The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 25 Ruthless

Picking up the two ginseng fruits, regardless of the shouts of the four apprentices, Tang Sen went to the back room to study.

"System, is this ginseng really as powerful as Qingfeng Xiaoer said?"

"I'm not too sure about this, host, you can use the martial arts eye to observe."

"it is good!"

Tang Sen operated the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, and the ginseng fruit became transparent in his eyes immediately.

The two ginseng fruits are crystal clear, transparent inside and out, a pure breath of life is contained in the flesh, like a little dragon swimming.

He smelled it, it was very fragrant, and a trace of life essence permeated his heart.

Immediately, Tang Sen felt refreshed, and all the cells in his body seemed to be alive, revealing the emotion of longing.

Tang Sen took a bite, and if he wanted to eat it, he would eat it.

"Wow, delicious."

He revealed an intoxicated voice, the ginseng fruit tasted crisp and unusually fragrant, but it melted as soon as it touched the tongue, as refreshing as mints.

But after a while, there was another surge of hotness, but it didn't burn the throat or wound, it was the kind of continuous hotness.

He felt that the entire tip of his tongue was going to melt away, like suddenly giving you a popsicle in hot June, or drinking a bowl of hot soup in cold winter.

After taking one bite, I can't help but want to take a second bite.

Tang Sen tasted very slowly, resisting the urge to swallow in one gulp.

His mouth is alternately cool and hot, like ice and fire dancing, and the whole room is filled with the scent of ginseng fruit.

Soon, a ginseng fruit was killed by Tang Sen, and the food value skyrocketed, reaching 8038, and a ginseng fruit was a full 8000 food value.

After killing one, Tang Sen continued to speak and started to eat the second one, turning a blind eye to the four apprentices who were peeping outside. He is weak now and needs to become stronger. Several apprentices are much stronger than him, so this Ginseng fruit tastes like a peace of mind, but it's a pain for a group of foodies outside.

Both ginseng fruits were processed, and the food value reached 16038. After eating the ginseng fruits, Tang Sen walked out of the room with satisfaction, wiped his mouth and said, "It's time for dinner, why didn't you bring the food?"

It's time for dinner now, and Yuanzi has all the ginseng fruits prepared, so it's impossible not to arrange dinner for them.

"Master, is ginseng fruit delicious?"

Several apprentices came over and looked at Tang Sen curiously.

"Fortunately, apple flavor." Tang Sen said with a look of disappointment.

"Oh!" The sudden realization expressions of several apprentices seemed to Tang Sen full of perfunctory.

He knew in his heart that a few apprentices had made up their minds, and they definitely wouldn't let it go.

At this time, Mingyue came over with a plate of vegetarian food.

"Why is there no meat?" Tang Sen asked.

"Master, we are all vegetarians here, there is no meat." Mingyue looked puzzled, her big eyes flickered, and she was youthful and refined.

At this moment, Tang Sen's eyes lit up. Without Qingfeng's rice stirring stick, Mingyue's temperament has been upgraded several levels at once.

Sure enough, a grain of mouse droppings ruined a warehouse.

Tang Sen realized clearly in his heart, and said to Miss Mingyue: "Miss Mingyue has never eaten meat, the poor monk will show you a trick for you."

Taking out the three-piece kitchen set, taking out the fresh snake meat from the conch, Tang Sen started to cook the meat.

"Ah, master, no, this is a Taoist temple, and you can't eat meat or fish." Mingyue hurriedly stopped him, but turned around Tang Sen, and ran to find his senior brother.

Hehe, I'm just waiting for you to find that kid Qingfeng.

Tang Sen smirked, took out the piece of tiger meat harvested at the foot of Wuxing Mountain, and started to stew the soup.

After a while, Qingfeng rushed over with an angry face.

"Oh, Taoist Master Qingfeng came at the right time, come here, and try the lotus root soup cooked by the poor monk."

Tang Sen had never been so enthusiastic. He served a bowl of tiger soup to Qingfeng, and said, "Thank you Taoist priest for your hospitality. Come, let me show you my face."

He tried his best to remove the tiger's fishy smell, and asked Sun Wukong to turn the tiger into a lotus root shape. He also added some medicine, and added ginger, garlic, chopped green onion, and sesame oil to cover it up.

Qingfeng was about to get angry, but he didn't reach out his hand to hit the smiling face. Seeing Tang Sen's enthusiasm, he couldn't help but snorted and looked at the "lotus root slice soup" in Tang Sen's hand.

"I heard from junior sister that you cook meat here. Is this really lotus root slice soup?" Qingfeng asked.

"Daoist, you are wrong to blame the poor monk. This is the special product of the poor monk's hometown, tiger root, plain!"

Tang Sen pulled Yin to the elder, and said again: "The poor monk doesn't eat meat, it's all for my disciples. You can also see that they follow the poor monk to the west, but they are all monsters, monsters." You must eat meat, right?"

"Hmph, that's pretty much the same. I'm warning you guys, don't make trouble in Wuzhuang Temple, or you'll have to walk around after eating." Qingfeng took the tiger soup and said.

Monkey King Zhu Bajie has a strange expression on his face. Little Bailong turned his head away and couldn’t see his expression. It must be wonderful to think about it. Even Drifting lowered his head and looked like he was admitting his mistake. If you can see his face, you must find that he is holding back a smile.

Several disciples exclaimed in their hearts, the master is too bad, this is the rhythm to kill Qingfeng, that is tiger demon soup, a great tonic.

"Master Qingfeng, drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold." Tang Sen urged, his face was warm and kind, but his stomach was full of water.

"Okay, since you are a close friend of Master, I will give you this face."

Qingfeng was arrogant and cold, and took a sip of tiger soup.

Um?How can it be so delicious?

The expression on his face changed a lot, from arrogance to doubt.

I took another sip, let out a mouthful of heat, and turned it into enjoyment.

Why the hell is it so delicious?

Take another sip and drink it all down.

It's so delicious, the breeze dries up in one sip, and the meaning is still unfinished.

He was shocked again and again, feeling that his decades of experience in the kitchen had been learned from dogs.

"Don't worry, there's more, come, come, the poor monk will help you."

Tang Sen filled the bowl again and said to Qingfeng.

Haha, hooked.

He was overjoyed, son of a bitch, tell you to be arrogant, let me see if I can cheat you to death.

"Master, how did you make this lotus root slice soup so delicious, I have never tasted such delicious soup in my life!"

Qingfeng drank the soup and got bored, not knowing that Tang Sen had tricked him.

"Oh, there is no trick, just do it with your heart and appreciate the beauty of the ingredients."

Tang Sen was serious, and gave Qingfeng another night.

Mingyue wondered why the senior brother went in and didn't come out yet, so she moved lightly and walked to the door to have a look.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but Mingyue was shocked when she saw it.

Didn't the brother go in and stop the monk?Why did you drink with the monk instead?
"Senior Brother?" She walked into the door and called out, trying to find out what kind of sorcery the monk had used to confuse senior brother and feast with them.

"What?" Qingfeng turned her head and asked.

However, at this moment, Mingyue had an ominous premonition.

Because, because of his senior brother, Daoist Qingfeng, his cheeks were flushed and bloodshot at this time, as if a flame was burning.

(End of this chapter)