ps: Thanks to the evil god for giving 300 rewards

Since he saw Yang Yi understand the affairs of the world, Hong Qigong no longer regarded him as an ordinary noble man. He also saw that he had a very profound internal skills just now. With his years of experience, he was really surprised.

Yang Yi saw him with a surprised look and smiled, "I don't have a master, only a father." Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi reacted the same way at the time: "Oh, it turns out to be a family-born skill." Although he saw Yang Yi very well, he didn't think he could be as good as the five great masters in the world. At this moment, greed was pouring up, and he saw that Yang Yi had several jars of fine wine in the basket, so he couldn't control it and shouted, "It's getting late, find a place to rest first and have a meal before talking about it, are you here?"

Yang Yi looked up and saw the sky. Although it was not too late, he could say it was too late. When he saw him drooling, he kept glanced at his basket of wine and smiled, "Then find a place to rest."

Hong Qigong said happily: "I am familiar with this road. There are no one in front of you dozens of miles, only the mountain temple in front of you can rest."

Yang Yi said, "Then let's go to the mountain temple to rest." Seeing that Hong Qigong couldn't stop swallowing, he smiled and said, "Drink some wine and eat something." Hong Qigong smiled and said, "This is the main business!"

I walked not far ahead, and there was a mountain temple in front of me. I don’t know how anyone would build such a temple in this wilderness. When I entered the temple gate, I found that the statue of the gods had collapsed, the spider webs were connected, and the ashes burned by my predecessors were blown away by the wind.

Hong Qigong frowned and said, "It's much dirty and messy than before!" Although he was a beggar and was wearing torn clothes with patches, he loved to be clean. Although the clothes on his body were patches, they were washed cleanly, and there was no disgusting image of a beggar's head and laziness full of laziness.

Seeing that the temple was dirty and there was almost no place to get a foot, Hong Qigong said: "I'll clean it up, you can find some dry firewood to make fire."

Yang Yi pointed to a dead tree outside the temple and said, "Is there any need to search for such a big dry firewood?" Hong Qigong looked up and smiled, "I will break it, you can find something to attract fire. Let's roast it on fire for a night today." As he said that, he took off his outer shirt and waved it suddenly in the temple. The dust in the temple was stimulated by the strong wind he waved, forming a rolling earth dragon. Hong Qigong waved his clothes again, and the earth dragon rushed out of the temple door, like a living thing, which was a wonder.

Yang Yi praised: "Good kung fu, good internal skills!" Hong Qigong just used his clothes to blow wind, and instead used his exquisite internal strength to control the dust to fly outward. He controlled his own internal strength in a meticulous way, and few people in the world could match.

Looking at the temple again, it was indeed much cleaner.

Hong Qigong smiled and said, "Boy, what's your name? Since you want to eat your wine today, I will be responsible for all these dirty and tiring tasks." Yang Yi smiled and said, "There are some roast chickens and fine wines, but there are no living things to eat to the teeth, and I always feel that there are fewer things. Qigong wait, I'll go hunting a few hares."

Seeing that it was already dark, it was very difficult to hunt at this time, so he advised: "Just eat enough wine and meat, why bother to work again?" Yang Yi said: "It doesn't take time, just a moment."

Hong Qigong thought to himself: "It's dark and dense at this moment, I want to see how you hunt rabbits?"

After seeing Yang Yi walk out of the temple gate, Mr. Hong Qi walked under the dead tree and slapped it out with a palm. The dead tree slammed and broke with a "click" sound. He broke off a few large branches and dragged them into the mountain temple. Just as the fire was lit, the temple gate was dark, and Yang Yi was already carrying two hares in.

"You're catching two rabbits so soon?" Hong Qigong looked surprised.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "I'm lucky and happened to meet him, so I caught him."

Hong Qigong was skeptical and thought to himself: "Is there such good luck?" But seeing Yang Yi's face was calm and seemed to be catching rabbits in darkness, he stopped asking and pointed to the rabbit in Yang Yi's hand and said: "The old beggars don't bring salt. This rabbit has no seasonings, so it's hard to eat."

Yang Yi said: "How can these things be missing?" He got up and went out. His yellow horse was tied to the side of the temple gate. The basket on the horse's back not only had food, but also had small steel pots for cooking, small iron buckets for water, small spoons, small shovels and other kitchen utensils, and a large bag of seasonings for cooking. After moving these things to the temple, Hong Qigong widened his eyes and said: "This is a good method! It's hard for you to think about it. He actually made such a small pot. In the future, the beggars would have to buy a set. Boy, just do this. Give me your set of cooking utensils and I will teach you how to do it?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Where is the important thing about eating a meal? Although this set of cooking utensils is not worth much money, I borrowed it from a blacksmith shop and made it alone, and it will not be borrowed." Hong Qigong was extremely jealous, but he could not force it. He was depressed and said, "I have already risen, and the kid's cooking is yours."

Yang Yi nodded and said, "It's not a problem for Qigong to worry." After combining the iron brackets of the small pot, he poured water into the pot, then pulled out the sword from the combat boots, bleed and peeled the rabbit, washed it, and put it on an iron stick, put it on an iron bracket, and then applied salt cumin and other seasonings, and handed it to Hong Qigong: "Qigong, come and bake it, I'm dealing with this rabbit."

Seeing that the short sword in his hand seemed to have just moved the rabbit, but after he fell backhand, the internal organs inside gushed out like water. Looking at the inner cavity, it was clean and there was no more debris. Another sword went down, and a rabbit skin had fallen down. The technique was so fast and natural that it was not necessarily so. The Butcher Ding cut the cow might not be like this. He couldn't help but feel shocked: "This skill is amazing! I can't do it, and the other three people may not be able to do this."

At this time, when I looked at Yang Yi again, my eyes were already very different from what I had just seen, and I secretly wondered: "Who is this kid? What a handsome kung fu!"

Two rabbits, one barbecue and the other stewed soup. After a moment, the aroma was filled with fragrance. Hong Qigong picked up the wine gourd and took a big sip, handed it to Yang Yi and said, "You have a sip."

Yang Yi took out a flat silver pot from his waist and smiled and said, "I have it here too." He touched the wine pot with Hong Qigong's gourd and said, "You have always admired Qigong's character. I am very happy to meet him today."

Seeing that he was young, he was very heroic, had amazing skills, and his food and drink were all the best in the world. He was wearing a brocade clothes and a noble spirit. He thought of the yellow horse he rode just now and the faint green halberd carrying the horse. He suddenly remembered someone and blurted out: "You are Yang Tianwang who is the Jin people's Kyoto!"
Chapter completed!