Chapter 157

Wen Tian has a lot of respect for Song Chichi, and he naturally has respect for his master's man.

However, he didn't know if it was his own delusion, and he always felt that his father's temperament was very familiar, as if it was very similar to someone he knew.

It's just a feeling that I can't tell how it looks.

The only thing Wen Tian can be sure of is that his father is very powerful!

Wen Tian secretly admired, the master is really the master, the master himself is so powerful, and the master is also so powerful!

Sure enough, excellent people are with excellent people, and I have to work harder!

So Wen Tian worked harder to cook, and when he was stir-frying, he didn't forget to spare it, and asked his senior father seriously: "Then senior father, if there is anything I don't understand in cultivation in the future, can I also ask you?" ”

Shepherd: "...... OK. ”

Wen Tian was even happier and decided to cook two more dishes tonight!

Only Song Chichi's face was complicated.

It's over, my apprentice is obviously a monk with good roots, but now it's okay, not only did he worship a ghost from the underworld as a master, but now he has also become half a disciple of the Great Demon Emperor......

A little guy with such a good talent seems to have been led crooked by him.

However, Wen Tian did not have his own consciousness of growing up, in order to entertain his father, he was busy running around in the kitchen, and decided in his heart that he must let his father feel the warmth of going home!

Song Chichi also gave up introducing this courtyard to the Great Demon Emperor, and she wasn't familiar with it anyway, so she stayed for Wen Tian.

She can't touch the food, and if she does, it will rot, but she can help chop wood or something.

When she picked up the axe, Wen Tian was worried that she would cut herself, and when she saw that she was going to do it, she quickly put down the fried vegetables in her hand and walked out: "Master, don't do it!" I'll just do it! You just sit on the side. ”

Song Chichi looked embarrassed: "This is not very good...... How hard you work. ”

Wen Tian said seriously: "The disciple is not hard, not to mention, this is also cultivation, in the matter of cultivation, the disciple never dares to slack off." ”

Song Chi Chi was a little confused: "...... Chopping wood is also considered cultivation? ”

Wen Tian said, "Yes, isn't this what you said, Master?" Any little thing in life can exercise the state of mind, self-cultivation is important, and self-cultivation is equally important. ”

Song Chichi: "......"

Did I say anything so philosophical?

Song Chichi silently returned the axe to him: "Okay, then you cut it, and I'll go fetch water." ”

There's nothing to practice when you fetch water, right?

Wen Tian stopped her again: "Never! Master, my disciple is exercising his physical fitness. ”

Song Chichi: "...... Physical? ”

Wen Tian said: "Yes, Master, you said that the physical fitness of monks is generally very weak, even if they go up in the future, they can't help fighting, and the disciple's goal today is to get fifty loads of water to exercise their physique, and they will definitely not disappoint you, Master." ”

“……”

Song Chi was in a trance: "Oh, that's it." So, what else can I do? ”

Wen Tian thought for a while, and said with a serious face: "Why don't Master tell me about your cultivation virtues, such as how you built the foundation in the past, and how you formed the golden pill, and the disciple wrote it down and used it as a reference." ”

Song Chichi, who has not yet learned to refine qi and exhale: "............"

She was silent for a while, and said slowly: "I suddenly remembered that I still have important things to discuss with your father, you are busy first, and we will go first." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Wen Tian to answer, he dragged Mu Changyuan and ran.

Wen Tian: "???? ”。

Why do you think Master is weird.