Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 109 Three Sang Soup

"Is this the way you say you can nourish your soul?"

In a tavern called "Songhe Tower" next to Bailu Academy in Taixu fantasyland, Li Yunsheng looked at the bowl of soup that was as clear as water on the table and asked with doubts.

After playing chess with Chu Yunfan, Sang Xiaoman dragged him here.

"That's right, but the Sansang Tang is just one of them. The reason why the Taixu Illusory Realm is liked by the talisman masters is because there are medicines for nourishing the soul everywhere."

"Like that soul flint?"

Recalling the feeling when he was born with the soul-swallowing flint, Li Yunsheng asked.

"That's right... you won't eat the soul flint directly, will you?!"

Sang Xiaoman nodded first, then turned pale with shock.

"Eat... some."

Li Yunsheng nodded.

"It's such a waste of money!" Sang Xiaoman asked with a heartbroken look: "Do you know what Soul Flint is?"

"do not know."

Li Yunsheng shook his head blankly.

"Soul flint is the crystallization of the soul in the illusory realm after the practitioner enters the illusory realm for the first time. An ordinary cultivator gets only one or two soul crystals after entering the illusory realm for the first time, so it is very, very rare. Normal people wouldn't eat all the introductions about nourishing the soul and taking food potions!"

When Sang Xiaoman said this, Li Yunsheng himself felt a little distressed, because he ate more than one just now, but fortunately he won a lot in the ring, which gave him some comfort.

"Forget it, drink it quickly, you can get more than a dozen soul flints in this bowl!"

Seeing Li Yunsheng's remorseful expression, Sang Xiaoman urged him angrily and amusedly.

Amid Sang Xiaoman's urging, Li Yunsheng half-believingly drank the bowl of "soup" which was like boiled water.

"When you drink it for the first time, you will feel heavy in your head, but it doesn't matter after a while, especially after waking up, you will feel like your whole body has been reborn."

Seeing Li Yunsheng drank it all in one gulp, Sang Xiaoman, who had no time to stop him, frowned and warned.

But Li Yunsheng didn't feel the feeling that Sang Xiaoman said, he shook his head and said:

"It's no different from drinking plain water."

"how is this possible?!"

Sang Xiaoman said in surprise.

"Do you think I look dizzy?"

Li Yunsheng pointed to his face.

"Isn't this store selling us fake things?"

After recollecting the bland taste of the Sansang soup just now, Li Yunsheng asked doubtfully.

"This guest can't talk nonsense."

His words happened to be overheard by the owner of Songhelou who was entertaining guests, and the middle-aged man with big bellies and small eyes sneered.

"Hey, the things in your house are not good. My little junior brother doesn't feel anything after drinking it. Can't we say that?"

Before Li Yunsheng could speak, Sang Xiaoman had already fought back.

She spoke so loudly that almost everyone in the restaurant could hear her.

The owner of this tavern has not been in business for a year or two, and the number of customers he has encountered is beyond count. He has also encountered many customers who deliberately find fault.

I saw him calmly glanced at Sang Xiaoman and Li Yunsheng, and then said calmly with a very magnanimous look:

"So what if I give you another bowl of this Sanmul soup? It's just that you say my stuff is fake, so how dare you eat another bowl?"

Hearing this, Sang Xiaoman was at a loss for words.

Sansang Soup Here is the soul-nourishing soup. For an ordinary cultivator, drinking a bowl in one go is already a limit. , But it will make the practitioner's mind and soul confused and obsessed.

"How difficult is it to eat another bowl?"

Just when the guests in a restaurant looked at Sang Xiaoman and Li Yunsheng with a look on their faces, Li Yunsheng looked at the owner of the restaurant with a puzzled expression.

"Small……"

"That's what you said! If you can't finish drinking, leave all your soul flints today."

Sang Xiaoman just wanted to stop, but was interrupted by the tavern owner.

"Well, I said that."

Li Yunsheng nodded.

"For guests at this table, another bowl of Sanmul soup!"

Before Li Yunsheng had a chance to repent again, the owner of the tavern called the shop assistants. Today, he deliberately wanted to make a fool of these two young brats, and see who would dare to make trouble in Songhe Tower and eat the overlord's meal in the future. .

Soon a bowl full of Sansang soup was brought to Li Yunsheng's table.

Many troublemakers gathered around, wanting to see how these two little guys made a fool of themselves.

"Don't drink."

Sang Xiaoman glanced at the tavern owner, and stretched out his hand to block the bowl of Sansang soup with a cold look.

She wasn't afraid of making a fool of herself, she was worried that something would happen to Li Yunsheng.

"What? Do you want to be hard?"

The tavernkeeper sneered.

Being able to do such a business in the illusory realm, the power behind the restaurant owner will naturally not be weak.

But as the eldest lady of the Sang family in Yanzhou, how could Sang Xiaoman be afraid of him as a restaurant owner?

But just when she rolled up her sleeves and wanted to use the sound transmission talisman to call the Yan family in the illusionary realm, Li Yunsheng next to her quietly picked up the bowl of three mulberry soup and drank it down in one gulp.

"Isn't this plain boiled water?"

Li Yunsheng raised his bowl and frowned at the stunned tavern owner.

This time, the onlookers in the restaurant were not calm anymore. Seeing Li Yunsheng whose face remained unchanged after drinking a bowl of Sansang soup, someone questioned:
"Could it be that your Songhe Tower is really selling water as Sanmulang Tang?"

"Nonsense!" The restaurant owner shouted angrily, "This kid must have used some method to restrain the medicinal power of Sansang Decoction!"

"Then have another bowl."

What the restaurant owner said made Li Yunsheng a little angry, because after the second bowl, he was even more sure that it was boiled water.

"Okay, I want to see how long you can last!"

The restaurant owner said with a green face.

The expression on Sang Xiaoman's face at the side also changed from worry to doubt, this time she did not stop Li Yunsheng.

Ten bowls.

Amidst the stunned onlookers, Li Yunsheng drank ten bowls, but he still didn't feel anything except his stomach was a little swollen.

This time the restaurant owner panicked.

"Did those cooks cut corners?"

Even he himself began to feel unconfident.

The Sansangtang incident ended with the owner of the restaurant secretly stuffing Li Yunsheng with a bag of soul flint amidst the shouts and curses of the restaurant guests.

"One more bowl, I'm afraid I'll die."

Back to reality, Li Yunsheng woke up from the bed and touched the cold sweat on his forehead, feeling a little scared.

It turned out that when he drank the tenth bowl, Li Yunsheng finally felt it. He felt that there was a continuous impact on his soul, and his head was about to be exploded.

Li Yunsheng got up from the bed and sat at the desk next to the bed, making himself a cup of tea. The turmoil in his head finally subsided, and he also breathed a sigh of relief.

"what?"

Just as he was raising his hand to drink tea, under the moonlight, he suddenly found that the red grid symbolizing his longevity on the yarrow bracelet on his hand suddenly had an extra half grid.

　Let everyone wait for a long time, things are already busy, and I will be free next time, I will not let you down, thank you to the book friends who still voted for me during the work break, I am very grateful!

　　


(End of this chapter)