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Yang Guo took a piece of frozen meat and handed it to Ouyang Feng, and said softly: "Dad, where are you these days?"

Ouyang Feng glared at him, but did not reply, nor did he take the frozen meat. He hummed, and took a piece of frozen meat in the bamboo basket and started eating. Although he came to his senses that day, he was very crazy because of the stimulation. But even so, he remembered Yang Guo's appearance. He had the intention of finding him, and he also felt annoying and unwilling to see him. When he saw him handing him something, he didn't take it.

Yang Guo's chest felt sour. Ouyang Feng's move obviously hadn't forgiven him. He could only say that he had such a relative in the world, but now he had a estrangement, and of course he felt sad. Thinking of this, he looked at Fang Zhixing again, hoping that his master could help him think of a solution.

Seeing that Fang Zhixing was still practicing martial arts, Yang Guo took another frozen chicken and handed it to his master. After several years of getting along, he also knew Fang Zhixing’s preferences.

Fang Zhixing was still thinking about the tricks that Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng had just fought. He took over the frozen chicken with one hand and practiced martial arts with the other. As for the expectations in Yang Guo's eyes, although he saw it, he had no time to pay attention. He had just been distracted by three uses, but he could not quickly distract four uses.

Seeing this, Yang Guo couldn't see it, so he had to look at the three of them and chew the frozen meat himself. However, with his mood at this moment, he really couldn't eat it. After a while, he stood up and said to Hong Qigong: "Senior Hong, he is my adoptive father, please don't make things difficult for him."

When Mr. Hong Qigong heard Yang Guo say this, he nodded repeatedly. He was about to speak, and suddenly his nose twitched and he faintly smelled a faint fragrance. He couldn't help but feel surprised and stood up. Although this fragrance was light, it was extremely pure. Even a delicious person like Mr. Hong Qigong had never smelled it several times in his life. Now he smelled it at the peak of Mount Hua. Of course, he was surprised.

He was delicious by nature and had a very sensitive nose. In the blink of an eye, he saw the fragrance coming from the frozen chicken on Fang Zhixing's hand, and he was even more surprised. It turned out that the chicken on Fang Zhixing's hand was still in the frozen state, but the color inside gradually turned yellow, obviously it was becoming cooked. The fragrance was emitted from the root of the chicken legs held by Fang Zhixing's hand.

Seeing Fang Zhixing practicing martial arts with one hand while cooking food with the other, Hong Qigong nodded slightly. He heard from Guo Jing that the old naughty boy Zhou Botong had a martial art that was used with one hand and was distracted by two hands. Now it seems that Fang Zhixing used this. Thinking of Yang Guo once saying that he was a disciple of Quanzhen, he believed it a little more.

Yang Guo was waiting for Hong Qigong's reply, but saw him suddenly staring at his master and couldn't help but look back. He saw that his master was still practicing martial arts with one hand, sometimes changing a lot, sometimes like a knife cutting an axe and chisel. Although it was extremely exquisite, there was nothing unusual. He was about to beg again, but Hong Qigong stopped his words with a "boosh".

Hong Qigong pointed at Fang Zhixing's frozen chicken in his hand, ignored Yang Guo and focused on looking. The appearance of the frozen chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand became yellower and yellower. The fragrance became stronger and stronger. After a while, it became more and more restrained. Then after a moment, it became thicker and thicker again.

Seeing this, Mr. Hong Qi nodded. The frozen chicken was frozen and did not add any seasonings. If it was simply ripened, it would inevitably taste unbeautiful. Even if the taste was fragrant, it would be difficult to catch his eyes. But if it was cooked several times in a row and the fragrance penetrated deep into the inside, it would be much better. Even if it was not added, the taste would be excellent.

After Hong Qigong's suggestions, Yang Guo also saw the changes in Fang Zhixing's frozen chicken on his hand, and was even more surprised. He was in Chixia Village for several years, but he had never seen Fang Zhixing use this skill. Fang Zhixing paid attention to divergent thinking when he was rumoring his martial arts skills and explored the use of various martial arts in life. Therefore, Yang Guo was very familiar with various methods of using true qi, but he had never heard of this method.

Who knows that Fang Zhixing's method has also been explored recently. Since his Zixia magical power has been perfected, the five senses have become sharper, and the requirements for taste have become higher and higher. He has tasted many things that he had never cared about before. As long as there is a slight deviation in ordinary meals, it is difficult to swallow. Moreover, because Fang Zhixing is often in the wilderness, it is difficult to encounter people at any time. In this way, he naturally needs to cook food by himself. It is inconvenient to make fire in the wild. Fang Zhixing has no choice but to find out how to cook food with true energy to satisfy his taste. Now it is just now perfect.

Fang Zhixing's method of using true qi to cook food is actually obtained from Master Lingzhi. Although Master Lingzhi's martial arts are not high, the use of true qi is quite unique. Among them, there is a method of urging the power to boil water into soup. Fang Zhixing learned from it and directly used true qi to cook food. Although this method consumes a lot, it is not worth mentioning to Master Lingzhixing, and it is not considered a big loss, so he has been using it.

