Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 378 This soup is a bit evil

A red light with a height of 81 feet shot straight into the sky. The brilliance of the light and the majesty of the momentum shocked the pavilion master Qin Hu to the extreme.

As far as Qin Hu knows, everyone judges the grade of treasure soup based on the height of the red light emitted by the treasure soup. Usually, nine feet of red light is nine-grade treasure soup, 36 feet is eight-grade treasure soup, and 72 feet is seven-grade treasure soup. Treasure soup.

And 81 Zhang Chiguang is a real six-grade treasure soup.

"You, you have become a sixth-grade treasure soup master!" The pavilion master's surprised eyes almost popped out.

There are very few treasure soup masters at this level, and the sixth-grade treasure soup they cook can assist monks in the fourth great realm, Zhoutian Realm, to practice, heal their injuries, and so on.

With this alone, Ye Mao can be respected as the Supreme Elder.

Ye Mao jumped up anxiously when he heard the words, and said with a dark face: "What the hell, I cook Qipin Fengchun soup, how the hell did I make it into Liupinbao soup?"

Qin Hu was dumbfounded, Nima, you have cooked Qipin Bao Tang to a sixth grade, and the talent is not enough to describe this guy's strength, this is simply a miracle.

"call!"

The treasure soup actually produced a strange suction force, and the surrounding vegetation, bamboo, etc. quickly turned yellow, and all the vitality in them rushed into the pot of soup.

One mile, two miles, three miles...

The range of withered and yellowed vegetation, centered on the leafy small courtyard, rapidly expanded, and soon half of the Yunshui Treasure Pavilion became withered and yellowed, as if it had entered autumn one step earlier.

"Ye Mao, your soup skills are really superb, I admire you!" Pavilion Master Qin Hu clasped his fists and said.

Ye Mao ignored his sarcasm, stared at the pot of soup closely, observing all the changes in it, and a young seedling grew out of the pot of soup.

The seedling grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even swallowed the green clouds above Xia Linfeng.

"Grass growing in the soup pot, tsk tsk, it's really amazing, it's worthy of being the descendant of Tang ancestor, it really gives your master a good face." Qin Hu, the pavilion master, taunted vigorously.

This kind of opportunity is so rare, he even thought about how to use this incident as an introduction to make Ye Mao lose the opportunity to cook precious soup for those core disciples, so that he could not embezzle the elixir.

When Ye Mao saw the grass in the pot, it quickly grew into a green vine as thick as an arm, and his face gradually became darker than the bottom of the pot.

"My pavilion master has really seen Master Ye's ability today, hahaha..." The pavilion master Qin Hu smiled very happily and presumptuously. It has not been so carefree for a long time.

"Shh!"

The strange vine that grew in the soup pot rushed over like a swimming snake, wrapped around the pavilion master Qin Hu, and entangled the pavilion master Qin Hu in an instant.

The most frightening thing was that sharp spikes suddenly emerged from its front end, piercing Qin Hu's left arm, devouring life madly.

But after a few breaths of effort, there was a large piece of flesh and blood on the arm of the pavilion master Qin Hu, which became like old bark, like a fruit that had lost its moisture and was wilting.

"Damn it!" Qin Hu's complexion changed, and with all his strength, he shook the green vine into several pieces.

After the green vine fell to the ground, it approached automatically, and the fracture squirmed to close.

"Hahaha..." Ye Mao laughed loudly, "You stink so badly."

Pavilion Master Qin Hu's face became very gloomy. What the hell is going on? It's too bad luck for him to be swallowed up by a pot of soup.

He stepped back for a distance to distance himself from the strange vine.

The strange vine recovered and flew up suddenly, entangled Ye Mao.

Ye Mao couldn't help being stunned.

The pavilion owner, Qin Hu, was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, and shouted: "Suck hard, suck that guy dry, and be killed by the demon vine that he made, his name will be immortalized forever."

Ye Mao used all his strength, but he couldn't break the strange vine, so he shouted anxiously: "Go away!"

His innate vitality has not yet recovered, and his lifespan is not very long. If he is sucked to death by this strange vine, it will be really too tragic.

The strange vine let go of Ye Mao, "clicked", fell to the ground, rolled several times, and retreated to the side.

The laughter of the pavilion master Qin Hu stopped abruptly, the strange vine was actually spiritual, obeying Ye Mao's order, and retreated far away.

"Fly up!" Ye Mao raised his hand, and the strange vine really flew up. He pointed at the pavilion master Qin Hu, "Go, hit him with all your strength."

I saw that strange vine about two feet long coiled up automatically, coiled like a rock, "huh", suddenly accelerated, and hit the pavilion master Qin Hu.

The owner of the pavilion, Qin Hu, felt that he was beginning to be entangled by the strange vine, which was also a moment of carelessness. In fact, the strange vine may not be very powerful, seeing it bumping into it.

"break!"

The pavilion master, Qin Hu, let out a low cry, and punched out with a punch. The flames on the fist were lingering, and the temperature was astonishing, and he collided with the strange vine in an instant.

"boom!"

The owner of the pavilion, Qin Hu, "Deng Deng Deng..." took three steps back before stabilizing his body, leaving a row of deep footprints on the ground.

"The hall master of the majestic Yunshui Treasure Pavilion was actually forced to retreat by a pot of soup, haha..." Liu Xiangjun's playful laughter sounded on the wall of Ye Mao's courtyard, "Qin Hu, you are really alive and well!" Go back more."

"What the hell is that a pot of soup?" Qin Hu, the owner of the pavilion, was full of grief and indignation. The first time it was planted carelessly, but this time it was the strange vine that was really extraordinary.

"Pavilion Master Xiaoqin, what's the matter? Is my grandmaster a genius? He cooked a pot of soup casually and asked you to completely worship him." Holding the strange vine, Ye Mao clearly felt that there was something in it. With a faint hint of spirituality, it exudes a joyful mood, showing a kindness towards Ye Mao.

The owner of the pavilion, Qin Hu, flicked his big sleeves, turned his head and left, and was actually taken advantage of twice by a pot of soup. This time he was really ashamed.

"Send me the medicinal materials earlier!" Ye Mao shouted at Qin Hu, the master of the pavilion, and lowered his head to study the strange vines.

To be honest, until now he didn't understand why this strange thing happened, even after analyzing the whole cooking process, he didn't find any problems.

"What species do you think this thing belongs to?" Ye Mao studied for a long time, but found nothing, so he raised his head and asked Liu Xiangjun who was sitting on the courtyard wall.

"That's the new human being you created, and it listens to you very much, so it's your son." Liu Xiangjun teased Ye Mao with a smile. Ye Mao was the only one who could cook such weird things in cooking treasure soup.

Ye Mao couldn't help but rolled his eyes, put away the strange vines, and re-cooked the Qipin Fengchun Soup, this time the cooking went very smoothly and nothing strange happened.

After practicing a few more times, he completely mastered the Qipin Fengchun Decoction.

After about three hours, the pavilion master Qin Hu sent someone to bring the cooking ingredients of Wuyin Tang, and the other elixirs are still in preparation and will take time.

Ye Mao cooked all the ingredients he sent into Qipin Wuyin Soup and sent someone to deliver it to the core disciples, but soon two people came to the door.

(End of this chapter)