I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 17 Immortal Food
Song Boyu shook his head. Of course he knew nothing about the so-called Immortal Food Banquet, but he was very interested in it and asked in a low voice: "What's the reason?"

Ba Ang pushed Wu Yang directly: "Cousin, don't show off, just say it directly."

Wu Yang shook his head and burped proudly:
"I only found out this after a lot of hard work. If we weren't classmates, I wouldn't say it.

Reiki can be very harmful to ordinary people, and you should feel the same way.

Even immortal masters with spiritual roots and immortal bones are still suffering from the poison of spiritual energy, and they will turn into monsters if they are not careful.

But if the immortal masters want to speed up their cultivation, they must take the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth, but the treasures of genius and earth are not only spiritually powerful, but also have strong spiritual poisons.

Legend has it that a great master created the method of immortal food in order to eliminate spiritual poison and resolve the disaster of taking heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Using the most spiritual treasures of heaven, earth, and materials, coupled with the excellent immortal cooking methods, we create spiritual delicacies that are full of color, flavor, flavor, taste, and five qualities.

But even though this spiritual delicacy has been refined through the methods of the Immortal Kitchen, it still has flaws, the spiritual poison has not been eliminated, and strange disasters will still come to the head..."

Having said this, Wu Yang burped again and lay down on the table to sleep.

When Song Boyu and Ba Ang heard the most critical point, regardless of whether he was sleeping, one pinched him and the other drank sobering soup, they immediately got up and continued to ask questions.

After struggling for a long time, Wu Yang said in confusion and dissatisfaction: "You two have to wake me up, you are not a human son.

That great power discovered that where a large amount of mundane food and fireworks gathered together, the fleeting spirit of food would breed, and when combined with the spiritual food, it would become immortal food!

Immortal food can eliminate spiritual poisons, breed good luck, and has many other wonderful uses that we don’t know about. Unfortunately, it is too precious and we mortals cannot enjoy it! "

"Whirring whirring……"

Loud snoring came from Wu Yang's nose, this time he was sleeping very deeply, neither Song Boyu nor Bayang disturbed him.

The two of them fell silent at the same time, and Song Boyu thought to himself:
"So immortal food can eliminate spiritual poison? If I take a bite, I wonder if it can eliminate the spiritual poison in my body. If the spiritual energy loses its spiritual poison, what will be left?"

He kept this matter in mind, and after a while of silence, Song Boyu suddenly whispered: "Brother Ba, have you ever thought about practicing Taoism?"

Ba Ang laughed loudly, with a slight light in the corner of his eyes: "Hahaha, how could you not think about it?

It's just that you and I have no spiritual roots, so we are just dreaming in vain.

After all, you are a martial arts prodigy, and I am a fool. I can't even reach perfection in strength and softness now.

If you really have spiritual roots, your internal refining will progress very quickly, and there will be many people who will achieve perfection in strength and softness in one day! "

As he spoke, Baang hammered the table, obviously dissatisfied with the situation but helpless.

"Eat meat, eat meat. Don't waste it, it can all be turned into life essence!"

Song Boyu changed the topic, and the two of them continued to eat the remaining food. It was not until three quarters of the day that the three of them left together.

The night market was already sparsely crowded. When Song Boyu saw the old man selling candied haws on a stick and was about to close his stall, his heart suddenly moved and he quickly ran over and bought two candied haws on a stick.

"Brother Ba, let's take a detour to Du Xueguo's house later, give these two candied haws to my sister, and then go to your house to practice all night. I'm off tomorrow, so I can teach you a lesson!"

Song Boyu said to Baang, who was supporting the drunken Wu Yang.

Ba Ang had no objection and nodded in agreement.

"Who is this? It turns out to be Senior Brother Ba. Now you are getting better and better. You are hanging out with little kids every day. It's really embarrassing."

The smell of alcohol blowing towards his face, the strong man with big arms and round waist, the straight-fronted robe of Zhonghua brocade was open, and a white and light orange brocade belt with hooks and thunder patterns was loose.

The person who came was none other than Mei Song, who had just been entangled with Song Boyu in the Cuiyu Tower. Not only did he taunt Song Boyu with words, but he also wavered and reached out to grab Song Boyu.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Song Boyu took a step back, stuffed two candied haws sticks into Baang's hand, then grabbed the other person's outstretched hand, stepped on it with both feet, and used his waist as the central axis to mobilize all his strength to pull forward.

Mei Song had drunk too much yellow soup and could not stand firmly. He did not expect that Song Boyu had already reached full strength and softness, and had amazing strength. He staggered a few steps and fell on the bluestone pavement.

He cursed and wanted to turn over and stand up, then made a Xun family tiger fist fist gesture: "You little brat, how dare you cheat on me, I want you to look good!"

After two fights, Song Boyu had already judged the opponent's state. The state of hardness and softness had not touched perfection at all, and was a whole realm away from his own.

He curled his lips disdainfully, pretending to be a novice who didn't know how to play, and evaded somewhat awkwardly. Baang threw Wu Yang to the ground in a hurry, stuffed the candied haws into Wu Yang's hands, and roared to get up.

At this time, Song Boyu took the opportunity to trip Mei Song down, and Ba Ang jumped up with the force of a mountain. His back fell one after another, causing Mei Song to scream and restrain his hands and feet.

Song Boyu took advantage of this opportunity, rounded his arms, stepped forward and slapped Mei Song with his bow, hitting Mei Song like a pig's head.

Mei Song kept cursing: "Baang, you are a guy who gave birth to a son without an asshole. If you dare to attack me, I will blame your ancestors! Little brat, if you dare to hit me, I will kill you and rip off your balls." Egg……"

Song Boyu said coldly: "I'm not very capable, but you still dare to make noise. I think you're just looking for a beating."

There were several more bang bang bang punches, and Song Boyu hit him directly on the temple with all his strength secretly, knocking him unconscious, and the shouting and cursing stopped immediately.

"Brother Ba, what should we do?"

Song Boyu asked, after all, this person is Ba Ang's fellow disciple, and he must be asked how to deal with it.

Baang spat angrily, thought for a while and whispered: "Just throw him on the street like this. This kid is my classmate, so it's hard to kill him. Besides, there are a lot of people here."

The two threw Mei Song to the side of the street, Wu Yang was lying in the middle of the road, sleeping soundly, holding the candied haws tightly, both the person and the candied haws were intact.

Song Boyu took away the candied haws, and Ba Ang directly carried him on his back. The two of them walked quickly, and in less than a quarter of an hour they arrived near the courtyard of Du Xueguan's house.

At this time, the gate was closed, Song Boyu went to let Ba Ang wait, and he jumped over the wall and entered directly.

Before the lights in the side room were extinguished, Song Boyu tapped on the window and heard Xiu Niang's voice: "Who?"

Song Boyu whispered: "It's me."

Xiuniang opened the window unhappily, rolled her eyes, and said angrily: "Brother, it's almost midnight, and everyone else has gone to bed, but you came back over the wall. I don't know how worried I am, oh, oh, what, what, what? …”

While he was talking, Song Boyu directly stuffed the candied haws into Xiu Niang's mouth and said with a smile: "You guys can share the candied haws I bought for you and Xiao Yingning. I made an agreement with Ba Ang today to go to his house. Let’s go ahead to perform martial arts.”

After saying that, he gently pinched Xiuniang's white cheeks with his hands and climbed over the wall.

Xiuniang took a hard bite of the candied haws, feeling the sweet and sour taste in her mouth, and slowly lowered the window with a smile.

(End of this chapter)