Ten days later, Wukong was extremely disappointed and slowly, turned the last page of the "Compendium of Materia Medica", and reluctantly put this extremely thick book into his space bag. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What the hell is this bullshit book in the world? Why can't I see it, where is it? How is it the core element of "Nine Dividing Sticks"? Damn! What is the secret of this book? Why can't I see it? Is it because I'm so stupid? Ahhhh......h , what the hell are you going to read this book!" Wukong kept beating his fist on the little bald head, shouting in extreme frenzy.

The "Compendium of Materia Medica" is composed of two books bound together, and the person who bound the book is obviously the master of Rongfa.

The first book in the Compendium of Materia Medica, written by Master Rong Fa, is about one-tenth of the book, with a total of 537 pages.

This book has no name, the main content in it is the growth characteristics of thousands of strange flowers and plants on the fairy mountain, in addition to the fact that this book is written in the form of notes, while comprehensively recording the characteristics of plants, it is also interspersed with descriptions of the daily life of many Rong Fa masters, Wukong can't see at all, where is the strangeness of this book.

The second book, that's even more!

Wukong took eight full days to read the second book, which is all 5,151 pages, from beginning to end.

After reading this book, Wukong's only feeling is that the author who wrote this book must be a complete lunatic.

In addition to the first and last 64 pages of the second book, the author devotes 5,086 pages to at least 30,000 kinds of ingredients.

That's right, it's the ingredients, and it's exactly the ingredients imagined by the author, the ingredients that don't exist at all in the real world.

The last 64 pages of the second book record the author's imagination of 64 dishes, at this time, the author's imagination seems to be running out, and the 64 dishes he imagined are really not good.

32 barbecue dishes plus 32 fresh soups, that's all there is to the 64 dishes.

After reading the entire "Compendium of Materia Medica", Wukong had two major questions.

First, why is "Gluttonous Cookbook", a broken book written completely blindly, systematically evaluated as the world's first strange book?

Second, is this fantasy cookbook written down by a mad chef really have a half-dime relationship with martial arts?

Anyway, Wukong didn't find that there was even the slightest connection between the two.

"Ahh Forget it, if you can't think of it, you can't think of it. Maybe one day, I'll come up with a pout? Go out and have some fun, and change your mood. Eh, it seems like it's almost that time, so let's go there and have a look. After stretching and comforting himself, Goku stood up and walked to the back door.

After opening the back door, Goku raised his feet and walked outside.

At a glance, 30 meters away, he saw the target he was looking for, so Goku walked to the top of the target.

"Oh my god! It's so tall here!" Goku stood on top of his target, looked down, and immediately exclaimed and erected his back.

In front of Wukong's eyes was the boundless sea of clouds, and he looked down from where he was standing now, and hundreds of meters below his feet was the thick clouds like white sand.

Wukong's location at this moment is on the top of a giant mountain range that I don't know how tall or big!

Stretching out his head to look down to the left, the smooth cliff like a mirror, after sticking out of the clouds for hundreds of meters, stretched to the left, I don't know how far it was.

Stretching out his head to look down to the right, the smooth cliff like a mirror, after sticking out of the clouds for hundreds of meters, stretched to the right, I don't know how far it was.

On the left and right sides of Wukong's body, the crystal-like ice bamboos that grow are also growing along the top of the mountain in the left and right directions, I don't know if there are tens or tens of billions of trees.

About a kilometer ahead, above the boundless sea of clouds, the huge "island" that stands under the light of the sun is Guoxian Mountain.

"Isn't it written at this time? Why don't you move? Could it be that I have misremembered the time?" Wukong looked down at the twenty-meter-thick Canglong vine at his feet, and said suspiciously.

This Canglong vine was planted here by Master Rongfa 90 years ago, when it was only 20 meters long and the thickness of an adult's arm.

Ninety years have passed, and the diameter of this male green vine has grown to twenty meters thick, and the trunk that hangs down from the top of the mountain is no more or less long at this time, just a full kilometer long.

"Isn't that damning? This thing is so thick! According to the book, I'm going to have to cut off the front of it after a while. God, how big a knife should I prepare then?" Wukong was talking to himself in distress, when the male green vine under his feet suddenly moved slightly.

At the same time, the huge red female vine hanging down from the Immortal Mountain also began to move slightly.

One female and one male, one red and one green, two twenty-meter-thick and one-kilometer-long dragon vines, as if like the two arms of a giant, slowly and elegantly lifted up from under the sea of clouds towards the red sun in the sky.

Together, they split the sea of clouds in two, and they jointly leaned their torsos towards each other.

The green dragon and the red dragon rose higher and higher, higher and higher...... Finally, they successfully met each other, and then, the couple vine, who can only hug once a day, gently snuggled up to each other.

Then, slowly, gently, as if playful, the couple wrapped themselves around each other's bodies.

So, in less than ten minutes, a dream bridge that was erected above the sea of clouds and spanned a full kilometer appeared in front of Wukong.

"Is this sturdy or not? No, when I get to the middle of the bridge, these two are stupid, and then they will be separated. Then when I do, won't I have to cry to death?" Wukong looked at the bridge under his feet worriedly, and muttered to himself in distress.

"Forget it, the book says they can only make out for fifteen minutes. I'd better stop wasting my time and get over to the right place. As soon as he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, the little fat man mustered up his courage, and walked towards the other side of the bridge and crossed the fairy mountain with his head held high.

Although the ground of the bridge is very uneven, it is very stable in terms of stability.

Wukong walked on it, it felt like he was walking on a stone, and there was no soft feeling at all, which showed how strong the torsos of these two dragon vines were.

Soon, Wukong walked to the middle of the bridge, and suddenly, he smelled a faint fragrance, this fragrance is very special, it seems to be absent, it seems to be intermittent, and it is amazing that as Wukong gets closer to the other side, the fragrance changes faster.

For a while, this fragrance seems to be the smell of sandalwood in front of the Buddha, for a while, this fragrance seems to turn into a faint lotus, mixed with a little mint fragrance, and for a while, this fragrance seems to become a fragrance composed of cold plum and begonias, and for a while,......... In short, no matter how much this fragrance changes, people who smell this fragrance will feel exceptionally happy and refreshed.

In this way, with this strange fragrance along the way, Wukong finally came happily, and it was completely owned by him alone, the first treasure mountain in the world - Guoxian Mountain.