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"of course."

Du Shaoling nodded without hesitation, his gaze firm.

Only by strengthening one's cultivation and becoming a strong one can one change one's current situation and destiny.

"What about being strong?"

Lao Tu seemed very interested.

"For a man's life, he should live up to his youth and be able to stand proudly in the world. If he can't be immortal, even a ten thousand year old stench is better than mediocrity and mediocrity for a lifetime!"

With a firm gaze, Du Shaoling said, "Your own path should be in your own hands!"

Laotu looked at Du Shaoling, with his chicken coop-like bun drooping, and the expression in his eyes was a little surprised and a little moved in the messy hair.

'For a man's life, he should live up to his youth and be able to stand proudly in the world. If he can't be immortal, even if he has a bad smell for thousands of years, it is better than mediocrity and mediocrity for a lifetime. '

Whispering, Old Tu looked at Du Shaoling, and then suddenly shouted: "It's time, can I eat?"

"almost."

Du Shaoling reckoned that the time was almost up, he pulled out the witch beast chicken, and knocked open the cracked soil.

A scent has come to the nostrils, carefully peel off the mud, and open the wrapped fragrant leaves layer by layer.

When the last layer of fragrant leaves was opened, I saw that the witch beast chicken was already bright red in color, fragrant and fragrant, with crispy skin and tender meat, and it looked fat, tender and hot.

A strong chicken aroma hits the face, making the mouth water three thousand feet just looking at it.

"smell good!"

Laotu couldn't bear it any longer, his mouth was already salivating, and he tore off a big chicken leg with his hands. A mouthful of chicken was accompanied by the indescribable fragrance and he put it in his mouth. Swallowed it into the stomach.

Tender and no dregs, it seems that even the bones are crispy, the mouthful of chicken fragrance, after entering the belly, there is still endless aftertaste...

Du Shaoling was not polite either.

This is witch beast meat, which is of great benefit to warriors.

Also tear off a chicken leg and eat it.

Not to mention, the meat quality of this Witch Beast Chicken is really good.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious, the old man has never eaten such a delicious chicken in his life."

Lao Tu was muttering something to himself while feasting, his eyes glowed, and his eyes lit up.

Du Shaoling was not polite either, but he knew that Lao Tu was a foodie, and if he ate slowly, he would lose his share.

This is the witch beast chicken, which is of great benefit to him.

"What kind of chicken is made? I have never heard of it, and I have never seen it before!"

Lao Tu was extremely curious.

"This is a secret recipe. You must have never heard of it or seen it before. It's called Huaji."

Du Shaoling naturally knew that Lao Tu had never tried this method, at least it was brought over from his previous life, so it would be shameless to say that it was his own creation, so he had to say it was a secret method.

"Beggar chicken, interesting."

Laotu had his mouth full of oil, and even the chicken rack was clean. He admired and said with some regret: "With your culinary skills, if you insist on practicing martial arts, it's not easy for the strong to do it. As a cook, I don’t know how many people’s Wu Zang Temple can be benefited.”

"I will definitely become a strong man!"

Du Shaoling's gaze was firm, and he clapped his hands. Both of them hiccupped after eating such a big witch beast chicken.

"Becoming a strong person is not achieved by practicing combat skills. Combat skills are deadly. No matter how well you practice, it will be different when you really meet an enemy. In some fights, life and death are only a moment."

The old Tu looked at Du Shaoling and said quietly: "Also, your physical body seems to be very good. You haven't been able to cultivate true qi these years, but it's a surprise that your physical body can reach this level. But even if you have cultivated true qi now , but considering your age, it is still too late to start, if you really want to become a strong man, this road is probably much more difficult than you imagined!"

Du Shaoling looked at Lao Tu, with messy hair, he looked like a lonely old man.

But Du Shaoling is not stupid, this guy is definitely not an ordinary person.

And through these years of getting along with each other, Lao Tu has never reneged on his debts, and his character is probably not bad.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, Du Shaoling knelt down in front of Lao Tu.

"What are you doing, kid? It's not Chinese New Year yet, so there's no need to pay New Year's greetings so early."

Old Tu's eyelids twitched.

"Again, master, please be respected by the disciple!"

Du Shaoling bowed directly.

"Stop it, boy, I have no intention of accepting disciples."

"Three days later, the Du family will have a grand competition. Some people in the Du family may not want me to live, and there will be no mercy on the battle stage. If I am killed, it will be a small matter. But if I die, you will never eat again." It’s not called flower chicken anymore.”

Du Shaoling said seriously.

Laotu raised his eyebrows, his mouth was full of the fragrance of the chicken, this beggar chicken is really delicious, no one else can make it, the aftertaste is endless.

Du Shaoling continued: "As the saying goes, there is gold under a man's knees, the king of heaven and earth, his master, and his master. I can disrespect even the king of heaven and earth, but my master respects me. I have never knelt before anyone in my life, and now I kowtow on my head." , you don’t take people thousands of miles away, don’t you?”

"You want to kneel yourself, it's none of my business!"

Laotu glared at Du Shaoling, then muttered in a low voice: "Kneel down and kowtow to let me accept disciples, so it's your turn, those Lingzong Lingzongs have already kneeled all over the ground!"

"what……"

Du Shaoling didn't hear clearly what Old Tu said behind him.

"It's useless for you to kneel down. I swore that I would never accept disciples again in this life, and I can't teach you anything..."

Old Tu looked at Du Shaoling who was kneeling, looked into Du Shaoling's eyes, paused in his voice, and said: "At most, I can give you a few pointers, don't even think about accepting disciples."

"Really, thank you, sir... Thank you, Master."

Du Shaoling is delighted, this old Tu is definitely not an ordinary person, he is lacking a master to guide him now, it is better than trying to figure it out, Lao Tu is the most suitable person.

If you don't accept yourself as a disciple, it's good to give some pointers.

"Don't call me Master, just keep calling me Laotu, and you don't need to kowtow, I just give you some pointers when I have time."

Lao Tu curled his lips, feeling that something was wrong today.

"Boom boom boom!"

Du Shaoling still kowtowed three times seriously, thinking that he kowtowed seriously, and Lao Tu would point him out when the time came, so he wouldn't be able to let go of it casually, he had to teach himself something real just do.

"You kid is born with hob meat, you are too plucked, and the old man is also cheating, and you are so smart, you are afraid that the old man will point you at random!"

Lao Tu is also a white-eyed, fledgling boy, but he is really smart, not enough, but he is really smart, and there is a bit of admiration in his white eyes.

"hey-hey……"

Only then did Du Shaoling get up, and smiled mischievously. As the saying goes, people are old and smart, and my own thoughts can't escape Lao Tu's eyes, and said: "You don't want me to call you Master, then I will call you Uncle Tu from now on."