Empress: Living In The Mountains, My Daughter Praised Me As A God

Zhao Dezhu rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if he had seen something wrong.

What comes out of the tea cup is not the heat, but the faint power of rules!

This shocked him to death. What he didn't master even as a wild-level master was mastered by Cha first?

What a shame!

"Could it be...that this is the legendary and extremely precious Enlightenment Tea? Can it help people understand the power of rules?"

"Hiss...Senior actually entertained me with such a treasure? No wonder he said that meeting each other in the mountains was fate. He deliberately gave me the opportunity, but how can I, Zhao Dezhu, be worthy of it?"

Zhao Dezhu took another sip of tea, and a thin force of rules flowed in his mouth, and finally dissipated.

Although he had personal contact with the power of this gentle rule, he could not absorb much of it.

Zhao Dezhu sighed, full of self-blame: "I'm still not in a good mood! I have so many opportunities but I can't grasp them, alas!"

"I'm really ashamed of how much my seniors have cultivated me!"

"But... this is just a trace of the power of the rules I have absorbed, and it is more effective than the 30 years of hard training I have practiced in seclusion!"

Feeling the tiny rules in his body, Zhao Dezhu opened his eyes and hesitated for a few seconds.

I still chose to put the unfinished tea in the cup into a top-quality jade bottle and put it in a serious manner.

And put it in the storage bag!

He knew that he couldn't absorb it with his current cultivation level. Instead of drinking it and wasting it, it would be better to leave the opportunity to the future.

As for the enlightenment tea left in the teapot, he did not dare to pour it again.

It was a great opportunity for someone to take out such a precious treasure and let him taste it. If he took the pot away with him, wouldn't he lose his education?

It also left a bad impression in the minds of the seniors. The gain outweighs the loss!

What if you annoy the other person and kill him with one palm? It's better to be careful.

"This is definitely my biggest opportunity in the past few decades. What top-quality thing should I use to repay the gift?"

"It's not polite to come and not return. Only by returning courtesy can you avoid being kicked out the next time you come as a guest!"

Looking inside at the trace of rule power in his body, Zhao Dezhu was in trouble.

At this time, Chu Mo also came out with a handful of edamame and a lot of wild boar meat.

Seeing Zhao Dezhu sitting upright on the stone bench, Chu Mo couldn't help but nodded.

What a person who sits like a bell and deserves to be a cultivator!

"Just in time, I killed a wild boar a few days ago, and today I'm going to let our guests taste the delicious wild boar!"

"You sit down for a while while I peel some beans and fry some chili peppers!"

Chu Mo smiled and said hello, then lowered his head and started peeling beans.

Seeing Chu Mo, an unfathomable master, peeling vegetables with great seriousness, Zhao Dezhu seemed to have some enlightenment!

How could the senior peel the beans for the sake of peeling the beans, and even move to do it in front of me? This must have a profound meaning!

Wait...are you stripping me in front of me? You still look so serious?

He is a super expert who can shell beans with such down-to-earth manner.

Could it be that he wanted to tell me that no matter whether you are doing something big or small, you have to put aside your identity, treat yourself as an ordinary person, and do it with the most serious attitude in order to do it well?

At this moment, Zhao Dezhu's mood seemed to improve a bit.

The idea suddenly becomes clear!

I was too eager to make a breakthrough, but ended up getting twice the result with half the effort. Senior wanted me to correct my mentality!

Hiss! Senior really has good intentions, but... why should he be so nice to me?

Could it be that he thinks that I, Zhao Dezhu, am a talented person? Or maybe he is kind-hearted and gives me special guidance?

It seems so. If I didn't have a high understanding, how could I understand the cultivation of my predecessors?

"Senior, you are so kind! I would like to thank you, my junior!"

Zhao Dezhu bowed his hands respectfully.

Chu Mo was stunned for a few seconds, looked at the dish in his hand, and then looked at the other person's expression in confusion.

It suddenly dawned on me! Chu Mo then waved his hands carelessly and thought to himself:

It seems that not all practitioners are bad people, the master in front of me is very polite.

