Duan Li took a deep breath, left Tianfeng Tower, and stayed downstairs. As long as Liu Wuxie came down, he would die.

The surroundings were clear and there was no excitement to be seen. Everyone turned their heads and continued eating.

Regarding Duan Li's threat, Liu Wuxie directly ignored it and instead looked at the plate in front of the old man.

This food awakened his most primitive desires, and he couldn't help but make a gulp sound and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Don't open it yet, let me smell it!"

Liu Wuxie asked the old man not to open it in a hurry, but to close his eyes and smell the aroma in the air.

The old man was also very curious and stopped opening the lid, wanting to know what Liu Wuxie could catch from the air.

"Smell it, and you will feel your mouth watering. It has a slightly sweet taste. This is a white jade soup."

Liu Wuxie suddenly opened his eyes and guessed the name of this dish.

The old man sitting opposite had a petrified face and looked at Liu Wuxie in disbelief.

Quickly lift the lid, and the food inside the plate is very simple.

There was just a bowl of soup, with a snow-white radish-shaped thing floating in it, and a dark green lotus leaf floating on the water.

"May I ask what your little brother's name is?"

The old man could not describe his mood at this moment, so he pushed the white jade soup in front of Liu Wuxie and asked him to have a taste.

"Junior Liu Wuxie, meet Senior Lou!"

Liu Wuxie stood up and bowed respectfully to the old man opposite.

"Do you know who I am?"

The old man smiled mysteriously.

"Who else can make such wonderful food except the owner of Tianfeng Tower."

After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he picked up the spoon and took a sip. Then he closed his eyes and savored the taste.

"White jade is condensed with the light of the moon, and jadeite is taken from the thousands-year-old essence of snow lotus. It takes seven, seven and forty-nine days to brew it. This is not an ordinary white jade jade soup, but an immortal dish."

Liu Wuxie opened her eyes, with a look of aftertaste on her face.

Entering his belly, he felt comfortable all over, and a faint spirituality enveloped Liu Wuxie.

Just taking a sip has such an effect.

Especially Liu Wuxie's soul sea fluctuated, and his soul power became purer.

"If you can have a close friend in your life, what more can you ask for? Today I will never get drunk with my little brother."

The old man was so moved that he cried. He had been cooking delicious food all his life, and it had never been like this before.

"I'm afraid I can't do it today. When I have the opportunity, I will come to Tianfeng Tower again and thank Senior Lou for the gift of soup."

Liu Wuxie stood up, bent down and bowed. This bowl of white jade soup was rare to see for thousands of years. Taking a sip can not only widen the soul sea, but also increase the immortal energy.

That's right, it's fairy spirit.

The gas floating in the soup is all fairy energy.

"Since I have something important to do, I naturally can't keep you here. I hope I can sit down with you and discuss delicious food together."

After the old man finished speaking, he disappeared on the spot. No one knew how he disappeared.

The moment the old man disappeared, the monks from several nearby tables gathered over.

They worked hard to inhale the aroma remaining in the air, and several of them wished they could snatch away the bowl of white jade soup in front of Liu Wuxie.

"Little brother, I am willing to pay one million star stones to sell me this bowl of white jade soup."

An old man at the peak of the Hunyuan Realm stepped forward and was willing to buy this bowl of white jade soup.

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