"Dad..."Dowling was about to speak, but was interrupted by Dao Wuji.

"As long as you can learn how to cook, you can meet the emperor, and when the time comes, you don't ask the emperor to suppress the Taoists, but only ask the emperor to thoroughly investigate who rescued your mother back then, where is she now? How are you doing? Dao Wuji said in a trembling voice.

Dowling was silent when he heard this, and he began to desperately recall his memories, although he was a time-traveler, unlike the protagonists of the novels he had read, he was reincarnated and crossed, so he also experienced the process of normal baby growth.

He couldn't remember his mother's appearance, but he could feel the embrace in the dark, and she was his mother when she was pregnant in October, and he had to find her and bring her back to his father.

"Daddy... I promise you, I will bring my mother back! Dowling said in a firm tone.

Dao Wuji patted his son's hand excitedly, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Dad, I'll tell you a secret too." Dowling said as he broke free from his father's claws slightly.

"What's the secret?" Dao Wuji could not calm down the excitement in his heart at this time.

"I... I have seen my ancestors! Still... Still... He scolded the old man...", Dowling stammered.

"Oh... Scold, scold, don't scold, ......" Dao Wuji waved his hand and said, suddenly his eyes widened, and he grabbed Daolin's arm with both hands.

"Who did you just say you scolded?"

"The ancestor of Taoism - Tao Changqing." Dowling craned his neck and repeated.

"You rabbit cub, you dare to scold the ancestors, see if I don't kill you today!" Dao Wuji suddenly gained strength, and struggled to get up from the bed to fight Daolin.

Seeing this, Dowling pulled his legs and ran, and the speed was jaw-dropping.

"Don't run, stop me!" In the courtyard, Dao Wuji's roar sounded.

"It's a fool not to run!" Dowling ran to the mill and confronted Dao Wuji.

"Hey, you see I'm not going to smoke you today." Dao Wuji shouted directly with his slippers in his hands.

"You catch up with me."

Then the father and son began to run around the millstone.

"What do you say the young owner is messing with?" A cook asked Lao Du.

Lao Du shook his head and said: "Looking at this posture, it doesn't seem to be pretending, I'm afraid this will be a fat beating." ”

"Do you want to take a gamble?" The other cook said with an eyebrow raised.

"What's the gambling method?" The first cook was curious.

"I bet that the young owner was beaten for a quarter of an hour!" The cook at the beginning took out five taels of silver and said.

"Then I'll bet that the young owner will be beaten for half an hour!"

A group of cooks have taken money out of their pockets to participate in the gambling game.

"Lao Du, do you bet or not?" The cook asked.

"Bet, why not? I'll take a bet on the owner! Lao Du took out ten taels and put them on the table and said.

A group of people looked at Lao Du like fools, and their hearts were happy.

"Whew... Don't run away, you kid! Dao Wuji shouted as he propped his knees onto his knees.

"If you don't hit me, I won't run!" Dowling replied with a calm breath.

"Okay, I won't beat you anymore, you come and help me, I can't stand still." Dao Wuji said as he threw his slippers on the ground.

Seeing this, Dao Lin smiled and walked over, seeing Dao Wuji approaching, Dao Wuji, who was originally exhausted, suddenly flexibly raised his other shoe-wearing foot, and the slippers were whipped in one go.

Dowling is no longer the Dowling he used to be, he has already reacted as soon as Dao Wuji raises his foot, and by the time he waves the soles of his shoes, Dowling has already returned to his previous position.

"Good! You cheat! Dowling pointed at Dao Wuji and shouted.

Dao Wuji waved his hand and threw his shoes at Dao Lin and scolded: "You kid is really now, monkey spirit monkey spirit, no, old and old, my son is old, I can't move!" ”

After that, Dao Wuji directly sat on the ground with the grinding plate.

Dowling tilted his head to avoid the flying shoes and walked to his father with a smile.

"The father is not old, but the son is too ignorant." As he spoke, he deliberately leaned his head over.

Dao Wuji knocked on Daolin with a smile, and then was helped up by his son.

"Have you seen enough? You don't have to go to work tomorrow! Dao Wuji shouted angrily at the cooks' dormitory.

Lao Du responded while smiling and collecting the money: "Just sleep, sleep here..."

Returning to the room again, Dowling told the story of his encounter with the ancestor, and scolded the ancestor, and finally the ancestor's inheritance.

"So, the ancestor is completely gone?" Dao Wuji said with a sigh.

Dowling nodded.

"Then you just said that the mountain could come over?" The Tao is endless and the Tao.

"Anyway, Brother Liang said it's not a big deal." Dowling nodded and said.

"If we can bring that place over, let's move the ancestral hall over, it just so happens that the ancestors have been together for generations, and there are also the Taoist statues of the ancestors."

"Don't worry, I'm going to decide on that mountain, Pang County doesn't dare not give it, if he dares not to give it, his son will dare to lift his county government for him." Dowling said with a smile.

"Okay, hurry up and go to bed, tomorrow I will teach you cooking skills, and you must also learn the exercises given to you by the ancestors, after all, you promised the ancestors to carry forward Taoism."

Early the next morning, Dao Wuji opened the door, looked up and saw that his son was boxing on the roof of the restaurant, and a flash of relief flashed in his eyes, so he didn't disturb his son, but went to prepare breakfast.

If you can't cook vegetables, it's always okay to cook porridge.

On the top of the building, Dao Lin had already cultivated for a long time according to the "Evergreen Technique" taught by the ancestor in his mind.

"Evergreen Jue" is a body refining method, with a total of six levels, which can be cultivated from the product to the realm of creation, as for the back, the ancestors also said that they would ascend to heaven before they figured it out.

"Evergreen Formula"

The first weight of bone training, corresponding to the product, so that their muscles and bones can be better tempered and impurities are discharged.

The second level of physical training, corresponding to Kaiyuan, allows the body to be better nourished, so as to generate more internal force.

The third level of qi training, corresponding to pneumatics, allows one's own breath to be better adjusted, and makes one's internal force more stable.

The fourth level of heart training, corresponding to the grandmaster, allows oneself to understand how to better use internal force, so that it is easier to turn internal force into true element.

The fifth level of training is extraordinary, which corresponds to the extraordinary, so that its own true element is more consolidated and reborn.

The sixth practice of induction, corresponding to creation, so that oneself can better sense the aura of heaven and earth, so as to participate in creation.

Dao Lin had already touched the threshold according to the exercises, and at this time he only felt that his bones were itchy, which could only be relieved by non-stop activities.

He doesn't know any knife skills, he can only make up for the military physical boxing he learned during military training in his last life, although the fight is not standard, but he still has a good appearance.

With the physical activity, the sweat continues to flow out of the pores, and the bones are no longer as itchy as before.

Dao Lin was very excited in his heart, he knew that he had already started, and when he could discharge the dirt from cultivation was the first major achievement, and when he could no longer discharge the dirt from cultivation, and his bones would not itch, it would be the first major achievement.

The sun finally jumped out of the eastern mountain, and by this time he was already drenched in sweat.

"That's all for today, hurry down and eat." Dao Wuji shouted as he walked out of the kitchen with his apron on.

"Come on!" Dowling responded, then leapt off the roof.