Rebirth of Super God Takeaway

Chapter 109 Beef tendon in the magic weapon

"Are we stupid? Are we here to see a young man with an abnormal brain fooling us?" A black-faced monk leaned forward and said in front of Qiuzu layman.

Qiu Zui layman shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Wait a little longer, after all, it is Fairy Qingyu's friend, maybe there will be something special about it."

Black-faced monk: "But what's so special about it, can it turn a basket full of rose petals into a panacea?"

As soon as the black-faced monk finished speaking, a white-faced old man came over.

The white-faced old Taoist took out a mobile phone from his sleeve, and the group voice transmission said: "I don't know if I asked all the fellow daoists to join some time ago, have you joined the 'New Century Mutual Help and Mutual Assistance, Famous and Upright Daoist Friends Group'?"

All the monks looked at the old man with a white face, wondering what he meant when he suddenly used his spiritual sense to transmit these words?
Sensing Daodao's suspicious eyes, the old man with a white face just wanted to continue the sound transmission.

Suddenly, Jiang Heng beside him moved.

He saw that the time was almost up, so he put away his phone and opened the delivery box in front of him.

As waves of refreshing and rich spiritual energy spurted out, coupled with dazzling green lights that kept flashing, all the monks present collectively fell into a state of petrification.

At this time, the black-faced monk thought to himself: "Hey, I can really turn rose petals into elixir, am I so sure I'm not dreaming?"

"This..." Qiu Zui layman also stretched out his hands and rubbed his eyes with an expression of disbelief.

On the other hand, the white-faced old man had a "so sure" expression on his face.

The white-faced old Taoist name is "Wu Yazi", and he is a member of the "New Century Mutual Help and Mutual Assistance Famous and Upright Taoist Friends Group".

As early as a few days ago, a fellow Taoist from Songcheng mentioned that a peerless genius for refining medicine appeared in Songcheng.

It is said that he is also a descendant of the [Pharmaceutical King Xianzong] in the ancient cultivation world.

Even though this [Medicine King Immortal Sect], no matter how many ancient books Wu Yazi searched, he couldn't find out what kind of sect it is?
However, it is an indisputable fact that an alchemist can refine food into elixirs in a short period of time.

A fellow Taoist in Songcheng also mentioned that the profession that this talented pharmacist chose to practice in the world seems to be the delivery boy, what is his name Jiang?

A photo was also attached at the back, urging fellow Taoists who saw him to seize more opportunities and not to offend him.

But now, after seeing the delivery boy in front of him, Wu Yazi suddenly thought of the words of fellow Taoist Songcheng.

He just took out his mobile phone and wanted to look through the previous chat records.

But in order to avoid making mistakes, I used the group spiritual sense to transmit the sound, first to remind fellow Taoists.

Unexpectedly, before the voice could be passed on, and the chat history hadn't been turned over, the other party had already finished refining.

Combined with the strange scene in front of you, you don't need to think too much, this takeaway guy must be the one mentioned by fellow Taoist Songcheng.

At this moment, a sincere smile appeared on Wu Yazi's face.

"Seniors, time is short, but the results are good. Seniors, please come and taste the aura rose petals I refined!" Jiang Heng smiled gently.

"My God, it's aura, it's really aura!"

"Master Patriarch, this disciple has finally seen the truly strong aura in his lifetime!"

"This...isn't it some kind of deceit?"

"Your eyes are lame. Even if a cultivator with a first-rank cultivation base uses blindfolding techniques, how can you not see through it with your fourth-rank cultivation base? What a sand sculpture!"

"..."

Hearing the discussions around him, Jiang Heng was already happy.

The monk who looked down on him before was afraid to look at him seriously now.

At this moment, Wu Yazi knew that it was not time for him to be silent.

He walked to Jiang Heng with a smile, bent down and squeezed out a piece of spiritual rose petal from the delivery box, and stuffed it into his mouth.

As the rich aura flowed down his throat, Wu Yazi immediately closed his eyes and showed a relaxed expression.

After a few breaths, Wu Yazi opened his eyes, and said slowly: "Dear friends, don't be confused, this is real spiritual energy. The richness of the spiritual energy is probably higher than that of ten thousand years ago. No less than."

"Is this true?"

"Hey, takeaway fellow Taoist, give me a piece!"

"Can I pack some to take home and eat slowly?"

"Go ahead, you still want to pack it? Believe it or not, I'll pack you into a 'bag' every minute?"

"..."

The monks ran towards Jiang Heng scrambling to be the first, and each of them pinched one of the petals of aura, with unconcealable joy in their eyes.

"Hahaha, everyone, slow down, don't rush. If you want to eat a feast of spiritual energy, just order my takeaway, no matter where you are, I will be there quickly. Don't worry that I can't deliver it, because I am The sheep god who can't even catch up with the lightning!" Jiang Heng started bragging unconsciously.

Even if the little sheep has been blasted to pieces.

But after returning to Songcheng, Jiang Heng can naturally buy another one for modification.

Anyway, the most indispensable thing now is good reviews.

Just this wave of operations brought nearly [-] praise points to Jiang Heng.

Including the remaining 4 points before, Jiang Heng's praise points are about to break through the [-] mark again.

Before, I always felt that it was hard to earn good reviews.

But combined with some of the circumstances of these two days.

Jiang Heng suddenly discovered that praise points are not so hard to earn.

Seeing the group of monks eating happily and with happy expressions on their faces, Jiang Heng suddenly thought of the purple and black gourd on his waist.

This was picked up on the ground when he ran to Lan Cairan before, and it was the evil magic weapon used by the Hun Sect Master to suck people's lives and souls.

Jiang Heng's eyes widened when he thought that this gourd was a magic weapon.

"It's going to be a long night and a lot of dreams. Why not take this opportunity to add some positive points?" Jiang Heng began to think to himself.

Thinking of doing it, Jiang Heng picked up the gourd in his hand and sent it to his mouth.

Crackling...cracking...

With an inexplicable and strange sound suddenly sounded, the eyes of the monks who were eating flower petals happily were attracted by Jiang Heng.

In the next second, they were collectively shocked: "(⊙o⊙)!"

Is this... a magic weapon terminator?
"Jiang Heng, if you are really hungry, we can leave right away. Do you want to be so hungry?" Xia Qingyu covered her forehead and said with a look of 'defeating you'.

Jiang Heng bulged his mouth, and his voice turned into a mumble: "I'm a goose...I know it's raised by Bu Chongyin!"

This is the first time Jiang Heng has eaten a magic weapon that is not easy to "chew", even though he can swallow it.

However, compared with those magic weapons that melted in the mouth, this gourd magic weapon is simply the "beef tendon" in the magic weapon, and its "strength" is very strong.

It can be seen from this that the higher the rank of the magic weapon, the less likely it is to be devoured.

Ten minutes later, a whole gourd was swallowed, and it was successfully converted into a string of praise points.

Looking at the positive points on the system interface, Jiang Heng unconsciously opened his mouth wide while hiccupping.

"Hey, are you sure I read it correctly? A gourd magic weapon actually provided me with 30 praise points?"

"My God! Did I eat the legendary artifact?"

(End of this chapter)