darknovel Chapter 99 I Love Dragon Meat Hot Pot
Chapter 99 I Love Dragon Meat Hot Pot
Chapter 99 I Love Dragon Meat Hot Pot
The purity of Kunpeng's blood in Chen Guangrui's paintings is related to his painting realm, and Chen Guangrui's five realms of painting have surpassed the masters of Taoism. In theory, the three realms can be regarded as masters of Taoism painting.
Therefore, the Kunpeng drawn by Chen Guangrui is absolutely pure-blooded. Even if it cannot exist for a long time, it is extremely powerful and can fight at a higher level.
Kunpeng opened his claws, and the universe was shrinking. Little Bailong felt that the void he was in was solidified. Kunpeng's talent mastered the Yin-Yang Dao, but the Dao of Space is also one of his talents. Otherwise, there is no talk of extreme speed.
Roar!
Xiao Bailong sensed the danger, and the congenital ice soul sunflower water droplets floating above his head burst into blue cold light, and everything touched by the blue light was instantly covered with ice, which deepened layer by layer.
However, such an attack does not restrain Kunpeng, it is just to take a breath.
Sun Wukong hesitated for a moment, he didn't like two fighting one, but thinking that Chen Guangrui had never eaten dragon meat, he decided to make an exception.
Dragon meat hot pot?
What is hot pot, it sounds delicious.
Sun Wukong still recognized Chen Guangrui's diet, the food he made was delicious.
"Nielong, eat my old grandson with a stick!"
Sun Wukong yelled loudly, as if to remind his opponent, his whole body turned into a golden shadow, and he blasted over with a stick.
Whoa!
I saw that the originally huge and mighty white jade dragon shrunk in an instant. The dragon can be big or small, can rise or hide; A chestnut in the ocean.
This is the innate supernatural power. In this way, it avoided the attack of Monkey King. Regardless of it, it dived towards Yingchoujian, and it was about to escape into the water again.
With a thought in Chen Guangrui's mind, the Suzaku Sword appeared in his hand.
"Skynet is very sparse and not leaking!"
With heavenly words in his mouth, his voice moved like the wind, and his words flowed like a tide, a net of heaven and earth opened up, blocking the way of Xiao Bailong.
Xiaobailong Ao Lie took a peek at Chen Guangrui's cultivation, and bumped into it, ready to smash the white net formed by that talent, but found that he underestimated the net, and his body froze slightly.
The next moment, Chen Guangrui slashed down with the Vermilion Bird sword in his hand, puff, dragon blood splashed, and a dragon leg flew out.
"Frozen!"
With Tianxian in his mouth, Chen Guangrui followed his words, and the flying dragon legs were instantly frozen.
"sing"
Xiao Bailong howled in pain, ignored it, broke through the net, and rushed into the river, panicked, almost killed.
As for this physical injury, it can be repaired quickly, and new dragon claws will grow out in less than a breath.
Chen Guangrui, on the other hand, was satisfied, and finally got a dragon leg, so he could try something new.
As for Xiaobailong Aolie, if Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva still hasn't shown up, then he is not welcome.
He found that he had underestimated Xiao Bailong Aolie, who was much stronger than what he saw in TV dramas.
What is the origin of such a deep disguise? Take this opportunity to test it out.
Kunpeng has broken away from the ice, and the cold power that sealed it has been absorbed by it.
next moment!
Kunpeng turned into a jet-black kunfish with golden patterns, shrunk its body, and rushed into the water.
Sun Wukong was slightly surprised, but he remembered that this was the Kunpeng drawn by Chen Guangrui, but it seemed real.
He silently recited the water-avoiding spell, and then rushed into the water.
And Chen Guangrui was on the shore, with the purple gold bowl enlarged, which was a top-quality Houtian Lingbao, he lit the fire to boil water, and took out some vegetables and spices that Sun Wukong got from the South Sea Dragon Palace, all of which were made by him.
On the way to learn the scriptures, there are not people everywhere, and it is normal to sleep in the wilderness, so you must learn to cook by yourself.
