The wind rose, the fire was not fast, if you want to talk about the soup now, I saw that after a few hours, the fire burned by the magic pen was gone, and the water connected by the big seal stopped.

There was not even a slag left in those few fires, it seemed like this situation, the two of them got up unconsciously, but because they were afraid of disturbing Meng Po, they walked at the table and waited, and they didn't dare to look at Meng Po quietly, waiting for her to stop.

Looking at Meng Po, with her eyes closed, her hands together, in the pot, there was a bowl, before she did it just now, there was nothing in the bowl, but after she practiced, she saw that it was purple clouds and water, the glow was shining, the green was not new, the beans were added to the ying, sometimes not seen, sometimes out again, like the water of the mountains and rivers, the color in the clouds, the colorful sand and stones were boiling hot, and the silver iron bowl was naturally dressed.

Seeing her move the clasped hands, the mana was evident in her eyes, and the red glow slowly set up the iron bowl, and the mantra was silently chanted, making the iron bowl in the air rotate.

I saw that it was radiant, fluttering in the air, and the color in the iron bowl instantly emitted a taste, and the fragrance was the same, which made people's mouths unconsciously want to drink it.

Seeing her slightly, as soon as the mana was collected, the iron bowl in the air fell, and the radiant light was collected, and the color in the bowl became a bowl of divine soup at the entrance.

Although it is not as light as it was just now, its aroma has not disappeared at all, and it has come to the nose, making people drool and enjoy it completely.

When Meng Po saw that the soup was good, she picked up the cane again, crawled away, came out with one hand, and slowly took out the iron bowl full of soup in the pot and put it on the table.

After seeing that she finished putting the soup, she moved her hand again, a single cloth, took it in her hand, jumped into a figure, and wiped the cauldron in front of her.

Seeing Meng Po finished, the big seal magic pen was at ease, only to see them get up from the seat, smile happily, and slowly start to move, the strength of the hands, extremely powerful, looking at Meng Po, the two applauded, and the mouth kept praising it: "Good!" Good! Good! ”

Seeing them applauding, Meng Po also smiled, walked slowly, and took a breath, only to see her right hand slightly raised, kindly pointing to the magic pen and the big seal, trembling and saying: "If it weren't for the help of the two of you today, I'm afraid!" I want my old woman's life! ”

The magic pen and the big seal to the front of her, a person wrapped around an arm, and is beaten back, and kneaded, Meng Po is very loved, just a few steps, then to the table, Meng Po sat up, the pen said: "Godmother, look at what you said, we just recognized you, how can you be connected with the word death, you are the immortal living god in the sky, the immortal mountain god in the earth, how can you die so easily!" Besides, we want to be your son for life. ”

Meng Po said that the sky was falling, the amusement was festive and prolonged, the laughing was rejuvenation, and the Tao was relying on the heart, happy here, happy there, that is, put down the crutches, held them with both hands, and sat down with a pull.

"Good boy! What a good boy! "I really didn't expect that Meng Po, who was laughing happily, was moved to cry by the magic pen and the big seal.

"Godmother, why are you crying?" Dayin saw that Meng Po was crying, and hurriedly wiped it with his hand, and while asking, he made the magic pen quiet, looking at Meng Po, he almost couldn't control himself.

"O child! Since my husband died, I have never been so happy today, it is you who let me out of the past, I am touched! Touched! ”

"Godmother, it's okay, in the future, as long as we are by your side, we will amuse you every day, and let you live the happiness of rejuvenation every day." As soon as the magic pen heard what Meng Po said, his heart was also happy, and when he heard Meng Po like them so much, he didn't realize that he would not make his godmother unhappy at any time.

"That's it! Come on! With your heart! I'm so happy! However, happiness should only be done after your brother is well, right? Now, it's important to save your brother first. Meng Po was content, looking at the two children, full of joy, but joy is joy, business still has to be done, slowly joked, that is, the color is upright.

She got up and took the crutch, looked at the bowl of divine soup, went like it, and when she was in front of her, she came out with her right hand and picked up the Ziyun Ruian soup.

The aroma was fragrant, drooling at this moment, the heart of the magic pen was itchy, the big seal of the provocation swallowed saliva, looking at the small bowl of Ruian soup, the two of them actually said to Meng Po at the same time: "Godmother, I want to drink it too!" ”

Meng Po frowned at first, then turned around, looked at the two of them like that, put down the bowl, and as soon as she took out her right hand, she slapped two palms at their heads, and said: "You two stinky boys, this is the soup that saved your brother, and it is also a unique medicine god, if you two drink it, then how can your brother's illness be saved?" ”

The two of them were beaten like this, looking a little cute, thinking that Meng Po deliberately did not let them taste it, so Dayin said angrily: "Godmother, this soup is fragrant, we really want to taste it, so let us drink this bowl, and we will make a bowl with you later!" ”

Meng Po looked at the two of them, her frowning face stretched, she smiled at them, waved the purple cloud soup gently, moved her hand to the bowl, shook between their noses slightly, and asked them with a smile: "Do you want to drink!" Want to drink? ”

I saw the incense and they spitted down, and the boss with very straight eyes and open mouth looked at the divine soup served by Meng Po, and nodded in agreement.

That means they really want to taste the taste of this small bowl, and what is it that makes them love it so much!

