Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 246 Something went wrong again

Ye Mao went back to the residence to rest for a while, had breakfast, and began to think about what went wrong with the pot of Bapinbao porridge last night.

At this moment, I recalled the entire cooking process and thought about every detail, but I didn't find any problems.

He looked through the notes left by the ancestors of the Cai family and checked the experience of Tang Dao passed down to him by his master Mu Renfeng, but he still didn't find any problems.

The most fearful thing about making soup is that something goes wrong and you can't find it.

Ye Mao had no choice but to go to Xiaoshuge to look up the notes left by his predecessors. After searching for two hours, he still found nothing, so he could only return to Xia Linfeng.

"There must be something missing, I'll look for it again?"

Ye Mao came to the kitchen for the second time, looked at the soup pot in front of him, there was nothing in it, he couldn't see anything.

He wanted to leave, but suddenly he smelled a very faint smell. After searching carefully, the smell came from the soup pot, but it was not the unique aroma of food.

"Is there something wrong with the soup pot itself?"

Ye Mao focused his eyes, and immediately went to check the rest of the soup pots he bought yesterday. They were all placed under the table, but there was no such smell on the soup pot.

"Teacher, come here!" Ye Mao called Cai Xiaomei out of the room, "Who has touched the soup pot that I bought yesterday before me?"

"Just me!" Cai Xiaomei said.

"Did you wash that pot with clean water?" Ye Mao asked.

Cai Xiaomei said: "No, I used fire lin powder."

"Fire Lin powder?" Ye Mao heard of this kind of thing for the first time, "Bring it to me."

Cai Xiaomei ran into the kitchen, took out a small bag of white powder in the corner, and said, "Look, this is it. Things washed with it are very clean."

Ye Mao put it under his nose and sniffed it lightly. The smell was almost exactly the same as the faint smell from the soup pot.

The reason why that pot of soup failed was probably because of Huolin powder.

"Master, did you fail in that pot last night because I washed the pot with fire lin powder. But after I washed the pot with fire lin powder, I washed it with water many times." Cai Xiaomei's face was full of tears. is lost.

She felt that she was too stupid, a person with such a powerful master, but failed because of her.

"Rinse it with water, it just looks clean, not necessarily clean." Ye Mao shook his head.

"Master, please punish me, it's all my own fault," Cai Xiaomei said.

But Ye Mao laughed, touched her head, and said: "There are countless accidents in this world every day, and it is precisely because of these accidents that life becomes interesting.

Without this accident, none of our cultivation bases would have increased significantly.

It is also the experience brought by this accident that I may use it to create a treasure soup to speed up my practice in the future, so don't be afraid of accidents. "

The disappointment on Cai Xiaomei's face disappeared. She smiled sweetly and said, "Master, what should I do with that soup pot? I'll do it now?"

"Put it in boiling water, boil it for about a stick of incense, and prepare another batch of ingredients for making Bapinbao porridge soup." Ye Mao smiled, sat on the wicker chair in the yard, closed his eyes and meditated .

Not long after, Ye Mao started to cook the Eight Grade Precious Congee Soup, this time the production went very smoothly, he successfully made a Eight Grade Intermediate Precious Congee Soup.

This time the production was successful, reaching the intermediate level, which is already very powerful, but Ye Mao is not satisfied.

However, this is the beginning of cooking. He knows a lot of things, but because he is not proficient, he can't achieve the best level.

After practicing more times, he has full confidence to cook the eight-grade extremely precious porridge soup.

I used to drink Jiupinbao soup, but I couldn't feel its efficacy, that's because of my high cultivation.

Drinking Bapinbao Soup now feels different.

He clearly felt that his flesh and bones were slowly becoming stronger as he absorbed the special power contained in Bapinbao Congee Soup.

Ye Mao inherited Master Mu Renfeng's Tang Dao experience, plus he learned from the experience of the ancestors of the Cai family, his Tang Dao is very stable.

Every time before cooking treasure soup, he prepared it carefully, thought of all kinds of problems that would arise, and even evolved several times in the sea of ​​consciousness before doing it.

After he learned Bapin Treasure Congee Soup, he began to cook Bapin Peishou Soup. This kind of soup is also relatively simple, and it is most suitable for practicing hands and laying the foundation.

After a day, he prepared the ingredients, learned the soup symbols, and started cooking.

This kind of learning speed is far behind even Xiao Qinghan and Fengzhu Xiao.

Ye Mao's cooking of Bapin Peishou Soup was the same as the first time he cooked Bapin Treasure Porridge Soup. It went very smoothly in the early stage, but there were problems in the later stage.

When he lifted the lid of the pot, the soup in the pot automatically condensed into a skull, exuding a strong evil spirit, and bit him fiercely with a "swish".

"Dengdengdeng..."

Shocked, Ye Mao quickly backed away, and at the same time, the Cang Lang Sword appeared in his hand, and he quickly slashed down.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the sword seemed to have been cut on the iron stone, Ye Mao's right hand went numb, and the Canglang sword in his hand was almost shaken flying.

Although he didn't use all his strength for the attack just now, it was enough to kill a monk at the early stage of Wufu Realm. Such an attack was actually blocked by the soup skull.

This movement was not small, and Cai Xiaomei, Jiang Hailiu, Li Xuexin, Huo Mingfeng and others noticed it, and even Liu Xiangjun was alarmed. After everyone arrived, they looked at Ye Mao and Tangye Skull in amazement.

"Where did the skull come from?" Liu Xiangjun couldn't see the details of the skull at all.

Cai Xiaomei said weakly: "My master was cooking treasure soup just now, it must have been melted by the soup."

The crowd was stunned.

Liu Xiangjun laughed and said, "Ye Mao, you won't be defeated by a pot of soup you made yourself!"

Ye Mao's heart was burning with depression, this skull was too weird, he managed to split it open, but it didn't work, the skull gathered itself again.

Seeing that it was not working, he resorted to the "bath of fire" in the Ice Soul Great Swordsmanship to melt it into ice. Now that it was done, not only did it not disintegrate it, but it made it very hard.

It exudes a strong cold air, flying in the courtyard, slamming into Ye Mao again and again, each collision makes a loud noise.

"Your uncle!" Ye Mao was irritated, and couldn't bear Liu Xiangjun's ridicule. He felt a faint spirituality contained in the skull, and directly used "excalibur" to smash that trace of spirituality.

The soup skull immediately hung in the air, motionless and lost its ability to attack.

"Since I created it, I can naturally destroy it." Ye Mao looked at Li Xiangjun, raised his eyebrows, snorted, and then fetched the Flowing Fire Leaf, urging it to move.

The flames from the flowing fire leaves wrapped around the soup skull, and he wanted to use the flames to completely burn the monster.

(End of this chapter)