Da Zaojun

Chapter 204 Meng Po Shares the Recipe for Meng Po Soup with You
To say he loves flowers wouldn't be accurate, considering Song Wuji had previously ruthlessly destroyed flowers, whether it was the various flowers in the Qionghua Garden or the banana blossoms of the young men and women in the banana grove just now.

However, when Song Wuji arrived in the Netherworld and met Meng Po, he naturally had to speak to people in a human language and to ghosts in a ghost language.

Naturally, he showered the seven-colored flower with praise.

It's nothing more than a few lines of poetry or lyrics.

The spirit of Meng Po, who should have been an old woman, had seen countless people and ghosts on the Bridge of Helplessness. Now, transformed into a young girl, she seemed unable to discern sweet words and flattery.

Faced with Song Wuji's praise, they couldn't help but say, "That's right. No one in heaven knows flowers as well as I do. Even the Queen Mother of the West would probably have no way to manage a few acres of peach orchards."

Meng Po said, "My seven-colored flower is made from the seeds of the other shore flower, the soil of the Yellow Springs is made from the fragments of the lives of all beings, the water of the Yellow Springs is used for irrigation, and the Yellow Springs remnants are used as fertilizer."

"It contains the power of the wishes of all beings, and nurtures all kinds of good qualities. It can change people's nature, thereby changing their destiny, and by changing their destiny, they can change their fate."

"In this world, seven parts are determined by fate, and three parts by the principles of Heaven."

She picked a seven-colored flower and gave it to Song Wuji: "Why not give it a try?"

[Seven-Colored Flower]

The seven-colored flower, the red spider lily, is a treasure left behind by the Yellow Springs and a celestial seed personally cultivated by Meng Po. It can be used to make wishes and is also a rare ingredient that pleases the gods.

It seems that this seven-colored flower cannot be cultivated in the mortal world. Apart from Meng Po, it is unlikely that anyone else could cultivate it.

However, the gods were pleased with this…

Song Wuji remembered the ritual for the sixth rank, which seemed to involve going to heaven to host a banquet for the gods.

Just this one?
Never mind, I'll just use it myself first.

"Eating red flower petals can strengthen one's innate essence and improve one's martial arts aptitude."

"Eating yellow flower petals can enhance intelligence, strengthen the innate spirit, and increase comprehension."

"Eating blue flower petals can bring peace of mind, keep one away from distorted dreams, illusions, and inner demons."

"Eating green flower petals can prolong life and make one live for a thousand years."

"Eating orange petals can make one wise, align one's actions with one's knowledge, and clarify one's own path."

"Eating purple flower petals brings good fortune and helps one avoid death and disaster."

"Pink petals can give one a good complexion, making one attractive to all things."

"Eating white flower petals can allow one to be reincarnated with their memories, avoid the mysteries of the womb, and live a second life."

It truly lives up to its reputation as something that defies fate and changes destiny.

However... it might not be good to just take it away like that. Although Meng Po's divided spirit is not a god of the Five Gates, it should be of a higher level, and unlike the three skeletons, it cannot eat food.

Song Wuji said, "Sister, this is extraordinary. Let me make you a dish instead."

"Hmm... Do you know how to make soup?" Meng Po, the number one soup master in the underworld, asked Song Wuji a soul-searching question.

"Hmm? It's alright."

Meng Po has shared the recipe for Meng Po Soup with you.

Meng Po's Soup Recipe: Yellow Spring Water, Red Spider Lily, and Forget-Me-Not Grass.

"Try making a pot of this soup."

A thought popped into Song Wuji's mind: "This Meng Po, could she be trying to get me to cook the soup in her place?"

"This can't be cooked properly." Song Wuji pulled at the limit.

"Why don't you try? You'll know you can't cook it well. It's very easy to cook. Just do it this way first, and then do it that way."

Song Wuji still didn't cook the Meng Po soup, but he memorized the recipe.

Legend has it that Meng Po's soup, also known as the water of forgetting love, can make people forget their obsessions. Perhaps it will be useful in the future. We have already found the Yellow Springs water and the other shore flower, so this forget-me-not should not be too hard to find.

In the end, Song Wuji couldn't resist Meng Po's persistent pestering. He cooked a pot of Meng Po soup and saw the Forget-Me-Not Grass, which is actually just daylily, an inconspicuous weed on the edge of the Yellow Springs.

After making this soup, Song Wuji's talent for "spoon" came into play, making the soup extra delicious.

The spirit of Meng Po tasted it without any hesitation. Although its eyes lit up, it still shook its head and said, "The cooking is a bit lacking."

"That's right, how can I compare to you?"

"Would you like to try the pot I cooked and see how it compares?"

"Forget it."

"If you don't drink, are you disrespecting Meng Po?" Meng Po's spirit pretended to be angry.

Although the girl looked charming, Song Wuji knew that she was an old woman who had been cooking soup for tens of thousands of years and was full of resentment. If he really angered her, she might die.

It seems the only option is to try using the "drinking water" superpower to temporarily store water in the body's storage organs and then spit it out later.

Gulu gulu!

Song Wuji drank the whole bowl in one gulp.

Meng Po then smiled and waved her hand in front of Song Wuji: "From now on, you will be called Meng Po." Song Wuji replied, "I am a man."

"You haven't lost your memory?" Meng Po asked in surprise.

Song Wuji said, "I have the supernatural power of ingesting food and have also refined the Fire Talisman Golden Pill. My primordial spirit is already inside the Golden Pill, so I will not lose my memory for the time being."

Meng Po sighed, "Never mind, never mind, I was just teasing you. How boring. You didn't even swallow it. The soup I made isn't the Forget-Me-Not Soup on the Bridge of Helplessness. It's the Soup of Ten Perfections for Heartbreak! What a waste of my good intentions."