Meng Po stared at her, holding a bowl of soup, and nodded very meaningfully, the magic pen and the big seal thought that Meng Po had agreed, and immediately closed her eyes, and that posture was like a tiger blocking food, wanting to swallow the soup in one bite.

Fortunately, Meng Po's hands were fast, just when their mouths were about to reach the edge of the bowl, Meng Po took a few steps back, so far away from them, just collided with each other, and with a 'oops', they all looked at Meng Po suspiciously.

Meng Po smiled, expecting such a result, so she said to them: "Don't look at me!" You can't drink this soup! ”

Meng Po's words made them scratch their heads, isn't it just a bowl of soup! After drinking this bowl, it's okay to make the next bowl, why don't you want to eat and drink like this?

That is, the two people asked: "Godmother, why don't you let you drink it?" ”

"You don't know, although this purple cloud soup is fragrant, it is difficult to make! Moreover, making this bowl of soup will take me years of cultivation, and it will also take the right time, the right place, the qi of the five elements, and so on! If I'm not careful, I'll die instantly, and I'll not be alive! It's not that Meng Po doesn't want to make it, it's just that this soup is very difficult to make, if it's like they say, making a bowl, it's asking for her old life, put the soup aside, and slowly explain to them.

As soon as the magic pen and the big seal heard the explanation, the two immediately knelt down, they didn't expect that a bowl of soup could destroy Meng Po in one fell swoop, fortunately they didn't make trouble just now, if something went wrong, they would be uneasy in their lives, that is, they said: "Godmother, we were wrong, we shouldn't be greedy!" ”

Meng Po thought kindly, that would be to blame them, that is, let them get up, laugh and laugh, then took the soup bowl on the side, turned around, and walked towards the place of Cheng Yan and the four of them, and said: "How could I blame you!" If you want to blame me, you should blame my old woman, who called me old and frail, I can't use it, if I can be dozens of years younger, I will make a bowl for one of you! It's a pity that we are too far away from each other, and we can only meet now, so it's all my fault! It's all my fault! ”

"Godmother, we don't blame you, don't blame yourself, in our eyes, you're still young!" The two of them immediately ran forward and helped Meng Po, caring for her old man very much, while reassuring her and giving her love.

"You two, you're really poor!" Meng Po was full of joy when they said, took a step, smiled, said not to be shaken, not to look at the finger when leaving, the two godmothers were full of shouting, one was full of smiles, when she walked far, when she said that she was close, she didn't take a few steps, and she arrived at the bed of Cheng Yan and the four.

The three of them stopped, the smile on their faces was gone, the words were put aside, the magic pen and the big seal stood on both sides, the positive color was silent, and the ring hand was like a giant guard, one on the left, one on the right, the same image as the door god, and the evil god corresponded to each other.

Only Meng Po, who is in the middle, puts down her crutches, and her old face is serious, and her frowning brows are chilling!

The right hand held the divine soup, and the left hand went to Cheng Yan, only to see the force of her left hand, Cheng Yan's mouth was slammed, and the right hand immediately came out, standing in the air, and saw that under the purple cloud soup, like a column of water, entered Cheng Yan's mouth and swallowed it.

After swallowing, Meng Po moved again, stopped the soup, and immediately took it back, only to see that the bowl was not deep, shallow and not shallow, just half of the iron bowl.

Then she moved again, using the same method, divided the half bowl of divine soup, and gave it to Cui Yang, Niu Tou, and Ma Mian to drink, and when she came back, the bowl was empty, and there was not a drop left, so Meng Po nodded meaningfully.

The magic pen looked at it for a while, and saw Meng Po stop his hand, but he didn't see Cheng Yan and the four of them open their eyes, Shi Cai was worried, and wanted to ask, but before he could speak, Meng Po took the iron bowl and moved again, so he didn't dare to disturb, swallowed the words in his stomach again, and continued to look.

I saw Meng Po close her eyes suddenly, get up and move, take the iron bowl in her hand, put it in the air above the four people, chanted a spell in her mouth, and turned the bowl in the air.

After a while, the bowl actually emitted purple light, shining on the four people, until they could see the hands of Cheng Yan and the four people, Meng Po stopped the spell, put the bowl away, wiped her sweat, and sat down.

Dayin saw that Meng Po was finished, and saw the four of them hand, full of joy, so he whispered to Meng Po: "Godmother, are you okay?" ”

Meng Po knew that they were in a hurry, so she sighed and said to them, "Okay! All right! ”

As soon as the magic pen listened well, the heart was really relaxed, but now I only saw the four people doing it, and I didn't open my eyes, so I asked Meng Po: "Godmother, when will the brother wake up?" As soon as these words came out, the big seal on the side also looked at Meng Po and listened to her answer.

Meng Po smiled, stood up, walked to the table, wanted to have a cup of tea, and said to them as she walked: "No hurry! Fast, a day or two, slow, three or four days, in short, whether they wake up or not, it's up to them! While speaking, Meng Po thought that she was at the table, picked up the tea and poured it, and drank it slowly, ignoring the two.

The magic pen and the big seal didn't ask much, although they didn't understand what Meng Po meant, but as long as the master was safe and sound, no matter how long they waited, they would not leave.

That is, he sat beside Cheng Yan and the four of them, took care of them, and prayed in his heart, hoping that the master could get through the difficulties, get better soon, and go to the battlefield to destroy the demons and subdue the demons.