At this moment, the desires in people's hearts are suppressed to the lowest by the Meng Po Soup, as if their divine souls are being baptized by holy water, making them feel comfortable and relaxed.
Under the effect of the Meng Po Soup, people are captured by this comfort, opening up their Divine Sea and actively allowing the Meng Po Soup to invade their souls.
Long Fei, having achieved minor success in Buddhist Law, already has a heart as firm as a rock.
This mental attack method no longer affects him.
However, when he drinks it, it is still quite refreshing.
He drinks bowl after bowl, quickly filling the table with empty bowls.
The shopkeeper gapes, incredulous alongside a group of onlookers, his face turning red up to his neck.
In their Meng Po Building, there are usually quite a few who overestimate themselves, wanting to test the power of the Meng Po Soup.
But as far as he knows, the record holder, who was a monk, only drank eighteen bowls.
