Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 236 Appearance
Ye Mao's current feeling is really wonderful, he is making soup at more than ten times the speed.

The most powerful thing is that once there is a problem somewhere, there will be a wonderful feeling to guide him, so that he can immediately find out and solve the problem.

He was immersed in this wonderful state, unable to extricate himself, and wholeheartedly comprehended the mystery of making soup.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

As time passed, the shock in Mr. Cai's heart became stronger, which made the two decisions more firm.

When approaching the fourth hour, Ye Mao finally woke up.

With his eyes fixed, he immediately rushed to Cai's kitchen, intending to formally display what he had comprehended in that wonderful realm through practice.

"It's a rare opportunity for him to make soup. Remember to observe carefully and not let go of any details." Mr. Cai mentioned his granddaughter Cai Xiaomei.

Cai Xiaomei nodded heavily and looked at Ye Mao.

Ye Mao chops vegetables, adds water, and cuts ingredients, etc., with extremely fast movements, but without a trace of panic, full of a unique sense of beauty, a kind of demeanor that controls everything.

She had felt this feeling from her grandfather, but it was not as strong as that from Ye Mao.

Ye Mao is making thirteen kinds of nine-grade treasure soup, but he is doing it in an orderly manner. Every soup is under his close supervision. He adds soup symbols and seasonings from time to time...

About half an hour later, there were various aromas wafting out from the kitchen, covering half of the city with this aroma, causing people to salivate frequently.

"Mr. Cai's soup technique has improved even more!"

Everyone mistakenly thought that Mr. Cai was making the soup.

An hour later, Ye Mao lifted the lid of the first pot of soup, and saw nine feet high red light sprayed out of the soup, and in the bright red light, a bunch of golden flames were beating.

"This, this is the ultimate golden flame!" Mr. Cai was trembling with excitement. A soup made like this has reached the extreme and can be praised by people writing books.

This is far more valuable than an alchemist refining a perfect level of elixir.

Cai Tan, the patriarch of the Cai family, made soup all his life. In the end, there were three kinds of precious soup, which manifested the golden flame. This is also the supreme honor that Cai Tan cherished most in his life.

Those three extreme treasure soups were all made by the ancestor Cai Tan in his later years.

But this Ye Mao is young, and it is estimated that he has not been learning soup Dao for a long time, but he has such accomplishments. This soup making talent is simply terrifying.

At this moment, Ye Mao opened the second pot of soup.

"Ah..." Mr. Cai let out a groan in surprise, another nine feet of red light, and another golden flame dancing. Just now, he thought that it was extremely rare for someone to make a kind of extremely precious soup, but then he came up with another one. .

This is too fierce, old man, my heart can hardly bear it.

Also, why do you have a calm face, not the slightest bit happy.

Do you know that it is a great honor for a treasure soup master to be able to make an extremely precious soup, and whoever puts it on will be overjoyed.

Ye Mao then uncovered the third pot of soup, still nine feet red light, still beating golden flames.

Grandpa Cai bit his tongue in shock and grinned in pain. He didn't know what expression to show next. Every time Ye Mao opened a pot of soup, nine feet of red light and golden flames would emerge from the soup.

In the end, all the thirteen pots of soup that Ye Mao made were like this.

This is no longer fierce, but a cow, the cow is going to heaven.

The red light and golden flames from these thirteen pots of precious soup suddenly tilted and merged together, and a phantom appeared at the meeting point—it was an old man with white beard, stepping on the void, holding a cane in his hand, laughing .

"Who is this old man, why is he smirking at me?" Ye Mao asked suspiciously.

Mr. Cai's eyelids twitched and the corners of his mouth twitched. This kid is definitely a strange thing. A majestic treasure soup master doesn't even know who this old man is.

Cai Xiaomei said: "Brother Ye, that is our Master Tang Dao - the ancestor of all herbs!"

"Tang Zu looks like this, but why did he come out and giggle?" Ye Mao said.

Cai Xiaomei looked at Mr. Cai, but she didn't know either.

"Tang Zu's smile is called Lao Huai's comfort, implying that Tang Dao has successors. This is also Tang Zu's recognition of you, which is a supreme honor."

Mr. Cai sighed, and continued: "With Tang Zu's approval, it will be much easier for you to enter the 'Heart Soup Wonderland' in the future."

"Oh!" Ye Mao was a little depressed, this scene should be placed on Yutang Peak, and put in this year's annual examination, so that all the disciples and grandchildren will know how powerful this master is.

Mr. Cai was very heartbroken. Entering the "Wonderland of Heart Soup" was the dream of countless treasure soup masters.

And the difficulty of entering the "Heart Soup Wonderland" has been reduced, making it even more coveted. What an exciting thing this is, but this kid just gave a faint "Oh" and didn't take it seriously at all.

Do you know that this is the supreme reward given by the ancestors to the younger generations? Do you know that only a few people in history have received this reward? Do you know that this reward will make your future brighter and more brilliant.

Ye Mao saw that the shadow in the air had dissipated, so he said, "Drink the soup, how about you try it?"

Some of these thirteen kinds of precious soups are used to heal injuries, some are used to replenish blood energy, some are used to restore true strength, some are used to purify human body impurities, and some are used to break through cultivation. In short, they are all very beneficial to the body.

Cai Xiaomei had already been seduced by the aroma, and she couldn't bear it anymore. After eating a few bowls of soup, her cultivation broke through two small levels, from the fifth level of the Wulun Realm to the seventh level of the Wulun Realm. The roots didn't have any effect, and she felt that more benefits had not yet been exerted.

As for Mr. Cai, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

This guy Ye Mao is too speechless, don't you know that when a soup reaches the peak level, it means that its color, aroma, taste, and efficacy have all reached the peak, and there is no need to taste it.

He thought so in his heart, but his movements were not slow at all. He had been making soup all his life, but he had never tasted the real treasure soup a few times, and he had never tasted this kind of nine-grade super treasure soup.

After eating and eating a spoonful of soup, he felt an indescribable wonderful feeling, just like 70 years ago, on the wedding night, he lifted the red hijab on his wife's head and saw her shy smile.

The whole person is indescribably joyful and refreshed from soul to body.

He is a half-step gold-scale talent, trapped in the peak of Wulun realm for more than 60 years, he has tried countless times to attack the not-so-strong martial shackles, but all of them failed.

Now that he had eaten five bowls of soup, the shackles of martial arts that had not been loosened for decades had completely collapsed. With the power of the treasure soup, he rushed into the Martial Mansion Realm and his life span increased by three hundred years.

An old man who was half buried in the ground, at this moment, his body glowed with powerful vitality. His stooped body straightened quickly, his gray hair quickly turned black, and his dry skin, which was as dry as bark, also regained its elasticity.

An elderly man in his 90s has become like a middle-aged man in such a short period of time, full of vigor, vitality, and strong blood.

(End of this chapter)