"Hi! It's not a big deal, it's just a meal. I have to eat alone anyway, so I just need an extra pair of chopsticks for you!"

"It's rare for a living person to come into the house as a guest, but it's nice to be able to talk to him!"

Zhao Dezhu was extremely grateful. Seeing Chu Mo busy, he felt particularly uncomfortable and always felt restless.

How can I wait to eat when my seniors are cooking? How ignorant is this?

But...I don’t know how to choose vegetables. I have been living without grain for many years and I don’t know what rice tastes like.

"Um... senior, how about I help you?"

Chu Mo waved his hand and said with a smile: "Hi! Why is this so embarrassing?"

"How about you help me cut up the wild boar meat!"

Chu Mo pointed to the dozen kilograms of pork on the stone table. Such a master would be overkill to cut the meat.

But if the other person comes to help you, it’s not too much to ask him to do some work, right?

Seeing that the other party agreed so readily, Zhao Dezhu was obviously startled.

I'm just being polite, why are you serious?

But I washed my hands and picked up the pork.

"good!"

After saying that, he took out his sharp sword and prepared to cut the meat.

At this time, Chu Mo's disgusted voice rang out.

"Stop! Don't use the sword! Who knows how many people you have cut down with your sword? It is covered with bacteria and viruses. What if you are infected with a blood disease? It will be bad if you eat it in your stomach!"

"Besides, it tastes terrible. Let's pay attention to the taste, shall we?"

"You have to use a kitchen knife to cut meat!"

Chu Mo waved his hand and stood up, picked up the kitchen knife on the ground, and blew the soil on it hard.

"Na! Get it!"

Zhao Dezhu's mouth twitched...

When you blow air, you blow out countless droplets. Is this uncomfortable?

It's not dirty if I dare to eat your saliva, but it's dirty if I chop it with my sword?

Zhao Dezhu shook his head and sighed, reaching out to take the handle of the knife.

The moment he took the knife handle into his hands, Zhao Dezhu trembled all over and his pupils suddenly dilated!

An overbearing Blade Intent followed his hand and entered his body, as if it was destroying his meridians.

Even a swordsman like him couldn't control this huge Blade Intent.

The hand holding the knife began to tremble uncontrollably.

The shocked look gradually turned into greed, but he quickly suppressed it and tried hard to keep his mind clear.

Zhao Dezhu held his breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and looked at the sword with great confusion.

Why is such a treasure that looks like a kitchen knife? The style is so ugly...

Just when Zhao Dezhu was holding a kitchen knife and preparing to ask, Chu Mo's laughter came over.

"How's it going? Is the blade sharp? This is my first time making a kitchen knife. I just finished it, but you made your guests laugh!"

"But I believe that after I build it a few more times, the shape and quality will definitely become better!"

Seeing the other person holding the knife in a daze, Chu Mo thought that the other person disliked his debut, so he laughed to himself in embarrassment.

After all, he had just acquired the blacksmithing skill and had not practiced it yet, so the things he produced did not look good.

He looked at it several times with his real eye, but he didn't see anything interesting.

In the end, he determined that the knife was really a piece of shit.

Hearing this, Zhao Dezhu felt dizzy and his heart seemed to have skipped a dozen beats!

A pair of eyes suddenly widened, and the knife in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Damn it! He... what did he say?

Such a magical weapon was actually made by himself?

hiss...

This person is not only a master at the pinnacle of the universe, but he is also a god-level blacksmith?

Oh my god! Is it so amazing?

Zhao Dezhu seemed to be possessed by Yue Yunpeng, and his whole body twitched uncontrollably.

No wonder... no wonder I saw the emergence of strange treasures before. It turns out... this peerless master is forging weapons!

Looking at Chu Mo's slightly shy look, Zhao Dezhu swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and glanced at the knife in his hand with great desire.

After hesitating again and again, he finally plucked up the courage and asked.

"Senior, do you want to sell this knife?"

"If you don't want to sell it, I can spend all your money to exchange it! Senior, look..."