Frozen dragon meat slices, quickly rolled in boiling water, put in thousand-year-old kelp, fish, shrimp, crab, shellfish, snails, all monsters, and some elixir such as Ganoderma lucidum.
The civil and military fire is simmering slowly, ahem, Laojun knows, will he want to beat him up.
"Confucius, the old man said, eating and drinking men and women, people's great desires can exist."
Chen Guangrui quickly pulled his cheap master out to block the arrow.
Zixiao Palace!
"puff!"
This was sent by Guanyin Bodhisattva. Purple jade smoked tea can only be picked once every 1 years, and each time the harvest is not much, send some to the east and some to the west, and it will be gone.
Zhao Gongming wiped his face, and looked at Master Tongtian resentfully, it was definitely on purpose, he switched to the right side, and you still complained.
"This kid went to the Western Paradise to learn Buddhist scriptures. Why does he feel more chic than Lao Tzu's confinement? Cooking with Liuding Liujia fire, thanks to him thinking of it."
The leader of the Tongtian religion spends his daily time watching the reality show of young disciples.
"Master, I am a great uncle."
Zhao Gongming reminded in a low voice.
"Get out! You're the one who talks too much."
Master Tongtian glared, really wanting to give this guy a hard time, every time he thinks of the disasters this guy did during the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods, he can't help itching his hands.
How many times have I told him, don't go out, let him protect the three junior sisters, "Bah", what did he do, is there anyone who does this?
What do you think, the brain was eaten by gluttony!
"Lord God of Wealth, why are you here, why don't you go to the Heavenly Court to stay."
Master Tongtian said in a bad tone.
"Master, the God of Wealth is just an incarnation formed by my strand of Yuanshen, you forgot."
Zhao Gongming licked his big face, looked at Sanxiao, looked at the Holy Mother of Lishan, Li Feiyan, the Holy Mother of Guiling, and the Holy Mother of Jinling. In the end, he just got a blank stare. Everyone continued to watch the live broadcast of the younger brother, so how could he play tricks? .
The source of fun in Zixiao Palace, which used to be funny, is outdated. Now, everyone's daily pastime is to go to Tongtian Cult Master to watch Chen Guangrui's live show.
"Oh, so you didn't go to be the God of Wealth. I thought you would like to work in Heaven."
Master Tongtian took a sip of tea and said sarcastically.
"Master, look quickly, the poor little white dragon has rushed out. Guanyin Bodhisattva should be here soon, but I saw that she didn't even have time to put on her shoes."
Zhao Gongming hurriedly changed the subject in a serious manner.
Xiaobailong doesn't want to do it anymore, he can't go on with this play, he's about to die!
Why is Guanyin Bodhisattva still not coming? When he comes out again, he quit and ran away.
"Wukong, hurry up, you are Sun Wukong, the majestic Monkey King, you can't even defeat a little white dragon. It ate our horse, and we ate him. The Buddha said, this is called the cycle of karma, the retribution of karma."
Chen Guangrui clasped his hands together, as if he had attained enlightenment to an eminent monk, and the treasure statue solemnly attained enlightenment.
Sun Wukong felt that he was going to burn. This was because he was ashamed. Along the way, the master and the apprentice talked.
Even with the help of Kunpeng painted by his master, he still couldn't kill Xiaobailong.
The other party has taken the shape of a human being, handsome and tall, wearing a shiny silver crown with hair inlaid on his head, two dragons grabbing gold and wiping his forehead, wearing a white brocade robe with cloud patterns, and a white jade belt. Small court boots with blue satin powder foundation.
On his head, the water drops of Xiantian Bingpo Sunflower rose and fell, and the blue fairy light hung down to protect his body.
With the Cangming Holy Dragon Spear in his hand, there are dark blue Dao lines flowing on the silver-white gun body. Under the blessing of the magic weapon, the combat power does not drop but rises.
However, he coughed up blood from time to time. In this kind of battle, there was no time to catch his breath, and his injuries would be overwhelming.
"Avalokitesvara harmed me!"
Xiao Bailong Ao Lie was filled with grief and indignation, he felt that he was cheated.
(End of this chapter)