Volume 2: The Great Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 184 How did you become successful?!
Youmeng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. She pulled Mingyu out of the void and said, "You little bastard, you ruined two servings of my soup!"
Mingyu was so choked by the stench that she burst into tears. She retorted unconvincedly, "Don't give me that. It's obviously your own poor soup-making skills that you blame me for it!"
"Nonsense, I've cooked so many soups, and you say my skills are not good enough. Don't forget who was drooling over that bowl of soup before!"
"Then tell me when was that bowl of soup successfully cooked!" Mingyu was particularly tough at this time. He really didn't want to take the blame for this. Obviously there was a big pit!
After being scolded by Mingyu , Youmeng was instantly silenced and looked away with a guilty look.
It seemed... probably... maybe... it seemed that the bowl of soup was cooked by her when she first came to the Netherworld.
From then on, no matter how she cooked the soup, it would never turn out well...
Thinking of this, Youmeng's face became even darker.
"You are so capable, come and cook if you can!"
"I will cook it!"
Mingyu spread out his hand and stretched it in front of Youmeng: "Give it to me!"
"What to take?" You Meng was stunned, not understanding.
"Instructions? If you don't give me the instructions, how would I know what kind of soup you want to cook?" Mingyu answered confidently.
You Meng took a deep breath and threw a jade slip to him: "This bowl of soup is called 'heart energy'. If I can't make the soup well, just wait!"
"Who's afraid of who?"
After getting the jade slip, Mingyu did not rush to read it. Instead, he waved his sleeves and created a rain of light in the air. The breath of life baptized the heaven and earth, completely purifying the sky that was originally pitch black like a dirty rag.
“Bang!”
With a snap of his fingers, a spring breeze blew across his face, sweeping away the foul smell.
After doing all this, Mingyu was satisfied. Then she read the jade slip carefully before starting to make the soup.
It was still the same big pot, the bottom of the pot was still the charcoal fire made from the yin and yang energy, and the pot was still filled with soup condensed from the meaning of life and death.
Youmeng crossed her arms and watched coldly. She didn't believe that Mingyu could cook the soup that she had been cooking for countless years without success.
"If you can make the soup, I will..."
You Meng was about to say something sarcastic, but suddenly thought of a very unpleasant memory in the past, so she shut her mouth.
"This kid is the grandson of that old Taoist priest. If he learns some of the old Taoist priest's mysterious skills, won't I be in trouble again?"
Although it is unlikely, the appearance of this kid and the three Taoists is not normal. You Meng now even suspects that all this is another calculation of the old Taoist.
As an ancient ancestor who lived in the same era as Hongjun, how could she not know that this old Taoist was most famous for his scheming? She was almost killed by Hongjun in the past!
"If it weren't for that old Taoist, how could I be trapped in the underworld!" Every time You Meng thought of this matter, even after countless eons, he still felt angry.
While Youmeng was thinking about all sorts of things, Mingyu's soup was almost cooked.
The strange aroma had already dissipated. Mingyu nodded, took out nine large bowls and arranged them in order.
The first bowl had a scale at the bottom, the second had a beard, the third had a feather, the fourth had an antler...
When there was something at the bottom of each of the nine bowls, Mingyu scooped soup from the pot and poured it into the first bowl. In the bowl, there was a dragon swimming; in the second bowl, there was a tiger roaring in the forest; in the third bowl, there was a phoenix chirping...
"Give it back to you!"
Mingyu combined the nine bowls into one bowl, and its breath became dragon and tiger, with dragon roars and tiger howls; its breath became phoenix and deer, with phoenix cry and deer yowl... Nine kinds of breath and nine kinds of artistic conception, when combined into one, can lift one's spirit.
You Meng stared at the "spirit" soup Mingyu brought to her, and said in a daze: "You actually cooked it successfully."
"It's not too difficult. The instructions are clearly written. Just follow them." Mingyu smiled brightly. After the spirit soup was cooked, he felt that his spirit had improved a lot and his Taoist aura had become more solid.
From this, it seems that Youmeng may not be a good person, but this soup must be a good soup, at least the one cooked by Mingyu herself must be!
Youmeng looked at Mingyu, who was full of vigor and vitality, and seemed to see the shadow of someone in him. She murmured to herself, "How did you succeed? I didn't succeed myself, so how did you succeed?"
“Huh~~”
Mingyu looked at this world in horror.
The originally dreamlike world was in constant turmoil. The sky and the earth seemed like a steamer, covered in white. Then there was a strange light again. All kinds of real and imaginary creatures appeared in the air, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.
Everything changes from virtual to real, and everything changes from real to virtual. Life and death alternate, time passes, and there is endless chaos.
"Boom~~"
The sun and the moon shine together in the vast sky, but the sun is as black as ink and the moon is as red as blood. It is gloomy and strange, and an eerie atmosphere fills the sky and the earth.
Mingyu felt like she was at the junction of yin and yang. Sometimes it was extremely cold with ice and snow, and sometimes it was scorching hot like a furnace. It was like icebergs and sea of fire, dark and strange, like a dream, but also so real.
"How did you become that?!"
The sound is ethereal, the sound is harsh, the sound is terrifying!
Mingyu never expected that a bowl of soup she cooked could make Youmeng so angry that she would turn against her!
It's such an unexpected disaster!
"Sister Meng, I'm sorry!"
There was divine light shining in Mingyu's eyes, the long river of the Avenue of Life gradually fell, a tree of the Avenue of Life that reached from heaven to earth suppressed the universe, the long river of the Avenue flowed endlessly, the tree of the Avenue of Life had three thousand leaves, one leaf was a world, one leaf was a floating life.
The world of life is full of endless vitality, its branches and leaves are connected to extend to the eight poles, locking up endless chaos.
He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the red silk thread on his wrist flew out, crossing the yin and yang and weaving across the void. Life was the guide, death was the opportunity, and there were countless marriages and fates. In an instant, a net of heaven and earth was woven.
"go!"
The net of heaven and earth catches everything, no matter whether it is bizarre or real, no matter whether it is the bright sun or the bright red moon, no matter whether it is like a dream or completely real, all are caught.
"Huh?!" You Meng was still in a state of confusion, but his murderous intent was real. How could he be captured so easily?
She pointed her finger at the sky, and a terrifying white light slashed out like a sword of time. With a crackling sound, the web of heaven and earth was broken in an instant, and countless dreams and illusions turned into reality. All phenomena became clear, and heaven and earth were filled with killing!
Mingyu quickly took back the red thread, and blood gushed out from the five fingers of her right hand!
"Sister Meng, are you serious?" Mingyu tried to wake her up. If she continued like this, she would have to die here.
The murderous intent was overwhelming. Mingyu gritted his teeth and wiped the three lives stone with the five fingers of his right hand. "I will sacrifice my blood for three lives. Come see me in three lives!"
The divine light of the Three Lives and Reincarnation illuminates the underworld, knowing the past life, seeing the present life, and illuminating the future; the image of the Three Lives is clear for eternity, illuminating the heavens, and causing all paths in the underworld to tremble.
A mysterious will is about to emerge.
Mingyu was overjoyed and took out the Three Lives Stone to pull him.
"Hongjun's direct descendant is definitely not a good man. Do you dare to choose him?"
It was this sound that caused the will just now to struggle.
Then, it is about to come out, it is about to call, but when it is called... no response!
Mingyu immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
It’s so bullying!
