Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 999

Human Race, Shen Family Village!

The sun has just risen and a new day has begun.

In a small farmyard at the east end of the village, there was a girl with a round face, gentle eyebrows, and delicate features, who was cooking fish soup.

Although the clothes she wore were very shabby, it was still difficult to conceal her delicate and stunning appearance.

After she made the fish soup, she quickly poured it into a bowl and carried it to the next courtyard.

"Shen Yue, you went to deliver food to that bastard again, you, didn't he just save you once. It's been three years, he doesn't do anything, he eats and drinks all day long, when will he be a head? Ah." A fat aunt passing by looked at the girl and yelled.

"Auntie, keep your voice down, don't let Brother Ye hear you." Shen Yue hurried away after saying this.

"This silly girl." The fat aunt shook her head and saw Shen Yue's mother in the yard, "Sister Shen, that person surnamed Ye is an old Lai, he is dependent on you, let's drive him away as soon as possible." .”

Shen Yue's mother said: "Xiaoyue is just like his father, she is a stubborn person, very stubborn, if she disagrees, I can't help it."

"Shen Yue's father left early. Your own family is living in poverty, but it's a big deal for that bastard. He must have used despicable means to threaten and control Shen Yue. Let's tell the village chief about it as soon as possible." The fat aunt said enthusiastically, "The old village head is a master of Zhou Tianjing, so it's fine to deal with a bum."

"No, no need." Shen Yue's mother quickly refused, "Since Xiaoyue's father passed away, I have never seen her smile. But in the past three years, she has come back from next door every time, very happy."

"Silly big sister, I'm not talking about you. In this way, you are like raising an ancestor." The fat aunt said.

Shen Yue's mother smiled and said, "As long as Xiaoyue is happy, it doesn't matter."

"You..." The fat aunt didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, a shout came from the entrance of the village: "People from Xiejia Village are here to grab our spiritual fruit, everyone, go away."

Shenjiacun and Xiejiacun have been feuding for hundreds of years. The two sides are either robbing spiritual fruits or water for irrigating crops. Every time, people are killed or injured.

The fat aunt rushed towards the entrance of the village, and Shen Yue's mother also hurried over.By the time they reached the entrance of the village, the people from Xiejia Village had already retreated. Five people from Shenjia Village were seriously injured, their heads were bleeding, and they were carried back.

To Ye Mao, these fights in the village were like another world.

In the past three years, all his energy has been devoted to cultivation.

Six months ago, he finally used the "Diamond Bone Formation" to swallow the imitation ghost tower and the piece of good fortune iron, one step closer to cultivating a divine body.

With his physical body, it is estimated that only demigod late monks can hurt him.

Three months ago, he initially cultivated the Underworld in the palm of his hand.

In addition to the way of medicine and fruit, the way of heaven has deduced the way of hell and the way of monsters, all of which are manifested in the underworld in the palm of your hand.

As the way of heaven deduced the way of hell and the way of monsters, he was rewarded with eighteen golden lotuses of merit and virtue, and a ball of hell fire as big as a head.

After absorbing Huangquan Shenhuo, his Huangquan palm technique has reached the state of great success, and its power is more than ten times that of before.

These only took a small part of his energy, and most of his energy was on cooking the treasure soup.

In the past three years, I have cooked holy soup many times, and it was always a phenomenon, either cooking metal, or cooking strange fog, monsters and so on.

Fortunately, he is a master of formations, and he has arranged formations to cover up here, otherwise these visions alone would have alarmed the people in the village.

A month ago, he started cooking Jisheng Soup.

This soup is really difficult to cook, even if he has prepared it for three years, even if he has already received all the inheritance from Tang Zu in these three years, it is still dangerous to cook.

In the 30 days since cooking, there have been [-] incidents. If it wasn't for his profound background, strong strength, and Tang Zu's inheritance, he would have failed long ago.

"Today is the day to join the godhead, this level is the most dangerous." Ye Mao took out the godhead of the black snake demigod, collected himself, and threw it into the soup pot.

Suddenly the whole small courtyard shook violently, all the soup turned into a lifelike giant snake, rushed out of the cauldron, bursting out with supreme ferocious aura, and rushed to kill Ye Mao.

Shen Yue was holding the fish soup, and as soon as she entered the small courtyard, she saw this scene, she was so shocked that the soup bowl fell to the ground, and she retreated a few steps violently with a "da da...".

She already knew that Ye Mao's strength was extraordinary, but she didn't expect it to be so terrifying. A little breath from the giant snake made her feel as if her body would explode.

Seeing that Ye Mao grabbed the giant snake casually, threw it into the soup pot, and then moved his hands so fast that she couldn't see clearly. She could only see the soup symbols like dancing butterflies. Stop flying into the soup pot, the soup has been boiling, and a snake shadow wants to rush out of it.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Shen Yue stood in the distance, staring at Ye Mao dumbfounded, confronting and competing with the pot of soup, sometimes it was soup symbols flying, sometimes it was sword light, and sometimes it was palm shadow covering the sky.

Every movement of his has a strong sense of mystery, and after just a few glances, he feels a severe brain pain, as if he is about to explode.

After looking away, I couldn't help but want to watch it again.

After nine hours, the shadow of the snake in the soup dissipated, Ye Mao heaved a sigh of relief, only then did he realize that the sweat from his body had already soaked his clothes.

"Brother Ye, your clothes are wet, take them off quickly, I'll wash them for you." Shen Yue looked at Ye Mao adoringly like a little girl.

"No need." Ye Mao smiled and worked hard to dry off the sweat on his body. "There is a precious soup that I cooked in the morning on the table. After drinking it, go to practice flying flower palm."

"Okay!" Shen Yue hopped into the house and drank the treasure soup. She didn't go to practice Feihuazhang immediately, but sneaked home, made another bowl of fish soup, and gave it to Ye Mao before going to the house. Practiced.

Ye Mao continued to stare at the soup pot. This extremely holy soup needs to be cooked for 49 days, and it needs to be cooked for another [-] days.

During these nineteen days, he had to stare without a moment's rest.

The struggle between Shenjia Village and Xiejia Village became more and more fierce. You came and went. Three people died in Shenjia Village and more than ten people were injured. In Xiejia Village, fewer people were injured, but five people died.

At noon that day, the village head of Xiejia Village led a group of people to Shenjia Village. In both villages, there was only one cultivator at the early stage of Zhoutian Realm in charge.

Yesterday, the eldest son of the village chief of Xiejia Village successfully broke through and reached the early stage of Zhou Tianjing. The father and son teamed up and severely injured the village chief of Shenjia Village.

"Shen Luo, you are finished," the village chief of Xiejia Village looked at the village chief of Shenjia Village excitedly, "After you die, I will kill all the men in Shenjia Village, and the women will become our slaves. Plaything, hahaha..."

All the men in Shenjia Village turned pale, and the women trembled, all showing signs of fear.

"I'm a sinner in Shenjia Village." The village head, Shen Luo, was so angry that he vomited blood, his eyes were full of hatred, "Even if I were a ghost, I wouldn't let you go."

"This village chief likes killing ghosts the most, so die!" The village chief of Xiejia Village slapped Shen Luo's head with his palm.

(End of this chapter)