Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 193 What kind of material is this

Huang Xiaolong carried the rubbish down Xia Linfeng with a depressed face. When he arrived at the outskirts of the Outer Gate Mountains, there was a rubbish recycling point. He threw the rubbish out casually.

Just as he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of a black unknown object in Ye Mao's pile of garbage. It looked like a piece of iron, but its surface was smooth, and it looked a bit like a spar.

Out of curiosity, he picked it up and looked at it carefully, but he didn't recognize it.

Huang Xiaolong has been fond of refining weapons since he was a child, he has read many books on refining weapons, he has also learned the art of refining weapons, and he has refined many quasi-spiritual weapons.

He knows a lot of refining materials, and feels that this thing looks like some kind of refining material, but he doesn't know it.

"Cut it open and have a look!" Huang Xiaolong changed his mind, took out a dagger, and chopped it on the black material, but no trace was left.

He continued to cut it a dozen times, but still did not leave a trace.

"No way, I'm a cultivator at the ninth level of the Wulun Realm. I have attacked so many times without leaving a trace. The hardness is too terrifying." Huang Xiaolong was shocked.

Such a hard thing must be some kind of precious material, that kid Ye Mao is lucky, he threw it away like trash, what a prodigal.

Huang Xiaolong has been thinking about refining a treasure, but refining a treasure requires extremely precious materials, and the price is getting higher and higher, and he can't afford it at all.

It is also impossible for the family to buy that kind of good material for him to practice.

Now that there is such an extremely hard material in front of him, he feels that this is a good opportunity given to him by the gods, and he must use this material to prove that the self-taught art of refining is not just a show.

Huang Xiaolong excitedly took the piece of black material and rushed towards his residence. He wanted to prepare everything to refine a treasure.

While he was concentrating on researching what kind of treasures to refine with that piece of material, Ye Mao was starting to figure out the soup symbol of the treasure soup porridge.

After studying so many alchemy techniques of the eighth and ninth grades, he found that the alchemy symbols in alchemy were almost the same as the soup symbols, but the alchemy symbols were more concise.

It was also after learning so many talismans that he developed a unique "sense of talismans".

This "sense of character" and sense of language are the same thing. Take learning English as an example. As long as you recite a lot of English texts and have enough accumulation, when you encounter multiple-choice questions in the exam, you only need to read the answer.

With this unique sense of talisman, when pondering the soup talisman, it seems that there is some kind of strange feeling guiding him.

He adjusted the order of the eight soup talismans of Jiupinbao porridge soup, and adjusted the amount of energy required for each soup talisman to condense, each of which was different, and then began to experiment.

In the process of experimentation, keep pondering and adjusting.

Before I knew it, the night passed.

"This pot should be the most perfect!" Ye Mao was waiting silently.

The red jade carving was also with him, it was very miserable that night, Ye Mao took it to try the soup, it was burnt by the sparks, it was very poor, it lost the slightest appearance of a horse.

At one point it nearly burned to death!
However, having said that, this is also an opportunity. Although it has been miserably dealt with, its physical strength has been greatly increased due to those soups, and it feels like it is only a little bit short of entering the Martial Mansion Realm.

Two quarters of an hour later, Ye Mao opened the casserole, and the red light that emerged from the pot was extremely bright, and the power of stars in the sky was drawn down and melted into the soup.

This made the red light coming out of the soup brighter and brighter, and could be seen from far away.

The gray-robed woman who hadn't shown up that night came again. She directly picked up the casserole, and a cold air emerged from her palms, lowering the temperature of the treasure soup in the pot.

She picked up the pot, and it was close to her mouth, but she suddenly paused, took a bowl from the side, poured a small amount of it into it, and said, "This is your reward!"

Ye Mao smiled wryly and was speechless, he made this porridge and soup, and he bought the ingredients with his own money, yet now he wants others to reward him.

This woman is so annoying.

The woman in the gray robe held up the casserole and finished the treasure soup porridge very boldly.

"Well, this is very good, hurry up and make me drunk raw soup!" She confessed, and then walked away.

Ye Mao picked up the bowl of porridge soup, took a sip, and tasted it carefully, it was really delicious in the world, there was a star power, which spread from the abdomen, and traveled all over the body, and most of the fatigue of the night was gone.

He smiled with satisfaction, caught a glimpse of Hongyu Diao looking at him eagerly, and couldn't help scolding: "Damn, what are you looking at, you ate all the soup made at night, are you a fool?"

The red jade carving was extremely wronged, the ones made at night were all half-finished products with problems, but this time they are the real finished products, and the effect must be much greater than before.

Ye Mao was very dissatisfied and gave Hong Yudiao a small half. After eating the precious soup and porridge, he walked around the yard and went back to his room to sleep.

It may be that he thought about it day by day and dreamed at night. After he fell asleep, he actually figured out the recipe of drunk raw soup in his dream. It was like a miracle.

"It should be that these two talismans are swapped. Why didn't I think of it before, it's wonderful, it's wonderful..." He suddenly felt a pain in his ear, and subconsciously cursed, "That bastard bastard, how dare he break the ground on his head and live?" ..."

Then he saw the person in front of him clearly. She was wearing a gray robe and combed her hair, but she wore a silver mask on her face.

This is clearly the woman in the gray robe!

"Curse me, keep on cursing, I didn't take good care of you last night, did your skin itch again?" There was an evil spirit in this voice.

"I didn't know it was you! If you have anything to do, just tell me immediately, and I will do it right away." Ye Mao immediately apologized.

The gray-robed woman said coldly: "I told you a long time ago, I told you to make drunk soup for me quickly, how dare you sleep in here and ignore my words."

"No, I just don't understand. Senior, you have a high level of cultivation and live within the range of Yutang Peak. Your ability to cook treasure soup must be far beyond my comparison. Why do you want me, a treasure soup apprentice, to make soup for you? "Ye Mao said.

"Whoever lives within the range of Yutang Peak must be a treasure soup master. This seat is an alchemist. If you can't make drunken soup tonight, I will make you." The gray-robed woman flicked her big sleeves , turned around and left.

Ye Mao smiled wryly, turned around and walked into the study room, wrote out the nine possible successful soup recipes that he had pondered in his dream, and then began to practice condensing the soup symbols.

With the previous experience of practicing soup symbols, he did not encounter any problems in condensing the soup symbols this time. He practiced over and over again, and when the sun was about to set, he finally managed to master the soup symbols.

Ye Mao prepared the ingredients and started cooking the drunken soup he had concocted.

Everything was going well at first, but when the soup was almost ready, the casserole started to emit mist.

Like a cloud, the mist spread towards the surroundings at an extremely terrifying speed, covering Xia Linfeng in the blink of an eye, and further covering the twenty or so peaks around Xia Linfeng.

(End of this chapter)