Upon hearing the name, Song Wuji dared not drink it even more. He felt that Meng Po had been brewing the soup for tens of thousands of years, always using the same single recipe. She had finally escaped and had a flash of inspiration to make some improvements, but no one had tried the soup yet. Now she had caught him.

The three skeletons who were just making a ruckus became obedient in front of Meng Po, either looking at the flowers or the grass, and didn't say a word.

"Why don't you try my soup?"

Song Wuji quickly made a soup using the seven-colored flower as the main ingredient, according to his own understanding.

However, she placed the complete seven-colored flower given to her by Meng Po into the soup bowl.

Then, clear broth was poured in. This broth was specially prepared by Song Wuji in the mortal realm, but now some local specialties from the underworld have been added. One is a bookworm obtained from the City God, and the other is a soul-sucking leech from the Yellow Springs River.

Both of these insects are favored by ghosts and gods, and even the water used to make the soup is Yellow Spring water.

As soon as the soup was taken out of the pot, it not only shone with golden light, but also radiated auspicious seven-colored light.

Song Wuji was envious, but if he could please Meng Po and get a few more seven-colored flowers, or even get her contact information so he could ask for them anytime, that would be even better than a one-time opportunity.

[Seven Treasures Life Essence Soup. Celestial Delicacy]

A food spirit appeared above the soup, resembling a Western fairy godmother, dressed in bright red and green clothes, with two pairs of wings on her back and a miniature seven-colored flower in her hand.

"What a delicate little guy!"

This was the first time Song Wuji had ever made a divine dish; before, he had only ever made high-grade food at most.

Meng Po was reluctant to eat it, saying, "This little fellow has already developed a spirit, so it can be considered a life."

Song Wuji explained, "The lifespan of food spirits is short. Once the food spoils, they will also die. Their purpose in existence is to be eaten."

"What a waste to eat her." Meng Po's divided spirit's eyes darted around. "Do you think she can take my place at the Bridge of Helplessness?"

"I want to go for a walk in the world of the living!"

Song Wuji shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Seeing that Song Wuji didn't respond, Meng Po reached out and teased the food spirit.

The moment it was touched, the spirit-eating creature showed a look of terror. In an instant, its entire body began to age, and finally its spirit perished, turning into a cloud of golden dust that merged into the golden light.

"Alas!" Meng Po sighed, "It seems I can't go to the mortal world for the time being."

She then gulped down the soup, and her face kept changing, sometimes appearing as a child, sometimes as a young girl, sometimes as a woman, and sometimes as an old woman, as if she had gone through a cycle of reincarnation.

The important thing about Meng Po soup isn't the soup itself, but Meng Po.

Meng Po, who has grasped the true meaning of reincarnation, is the key to making Meng Po Soup.

After finishing the soup, Meng Po sighed, "Under the influence of this seven-colored flower, I actually experienced a great dream cycle, which is equivalent to going through a tribulation."

The white petals of the seven-colored flower can allow a person to be reincarnated with their memories and start cultivating again. If an ordinary person were to trigger this, they would have to die completely. However, Meng Po herself is a person in the cycle of reincarnation, and she also cultivated this seven-colored flower. Therefore, she can only sigh that life is like a dream.

In a mere instant, Meng Po experienced a thousand-year illusion. In the illusion, she was the female protagonist of a reborn novel, a disciple of a celestial sect, but was framed by a scheming junior sister. Her usually stern senior brother did not believe her, her warm-hearted second senior brother questioned her, and even her most affectionate junior brother cried and said he hated her. Even her former master, who had always doted on her, wanted to expel her from the celestial sect for the sake of the scheming junior sister...

Of course, she wasn't going to be outdone. Having been reborn, she also had the treasured Seven-Colored Lucky Wheel, which allowed her to draw a prize every time she exposed her junior sister's tricks.

In the end, she seized every opportunity that her junior sister had, obtained the destiny, took away her junior sister's fate and immortal bones, and became the chosen one.

After becoming the chosen one, he devoted himself to cultivation, casting all those men into the Myriad Souls Banner, where they continued to turn evil along with the little white lotus in the illusionary realm of the banner.

After achieving perfect cultivation, she ascended to the upper realm and, having comprehended the Great Dao of Reincarnation, was bestowed the title of Meng Po Yuanjun by the Heavenly Emperor.

Smack her lips, Meng Po's divided spirit savored the taste: "Your soup is very good, please cook me another pot!"

After saying that, he pointed to the seven-colored flowers in the flower field: "You can pick any you like, three-colored ones, five-colored ones, they also have effects, but they are not as rare as the seven-colored flowers, which are celestial roots and rare flowers, they are just mortal roots and spiritual seeds."

Having received permission, Song Wuji dared not be greedy. Meng Po hadn't been able to grow many of these seven-colored flowers; there were only seven in total. She had just cooked one, and there were still six left.

Song Wuji took one flower for himself and then another, so that he could make a dish when he went to the Heavenly Palace for a banquet in the future.

With the remaining four flowers, Song Wuji made four bowls of soup.

Twelve of each of the three-colored and five-colored flowers were picked, and the rest were cooked together in one pot.

After the cooking was finished, Meng Po didn't want to pay any more attention to Song Wuji: "I'm not teasing you anymore. Give me back the token of the Fish Scale Yin General. I'll see if I can get him out of reincarnation."

"Now I'm giving you a Great Dream Reincarnation Talisman, which can reverse time and space at crucial moments and save your life."

Song Wuji respectfully accepted the token, returned the token of the Fish Scale Underworld General, and then asked, "Lady Meng Po, what has happened in the Underworld?"

"How did the Three Realms and Six Paths lose their order?"

"I don't know either. I only know that there was a black mist, and this black mist is the source of everything."

(End of this chapter)