My friends are gods

Chapter 182 Demonic Dragon Feast, Middle Foundation Establishment Stage
I am Cao!

Song Qiming was stunned for a moment.

What Sun Houzi said made sense, but he couldn't think of how to refute it.

The original Coca-Cola sticks were given to Zhu Bajie by monkeys.

Song Qiming was silent for a while, and said, "Then can you tell me a fortune?"

"I don't know how to do divination." Monkey King said.

Song Qiming: "There is a theory of hexagrams in the Book of Changes, brother monkey, you are a god, don't you understand?"

Great Sage Equaling Heaven: "Isn't my old grandson making troubles in the Heavenly Palace and guarding Tang Monk to slay demons and demons? Isn't that something earth-shattering?"

Song Qiming understood, the monkey simply felt that fortune-telling would lower his standards.

But this was also expected by Song Qiming.

Song Qiming: "There is someone down there who wants to mess with me, and wants to kill me, but I don't know who he is, so I want to figure it out, and I know you will definitely not figure it out, Brother Hou, so I asked Marshal Tianpeng, but You have to give Marshal Tianpeng some benefits, right?"

Monkey King: "That's the reason, but I won't beg for food from the God of Cookery."

In the final analysis, it is still a pressing question.

Song Qiming: "Brother Monkey, you protect Master Tang from the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. Don't you often seek alms along the way? Since I often give you new things, you can help me once."

During this time, Song Qiming often gave Sun Wukong new things—relatively speaking, new things.

Monkey King: "Fresh is very fresh, but tell me, what do you mean by giving me shampoo? What do you mean by giving me a razor? You want me to wash and shave?"

Song Qiming: "..."

I didn't think too much about it at the time, and I messed up a lot of things, including these two things.

But if Sun Wukong didn't help, Song Qiming would be hard to deal with.

After thinking about it, Song Qiming said, "I have something new here, I wonder if you want it?"

Monkey King: "Of course."

Song Qiming: "This is considered an exchange... If you don't want to inform the God of Cookery, then inform Marshal Tianpeng and ask him to help me."

Monkey King: "Are you still bargaining?"

Song Qiming: "You don't want to watch me get killed, do you? If I die, who will give you good things?"

Maybe he really thought that was the case, Sun Houzi agreed: "Okay, I will inform the God of Cookery, but I can't say for sure if the idiot will help you."

Song Qiming: "Brother Monkey, you are awesome."

It's just that Song Qiming faced a new problem - where to get new things?

Moreover, it can't be too perfunctory.

Looking around the room, there was nothing too new.

Whether it's TV or air conditioner, Song Qiming gave it to Monkey King.

But these things are of no use to Monkey King, and they have not triggered any inspiration.

Song Qiming sighed helplessly, it seems that a big guy has to be used, no matter whether it is good or not, in short, let a new thing pass first.

He got up and left the hotel.

I went to the second-hand car market and bought a car that was not registered and did not need to go through formalities.

Going to a 4S store is too troublesome, and the second-hand car market is relatively easy.

After buying the car, Song Qiming put it in the storage space and sent it to Monkey King.

"Brother Monkey, what do you think of the new stuff?" Song Qiming asked.

Monkey King accepted the red envelope: "This time the guy is quite big, how should I use it?"

Song Qiming taught Sun Wukong in detail how to start the car and how to drive.

It just...failed.

Monkey King can't drive at all, the key is that he can't start it.

This made Song Qiming speechless. He remembered that he had already filled up the gas, so why couldn't he drive it?
"I did some research, and this thing is at best a mount, and it's not obedient and not very humane, but I can also see that you have given up a certain amount of thought, so I will reluctantly inform the God of Cookery, but I Ugly words can be said before, but I don’t guarantee if the idiot will do the math for you.”

At this time, Monkey King finally gave a response.

Song Qiming was almost moved to tears. Although the car was useless to Song Qiming, it moved Monkey King anyway.

Song Qiming hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Brother Monkey, I will work harder in the future to find new things."

"Yes." Monkey King.

soon.

In just a few minutes, Monkey King sent a red envelope.

Song Qiming clicked on it directly.

"Get the red envelope from the Monkey King: Dragon Banquet. It has been stored in the storage space."

"Dragon Feast: Food made with magic dragon as the main raw material."

Very simple introduction.

But Song Qiming couldn't help but gasped.

This shit is dragon meat!
The magic dragon is also a dragon!
Is heaven so extravagant? This is a real dragon!
Song Qiming took out the Dragon Banquet from the storage space.

There was a whole table set up.

Although they are all pieces of meat, it is hard to tell what kind of creature it is, but the color of the flesh is golden yellow.

Moreover, as soon as the meat appeared, Song Qiming felt that the aura around him became stronger in an instant.

Indistinctly, the surroundings became a little blurred.

However, the aura emanating from the Demon Dragon Feast was so rich that it turned into a golden mist.

Song Qiming just took a sniff, and felt his whole body tremble, and the aura in his body faintly surged.

There was even a strong burning sensation coming from the dantian.

"boom!"

Then, Song Qiming felt that at this moment, a huge explosion happened in his dantian, and all the spiritual energy in it collapsed in an instant.

However, Song Qiming was not harmed.

The spiritual energy disintegrated, but it slowly surged into the limbs and bones for a strengthening.

Then, all the spiritual energy poured into the dantian again.

"boom!"

Song Qiming felt that his dantian was extremely full at this moment, and a ray of light suddenly burst out from his eyes.

he……

Breakthrough!
Just smelling the golden breath of the Dragon Banquet, he broke through directly.

This is simply a weapon for cultivation, not food at all.

Tianting is really extravagant, and what he eats is dragon meat that he can break through by sniffing it.

Song Qiming clicked his tongue secretly.

However, now is not the time to think too much, but to clean and consolidate one's realm is the kingly way.

Hastily sat down cross-legged, slightly closed his eyes, and fell into cultivation.

Not much time.

Because of the blessing of the golden breath, Song Qiming only took a moment to completely consolidate his realm and stay firmly in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Song Qiming opened his eyes and looked at the magic dragon feast on the table.

At this moment, he suddenly didn't want to give this magic dragon feast to Zhu Bajie.

This meal of the Dragon Banquet might not be of much use to an existence of Zhu Bajie's level, just like eating white rice by oneself.

But it's different for me!

When practicing in the future, if you take out this magic dragon banquet, isn't that strength like riding a rocket, rising slowly?

(End of this chapter)