"'Burn fairy grass'?"

The monkey listened to what Tang Sanzang said and searched for memories, but it seemed that he had never heard of such fairy dishes.

"Yes, but unfortunately, I am not very clear about the specific method. I just remember to cook the ingredients and then condense the essence into paste. If it is frozen, the taste will be excellent. Otherwise, if I have the opportunity to make it for Wukong to taste, it will not be bad."

Tang Sanzang said with a pity, and Tang Sanzang could remember the rough process, but unfortunately, the raw material "Immortal Grass" Tang Sanzang didn't know what it looked like. Even if there was such a plant between the world, Tang Sanzang had no way to find it.

After all, this world is just ordinary grass, it is impossible for it to be called "Immortal Grass".

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Sanzang couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, feeling quite a pity.

"well……"

But this sigh came into the monkey's ears, and it felt quite uncomfortable.

The master worked day and night, and now he was unable to do so, and his body was broken. If he wanted to eat a fairy dish, he could only sigh, which really made the monkey feel very uncomfortable.

Could it be that my master, Lao Sun, isn't worthy of enjoying the mere "burning immortal grass"?

Burn fairy grass...burn fairy grass...

No, I, Lao Sun, still need to think of a solution.

The monkey nodded secretly, but was thinking about the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, where were the most immortal grasses cultivated in the Taoist mansions.

Stealing is impossible. Now that I, Lao Sun, has become a disciple of the Sanzang Holy Monk, and has barely entered Buddhism. How can the affairs of Buddhism be called stealing? At most, it is just begging for alms.

However, I, Lao Sun, is not very familiar with cooking skills, and I also found a top-notch chef in the Heavenly Court to beg for alms with them.

The monkey squatted quietly in the corner of the wall, scratching his head from time to time, but was thinking about ways to find vegetarian food for his master, so he could save time and go early and return early.

Tang Sanzang had no intention of driving the monkey out. He unconsciously embarked on the road to travel west year after year, and it has been almost five years since then, and he has been in charge of master and disciple with the monkey for more than four years.

After spending four years together day and night, not to mention a monkey, even Tang Sanzang was used to having a monkey beside him who often scratched his ears and foreheads, was often willful and naughty, but respected him very much.

Afterwards, Tang Sanzang finished the remaining homework, blew out the candlelight and prepared to sleep with his clothes.

However, when Tang Sanzang was about to sleep, he looked at the monkey who was lying on the beam of the house at some point and habitually told him. "Wukong, since he was resting in his teacher's room, he would cover it with his luggage and cover it so that he would not catch a cold."

"I understand, Master." The monkey replied habitually.

Even though Tang Sanzang knew that Feng Han could not do anything to the monkey's indestructible body, he hoped that his concern could drive away the loneliness and coldness in his heart.

And the monkey was also happy and was used to the fact that he often saw his master's instructions in his eyes.

"Stop..."

As Tang Sanzang said softly, he closed his eyes and rested. Ao Yu beside him naturally leaned against Tang Sanzang like a white little cat and blinked his big eyes.

The night is long, and the monkey lying on the beam of the house is half closing his eyes to rest, and half thinking about the matter of "burning immortal grass". He thought that tonight would be as calm as usual, and the quality of the master's sleep will not be disturbed by the outside world.

But at that third update, a gust of cold wind came and whirred.

Almost as the Yin Feng approached, the monkey's fiery eyes suddenly opened. When he looked down, he found that the little female dragon had never fallen asleep, and seemed to have discovered that the strange Yin Feng.

"Ao Yu, look at Master, my old grandson, go and see the situation." The monkey said in a low voice.

Ao Yu, who was leaning against Tang Sanzang, was afraid that his words would wake Tang Sanzang up, so he didn't say a word, but his little head slightly pointed and signaled clearly.

Then, the monkey turned into a breeze and headed out of the meditation hall, looking for the source of the rustling wind.

Before hundreds of meters away, the monkey found a night wandering god ahead, rushing towards his direction with a soul.

"The Yeyou God in front of us stopped and escorted the wronged soul to the side for a long way. Don't move forward again, so as not to scare my master." The monkey flashed and appeared in front of Yeyou God, blocking his way, and said.

When Yeyou Shen saw the monkey, his face could not help but feel panic. He quickly saluted the monkey and said respectfully. "The little god has seen the great saint."

The monkey nodded, and did not despise such a small minion of gods and Buddhas, nor did he mean to do anything difficult for him. He pointed to the side and said.

"You are the god of night travel. My old grandson's master has just fallen asleep. He has to work hard during the day, but he can't sleep. So you go around to avoid the storm of the old man's dream."

"This..." Ye Youshen looked a little embarrassed.

The monkey has been infected with Tang Sanzang's good temper for many years. Seeing Ye Youshen's appearance that he was not happy with this reasonable request, his eyes flashed slightly, but his expression gradually became serious and he said.

"What? But what's the difficulty?"

How could Yeyou Shen have the courage to bear the monkey's anger? He immediately explained. "The Great Sage doesn't know anything, and the little God has also taken the order to take this soul to meet the holy monk."

"Hmm? Come to see the master?" asked the monkey.

"The little god dares not deceive the great saint." Yeyou Shen replied.

"Well..." The monkey nodded slightly. Just when Ye Youshen thought the monkey would let him go, the monkey refused.

"Master, he is already asleep, please come early another day."

"This..." Ye Youshen's expression immediately became a little distressed, and he reminded in a low voice. "Great Sage, the little god came here after he was ordered, so..."

"There are so many messes? The Jade Emperor's old man came to me and my grandson in person if he had any objections. It's so big. Is my master and his elders unable to rest for a while?" The monkey scolded without hesitation.

"When can't come? I have to choose the middle of the night. I will disturb my master's sleep to make me feel comfortable?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you said, but this is also a cause..."

Yeyou Shen saw that the monkey had no intention of letting go, but his life was on his body, so he did not dare to delay the time and said in a pleading tone.
Chapter completed!