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Chapter 925 Ancient Martial Arts

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    Hearing Chen Yang's words, the old Taoist priest was like a deflated eggplant beaten by frost. He sat aside with a helpless expression. At that moment, he actually acted like a child being played with.  With a small temper, the old guy approached Chen Yang with an aggrieved look on his face and said, "If you let me take a look at that book, let alone do anything, I can be a cow or a horse from now on."

    Chen Yang could tell that this old guy was a Taoist idiot. As soon as he heard that Chen Yang's practice had some tricks, he had to come forward to find out why.

    Knowing the old Taoist priest's thoughts in his heart, Chen Yang deliberately whetted the old Taoist priest's appetite and said: "You should stop having all kinds of thoughts about my cultivation of skills. In a while, I will also  Won¡¯t tell you.¡±

    The old Taoist priest looked dejected, his eyes full of disappointment and disappointment.  But Chen Yang said: "I guess the place you live in is very ordinary. Even if it's not for your own sake, you still have to think about the short-haired little girl who is following you. I can see that although that woman is following you  You are not seeking fame, and you should not be seeking profit, but there should always be a place to cover your head."

    Chen Yang deliberately said in a very frivolous and ridiculing tone. The old Taoist priest was uncertain and wanted to defend himself, but before he could speak out, the short-haired beauty on the side said: "You brat, you are talking nonsense, I will  I¡¯ll tear your mouth apart!¡±

    She said this hoarsely, with gritted teeth, as if there was great hatred hidden in her words, so that Chen Yang was attracted by her voice, looked at the woman and asked: "You said that our head will be bruised and bloody, tossing  One night, I haven¡¯t asked you, beauty, where is your name?¡±

    "Why didn't you ask me my name? My name is Qingfengzi." The old Taoist priest came forward and said.

    "Go away." Chen Yang waved his hand.

    "You deserve to know my name?" the short-haired beauty said coldly, her words filled with overwhelming resentment towards Chen Yang, she spoke in an extremely impatient tone.

    Chen Yang curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "Actually, I'm not particularly wanted to know."

    After saying that, he clasped his hands and said, "Just stay still. It's getting late. I think everyone is hungry too. Just eat whatever you want. My cooking skills are not something that others can do casually."  Eat it in your mouth.¡±

    Without saying much, Chen Yang started to cook. He had just moved into this small mansion. There were too many ingredients to prepare, and even the house was not well repaired, let alone food.

    Fortunately, there is a 24-hour convenience store nearby, so you can buy some ingredients and prepare them. Although they are not perfect and may not be fresh, it is enough to have a full meal, so you don¡¯t have to worry about anything else.

    Even in such a seemingly ordinary environment, when it comes to food, a very particular person like Chen Yang is not willing to improvise at any time.

    Even in such a simple place, the meal must consist of four dishes and one soup, including meat and staple food.

    Stir-fried rapeseed, vacuum-packed beef with soy sauce bought in the supermarket, tomatoes and eggs, and stewed chicken nuggets with potatoes.  Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh, the advantage of being in a big city is that even if it is after 11 o'clock in the evening, tomatoes and eggs can still be sold in the supermarket.  As for the rapeseed and chicken nuggets, Du Haiqing bought them outside during the day. They were originally intended to be meals for the evening, but two mouths were suddenly added, which added two more dishes.

    After taking a bite of the soy sauce beef, the old Taoist priest really looked satisfied. Then he turned his attention to the chicken stewed with potatoes. Because Chen Yang added curry cubes, he simply stewed it into curry chicken nuggets, except for the chicken breasts.  The meat was changed to chicken leg meat. Although it is not as firm as chicken breast, the skin-on chicken leg meat really has a unique flavor.

    "I can't tell, you kid, you really have some skills in cooking." The old Taoist priest ate with oil on his face and stuffed a mouthful of meat into his mouth. He didn't care whether he had a Taoist heart or not. In fact, it didn't matter.  The Celestial Master Tao of Longhu Mountain is still of the Quanzhen lineage. This Taoist's path of cultivation is really about following one's heart, which means, no matter what, even if the sky falls, don't prevent the poor Taoist from ascending to immortality.

    Taoism emphasizes inaction, which should generally mean this.

    So the wine and meat passed through the intestines without any guilt in my heart. The meat was eaten in my stomach, but my mind was thinking about the medicinal wine that Chen Yang just drank a few sips of, and then he was all focused on it.

    "Brother, tell me, what is the recipe of the wine you drank?"

    Seeing the old Taoist priest looking at him with a mischievous look, Chen Yang waved his hand and pushed him to the other side: "Don't think too much about my wine. I can drink it for you, but don't think about the recipe. I won't tell anyone else."  .¡±

    ?It¡¯s not that I underestimated Gu Wu. For so many years, the only one who could beat him was Xia Chaodong, the half-master I saw.  I believe that Bajiquan will definitely be able to beat the free kickers everywhere, and there is also a saying that Baji will not compete in the ring since ancient times, but what about form, meaning, and gossip"

    Just when Chen Yang shook his head disapprovingly and was about to speak, the short-haired woman seemed too lazy to talk to Chen Yang too much. She just raised her hand gently, and saw her walking to the door, her palms turned into knives, and outside  With his palm down, he carelessly landed on the little stone lion next to the stone steps at the door, like a fallen leaf in autumn. The other side of his palm patted it gently in a seemingly very gentle way.  on the ground.

    The next second, there was a muffled sound, and the half-meter-high marble stone lion at the door was split into two pieces by her.

    "You prodigal bitch, this thing belongs to the landlord. If it breaks, you have to pay for it!" Chen Yang's first reaction was to think of Zeng Li, and he yelled.

    Unexpectedly, the woman just said nonchalantly: "The reckless man you are talking about who clamors every day about how ancient martial arts cannot be used in actual combat, if he stood in front of me at this time, might he receive a slap from me?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.  hlnovel.com
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