Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 773

Ye Mao opened the lid of the soup pot, this time there was no abnormality, the soup was as clear as water.

"Failed again!" Ye Mao picked up the soup pot casually, and poured out the soup, which just happened to splash on the Ten Thousand Years Plane Tree that he chopped off earlier.

In an instant, the sycamore tree revived, and began to grow wildly. The trunk penetrated deep into the clouds, and the branches and leaves spread out, covering the entire Hongluan Palace.

The most astonishing thing is that this Wannian phoenix tree ignited automatically, and the flames were blazing, illuminating the whole world, and it was all red.

If you observe the flame carefully, the flame is beating one strong and one weak, just like the Xuanwu breathing, absorbing the fire spirit by itself, and further becoming stronger.

The red-robed patriarch stared blankly at Huo Wutong at that moment, and said: "This, this is a certain kind of mutation, and it has become the legendary giant sycamore tree. It has a terrifying spirituality and can become a top expert in the holy realm." .”

"Why is this happening?" Ye Mao surrounded the sycamore tree with his hands behind his back, muttering softly as he turned around, "I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out..."

The red-robed patriarch looked at Ye Mao who was in a tangled state, and sighed, this kid cooks soup, why is he so magical, others will never guess what will happen next time he cooks.

Ye Mao was in the yard, staring at the sycamore tree for three full hours, then suddenly shouted: "I understand!"

He immediately ran to start cooking treasure soup for the third time.

Unknowingly, more than half a month has passed, and Ye Mao has failed nine times. Every time he fails to cook, it will always open people's eyes.

The red-robed patriarch sighed secretly, fortunately her cultivation was high enough, otherwise the Hongluan Hall would have been demolished by Ye Mao in the past half a month.

"Pharmacological changes, the mystery of the soup symbol...there is no problem, this time it will be successful." Ye Mao waved his fist with full confidence, and started cooking for the tenth time.

At this time, the injury on Han Wuyi's buttocks had basically healed, so he called Bai Li Cong over for questioning.

"How are you doing with what I ordered you?" Han Wuyi's expression was not very good, he always felt that Bai Li Cong was passive and slowing down his work recently, and he didn't come to report if he didn't ask.

Bai Li Cong said in a low voice: "The method you taught me has a big flaw, it's useless at all."

"What big flaw, how could there be a big flaw? You are clearly incompetent, and you have learned to make excuses." Han Wuyi was extremely angry.

"Ye Mao has been keeping in touch with Kongliu City. As soon as that scumbag heard the rumors, he quickly saw through them. He let out his words this morning..." Bai Licong hesitated to continue.

"You repeat the original words to me, I want to see what that bastard said." Han Wuyi said immediately.

"Ye Mao said you scumbags of the Qianlong Demon Sect, you actually use such little tricks to plot against me, hehe, such a mentally handicapped little trick, my young master didn't even play it when he was three years old.

Also, I would like to remind you, that old woman named Liu, Liu Ruhua, no, Huahua, is about to be recruited.When her confession arrives, you scumbags just wait until the end of the game, hahaha..." Bai Licong repeated in Ye Mao's tone.

Han Wuyi was even angrier when he heard that, not to mention that his plan didn't work, he was defeated by that bastard Ye Mao instead, it's really fucking unlucky.

"Didn't it say that the black sun sage has arrived recently, is there any news?" Han Wuyi felt that he had been unlucky recently.

"I heard that the Black Sun Saint went to Kongliu City, but he disappeared in that city without making any noise." Bai Li Cong felt chills down his back when he heard the news.

"This grandson..." In a rage, Han Wuyi grabbed a teacup and smashed it, "Retreat all the instant explosion formations in the Jiujin Small Realm to the Soul Breaking Small Realm, and then arrange them properly, and wait When the grandson cultivates the fourth level of the great extreme Taoism, he must be killed."

"Yes!" Bai Li Cong hesitated, "Chairman, the black sun saint lost the news, the senior leaders in the church will not let it go, and will definitely send more powerful masters over, the next time will be the end of Kongliu City."

"It's up to you..." Han Wuyi suddenly caught a glimpse of a black figure passing by outside the window, and shouted: "Who..."

He hurriedly chased them out, and saw black shadows shooting out from the direction of the Red Luan Hall, flying towards all directions in the sect, and there were many of them.

These black shadows are invisible, like ghosts, moving very fast, like a gust of wind.

The black shadow just landed on the tree in the yard, condensed into a black crow, staring at him coldly, that gaze made people panic.

Han Wuyi set up his palm as a knife, and slashed down with the knife, the light of the knife was brilliant, the tree was split in two, but the black crow was intact, flapping its wings and flying to the roof, still staring at him coldly.

"This is the monster cooked by that grandson again. In the past half a month, it has been made of cows and rats. Now it has produced black crows. I think that grandson is going to have bad luck." Han Wuyi turned around and turned back. house.

Bai Licong went to work.

Red Luan Hall!
Ye Mao scratched his head in frustration, it was really difficult to be promoted from the fifth grade soup master to the fourth grade, for more than half a month, he kept failing due to various reasons.

He sighed, cleaned up his mood, looked for the reason for the failure, and when he felt tired, he walked into the house and fell asleep.

Unknowingly, the night passed, and not long after dawn, the voice of the red-robed ancestor came from outside the house: "Little Ye'er, come out quickly, you are causing trouble again."

Ye Mao got up and walked out of the house, rubbed his sleepy eyes, stretched his waist, and found that a large group of black crows he made yesterday were gathered in the sky above the Zongmen.

One of the black crows has eyes like projectors, and the eyes emit light beams, projecting a wide color image in the air.

The image was Bai Zhenzhen sitting on the window of her attic, the moonlight shone on her at night, and the night wind made her hair flutter and her dress flutter.

Those long legs looked more beautiful and more charming when she was sitting.

"Beautiful, so beautiful, my goddess!" A disciple in the sect shouted.

Bai Zhenzhen held a flower in her hand, and while tearing the petals, she muttered softly: "Go to see him, don't go to see him..." This sweet voice came to everyone's ears through the image in the air.

"My goddess is pregnant, who is that 'he', damn it..."

"Does it need to be said, it must be that bastard Ye Mao." Such conversations are everywhere.

Bai Zhenzhen also saw the image in the sky, and ran back into the house in shame, covered her head with the quilt, and said in a low voice: "This dead man, why did you make that broken bird? Now, let me go out and meet people."

"You are amazing!" The red-robed patriarch gave Ye Mao a thumbs up.

Ye Mao held his head high and his chest high, with his hands behind his back, and he was proud of himself.

This black crow was shown for a while, and then replaced with another one. This time the protagonist of the video is the Black Soil Saint, and he said cursingly: "What's so great about being the suzerain, can you be selfish when you are the suzerain? Don't think that I don't know you I have a crush on the old woman in the red robe, tsk tsk, what kind of taste is this.

That bun girl beat me up, you wretched bastard doesn't uphold justice, and you actually add fuel to the elders and say that I'm not right, you're so bullying..."

"You are amazing!" Ye Mao gave the red robe patriarch a thumbs up.

The red-robed patriarch coughed dryly, his expression a little unnatural.

At this time, many people saw the boy under the suzerain flying out from the main peak and heading straight for the old man's residence, obviously wanting to talk about life with this saint.

Another black crow started to show a new image. After seeing the image, Ye Mao felt guilty and realized that big trouble was coming, so he hurried to hide in the house.

(End of this chapter)