Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 437 Not a Mortal
The ancient ivy tree set a rule that when a monk is fighting it, no one can attack the monk who is fighting it, otherwise he will be killed by it directly.

In this way, we can only find a way to deal with this bastard outside the rules.

While silently absorbing the power of the medicine to heal his wounds, Ye Mao was running his brain at full speed to think of a solution.

"Yes, cooking treasure soup!" Ye Mao's eyes lit up suddenly.

Asking Xue Jingshu to stand aside, he sat down cross-legged and took out the soup pot, fire leaves, chopping board, ingredients and so on.

This move caught the attention of everyone present.

"This kid seems to be a treasure soup master. There are still people learning this these days..." Kong Yan looked at Ye Mao curiously, but after a few glances, his brows frowned.

He comes from a big family, so he has seen Master Bao making soup, but this boy is not making soup. With such a fierce fire, he wrapped the whole casserole and burned it vigorously. It seems that he has no technical content.

Also, how complicated it is to condense the soup talisman, he just waved his hand, and it was over in a hurry.

Kong Yan couldn't help but shook his head, the cooking was definitely a failure.

In fact, what Ye Mao wants to cook is the failed product.

However, with the effort of two sticks of incense, white gas came out of the soup pot, and the white gas quickly diffused with a strong aroma of wine.

"Smells like wine, obviously failed!" Kong Yan likes to drink very much, once smelling this kind of wine, it is a rare good product, "Could it be the legendary drunk soup."

After taking two strong breaths, he felt dizzy and a little drunk.

Kong Yan was secretly surprised: "The smell of alcohol is too strong, even Zhou Tianjing cultivators can quickly get drunk."

In order to increase the power of the wine, Ye Mao multiplied the ingredients several times, and the most intense wine drifted to Sima Xuanmo with the wind.

All Sima Xuanmo's attention was on the battle, so he didn't know what happened afterwards. At first he smelled alcohol, but he didn't take it seriously, thinking that someone was drinking.

But when he noticed something was wrong, he immediately sealed his mouth and nose. Unfortunately, the smell of alcohol was very strange, so it was useless to do so.

In addition, his soul was injured, his mind suddenly became unconscious, and he was immediately sent flying by the ancient ivy tree.

Sima Xuanmo persisted for a total of three sticks of incense, and naturally he also got the ivy fruit, but unfortunately he was in a daze like drunk, and fell asleep soon.

After getting the ivy fruit, if you don't concentrate on absorbing the essence of the ivy fruit, then the essence will leak out from the pores in your body.

Although Kong Yan, Zhang Lingfeng and others did not manifest their palm veins, they absorbed some of the essence of Ivy Fruit, and their comprehension of their palm techniques reached a new level, which can be regarded as a harvest.

But Sima Xuanmo was different, after he got the ivy fruit, he was drunk, his mind was not clear, and he didn't even absorb a wisp of the ivy fruit's energy.

That is to say, although he took the first step to snatch an ivy fruit by virtue of vicious means, he did not get any benefit in the end.

Seeing this scene, You Ji, Zhang Lingfeng and the others couldn't help sighing: "Sima Xuanmo won't lose money by stealing chickens. After he wakes up, he probably will regret it."

Yun Piaopiao couldn't help laughing, Ye Mao was so reckless to offend Sima Xuanmo, and when Sima Xuanmo woke up, he would definitely kill him, that's a later story.

However, after Ye Mao put the alcohol on Sima Xuanmo, he immediately started "flowing steps" and rushed towards the ancient ivy tree.

At this time, his injuries have completely recovered, and his mind is filled with all kinds of inspirations from observing the people fighting the ancient ivy tree during this period of time.

He directly unfolded the little thousand spirit hand, bursting out the characteristics of the little thousand spirit hand, which is clear, fast, and fast, and attacked the ancient ivy tree first.

The ancient ivy tree's attacks were as steady and heavy as ever. It lightly blocked Ye Mao's attacks again and again, as if analyzing and adapting to his palm technique.

At this moment, Ye Mao only had the word "fast" in his mind. For this word, he even used the "Shadow Profound Technique", and his right hand turned into afterimages, elusive, and attacked at high speed.

He "slapped..." towards the branch of the ancient ivy tree, and quickly slapped, one after another, each slap hit the opponent's weak point.

As a result, the power of the ancient green vine tree became slack, and the palm technique lost its heavy and steady charm, and was suppressed by him.

The most essential core of "Little Thousand Spiritual Hand" is more than one, it can be light and fast, it can be fierce and domineering, and it can also respond to reality...

Ye Mao has been thinking about how to exert the greatest power of the "Little Thousand Spiritual Hand" when confronted with an enemy?
Now he understands that the "Little Thousand Spiritual Hands" are vast and profound, with thousands of changes. When facing an enemy, whichever one can restrain and defeat the enemy is the best and the most powerful.

Just a small test with a sledgehammer, the effect is good, it actually suppressed the ancient green vine tree, forcing the ancient green vine tree to change another set of palms.

This set of palms flashed like lightning. It was obvious that the opponent wanted to suppress him with speed palms, but he was not afraid. With the blessing of "Shadow Profound Truth", the strength used by the opponent was not much different from him, so how could he suppress him in terms of speed.

Unless the ancient ivy tree uses the blessing of the profound meaning, but the ancient ivy tree is not the old man who opened the sky after all, it is just an ancient tree, so it should not be able to use the profound meaning.

As soon as Ye Mao had this thought, he immediately felt a mysterious aura in the opponent's palm print, Nima, that's Ben Lei's profound meaning.

He was slowly suppressed, so he immediately changed his strategy, stopped with silence, and began to counter-press the opponent.

Looking at Ye Mao in the battle, Yun Piaopiao was a little dazed, and murmured: "This guy is a swordsman, why is he so accomplished in the palm of his hand, it's all five sticks of incense."

"Ten, twelve sticks of incense!" An Jiachen was a little dizzy. He thought Tang Xiaoguo's grades were already very evil, but this guy is even more evil.

"Twenty sticks of incense!" Someone exclaimed.

Kong Yan, Zhang Lingfeng and others felt that their self-esteem was severely trampled by this pervert.

"puff!"

Wu Qingyue suddenly released a lot of Ivy Fruit's energy, and then she opened her eyes, looked at her right hand and said with a smile: "The first palm vein has half manifested!"

When she asked Kong Yan, Zhang Lingfeng and others, she was even more happy when she learned that they all failed, and she couldn't help but excitedly said: "No one can match my aptitude, hahaha..."

"Don't be shy, it's not you first." Kong Yan pouted at Tang Xiaoguo, "Did you see her? She supported ten sticks of incense in the hands of an ancient ivy tree. She has strong aptitude, and the manifested palm veins must be stronger You are many."

"It's not bad to be second in the world." Wu Qingyue glanced at Tang Xiaoguo, feeling a little surprised.

Kong Yan shook his head and said: "No, No, No. [-] in the world is still not your turn. There is another guy who is better than you. That guy is simply not a mortal."

(End of this chapter)