Of course, if this alone is the case, it would not surprise a top master like Hong Qigong. The strangeness of Hong Qigong is not only the wonderfulness of this hand cooking method, but also the fact that Fang Zhixing can use true qi to stimulate the heat to send into the chicken body, but it condenses but does not disperse, and even the ice outside the frozen chicken has not melted away. This true qi control is really subtle. Although Hong Qigong has high skills, he has no such delicate means because his true qi is more powerful and does not have such delicate means. Now he is amazed when he first sees it. Looking at Fang Zhixing's martial arts practiced by his other hand, he pays more attention to it. Now his martial arts are outstanding, no wonder he can teach a young talent like Yang Guo.

In admiration, Hong Qigong had already smelled the fragrance twice in a row, and felt that the smell was becoming more and more mellow, making him feel itchy. When the fragrance emitted for the third time was completely astringent, he immediately jumped over and shouted, "It's only three things, it's enough!" As he said that, he reached out to grab the frozen chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand. Although Hong Qigong did not use all his strength, he naturally used martial arts to cover Fang Zhixing's hand and made it impossible to avoid it.

Fang Zhixing was distracted by Eryi. Although he had been practicing martial arts, he was also distracted and focused on the food in his hand, otherwise he would not be able to cook like this. He felt that the frozen chicken was about to be cooked, and he was about to finish his work and enjoy it when he saw Hong Qigong grabbing it. He had no choice but to take it.

Feeling this, Fang Zhixing stretched out his hand and laughed, "Old Master Hong, it is said that 'If you don't take me, you will be arbitrary!" This time, using your fingers as a sword. If Mr. Hong Qi did not stop, he would definitely poke his Shenmen hole. Even if he grabbed the frozen chicken with his hand, he would still be unable to seize it.

Seeing this move, Hong Qigong seemed to have hidden several back moves. Even if his claw technique changes, he will be afraid that it will be difficult to avoid it. He immediately retracted his hand and exclaimed: "Good boy! You really have you!" As a master, he shouldn't have taken action to grab the food of his juniors. Now that he doesn't hit a single blow, he will naturally not take action. However, looking at the frozen chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand, he couldn't help but move his throat and swallow his saliva. Although the frozen chicken is not smelly, Hong Qigong naturally thought of the smell, and he felt even more unbearable.

Fang Zhixing smiled slightly when he saw this, and the true energy in his hand shook. The ice cubes on the frozen chicken had broken and fell down. Then he stretched out his hand and shook some ice cubes from the inside of the chicken body, which were mixed with some red and black objects. However, it was blood stasis and other objects that were not washed inside the chicken body, which were discharged with his true energy. If it was used on a person, it would be to cut off hair and wash marrow.

Seeing this, Hong Qigong was even more surprised. He knew that Fang Zhixing not only penetrated the fragrance into every part of the chicken's body, but also discharged impurities. In this way, the chicken's taste was naturally more mellow. Thinking of this, he swallowed his saliva and shouted: "Tear it into two portions and give it to me."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhixing reached out and tear off half of it, and indeed gave it to him with the butt of the chicken. Then he tore off a chicken leg himself and threw the rest to Yang Guo. He grabbed another frozen chicken from the bamboo basket and continued to cook.

Hong Qigong was overjoyed and snatched it with his hands. He ate it cleanly. While eating, he kept praising it: "Miaoji, Miaoji, Lao Beihua has lived for so many years, and the chicken he has eaten is probably less than 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, but he has never eaten such a good chicken a few times." As he said that, he asked Fang Zhixing again: "What's your name? Lao Beihua must remember it carefully! Belly, belly, such delicious chicken will rarely be eaten in the future!" As he spoke, he kept looking at the other chicken that Fang Zhixing was cooking, obviously with some meaning.

"My chicken is just cooking casually, and it has no name. Since Mr. Hong asked, it would be called ice cream chicken!" Fang Zhixing answered casually when he heard Hong Qigong's inquiry.

"Ice crispy chicken... Ice crispy chicken... It's indeed appropriate! It's much more elegant than me, the old beggar beggar chicken!" Hong Qigong laughed. Although the ice crispy chicken cooked by Fang Zhixing did not have any seasoning, it was no less than the beggar chicken carefully cooked by Huang Rong, which made him very amazed. Moreover, the chicken was not only extremely crispy and tender, but also the bones were also crispy and soft. Hong Qigong swallowed it all up with his greed, and felt that it had a different taste, so he was very impressed.

Of course, Fang Zhixing heard the meaning of Hong Qigong's question. He chuckled in his heart, but did not reply, but quietly tasted the chicken legs in his hand. It was his first time cooking this ice-sauce chicken, so of course he had to taste it carefully to see if there were any shortcomings. He paid more attention to chewing and swallowing slowly when eating, and carefully experiencing the taste, but it was much slower than Hong Qigong and much more elegant.

While the two were talking, Yang Guo had already handed the ice crispy chicken in his hand to Ouyang Feng and said softly: "Dad, eat this!" He knew that the ice crispy chicken in his hand could be praised by Hong Qigong, and it must be extremely delicious. Seeing that Ouyang Feng was still gnawing on the side, he handed the chicken in his hand over.

Hong Qigong's greedy worm was beating. When he saw Yang Guo handing the chicken in his hand to Ouyang Feng, he hurriedly said, "The smelly toad doesn't eat what you give me, hurry up and give it to me. I should make any requests you have!" (To be continued)

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