Youlong Noodles" in his hand. The mysterious and low-grade immortal food cooked by the immortal chef Fang Jie has the miraculous effect of warming the meridians, activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis. It is the first serious dish prepared by the immortal chef Fang Jie. sYou read that right! This is a very serious fairy food without any deceptive attributes! It's really gratifying...

"Oh! It would be great if there was no s! This comment seems to be saying that my other dishes are not serious..." The chef couldn't help but complain after reading the introduction.

"It feels so good! I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time!" When lunch was approaching, the comatose Hong San finally woke up!

"Master San finally woke up, how do you feel?" Uncle Fu heard from the chef that Hong San would gain something when he wakes up.

"This is..." Hong San felt the changes in his body. The joints that had been inconvenient due to age became extremely comfortable, and even the old injuries were gone. And... and... how is this possible? !

"Uncle Fu, you'd better step back." The chef looked at the astonished Hong San and smiled with satisfaction. His guess was indeed correct. The old man had already taken that step. It was a pity that the latter was too old and... Old injuries on his body caused him to remain in the Great Perfection of Innate Soul, which he had already entered into the realm of elixir formation. Now that the old injuries have healed, his strength will naturally grow further.

"Holy shit! Is this the realm of being above the innate?" Uncle Fu was startled by the aura on Hong San's body. Is this the legendary state of being above the innate?

"That's natural. This old man is a blessing in disguise." The chef curled his lips and said, "Uncle Fu, haven't you reached this level as well?" It's just that you don't know it, but you have eaten a lot of good things from me, young master.

"Is this rejuvenation?" The next scene was even more incredible. Hong San's originally shriveled skin became younger and younger, and even his white hair gradually began to turn black...

"How amazing! Is this the legendary Dan Jin?" Hong San felt the surging Qi in his body, no! It should be said to be true essence now. At this moment, Hong San felt as if he could tear the sky apart with one punch and crush the mountains and rivers with one foot.

"Okay, don't be shocked! Now that you're awake, it's time to tell you what's going on with Fang Tianyun, right?" The chef clapped his hands, put away the bowls and chopsticks that fell on the ground, and said.