The Heroes of Gulong: Great Chefs from Past to Present

Chapter 427 All living beings are evil
Scientific reason?

Wang Lianhua's lonely expression fell into Chu Liuxiang's eyes, making him a little curious.

Although Mr. Lianhua is both good and evil, his knowledge and breadth of knowledge cannot be matched by anyone in the entire martial arts world.

Can such a person compare himself to Yingying? Chu Liuxiang looked at Li Chaofeng with a glint in his eyes.

Can Li Chaofeng's knowledge be worthy of the title Haoyue?

Recalling the past, Chu Liuxiang also suddenly woke up.

Li Chaofeng was only 19 years old when he traveled to the desert. He was tall but always wore a ponytail.

With his hair untied and his face young, Chu Liuxiang and the others always thought that Li Chaofeng was just a reckless young man who had just entered the world.

But now I think about it, Li Chaofeng was the one who answered questions from beginning to end.

And he himself has never asked questions about the world like a young man who has just entered the world.

Li Chaofeng would not lie when it was unnecessary.

Li Chaofeng shook his head: "I also thought I could take another path, but unfortunately that path was too blurry, so blurry that I couldn't see the direction."

It seems that he has already understood everything in the world.

Li Chaofeng's indifferent appearance made Chu Liuxiang feel sad, but he picked up the cup in front of him and hummed softly.

Memories flashed by, Chu Liuxiang sang the poem from the past, his eyes were fixed on Li Chaofeng's calm face, and he said with a sad look on his face.

Chu Liuxiang's eyes looked regretful: "Hu Tiehua is right. Maybe I should have accompanied Hu Tiehua to the capital to find you."

But Li Chaofeng will definitely lie when necessary.

"The city is full of hungry people, and the noble family is showing off, and the general has bones halfway up the mountain."

"The clouds and smoke of the past recall the past, and the poems and aspirations are still in my heart. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers have passed, and the years have passed, and I dare to ask where I can find my old friends."

For example, the poem that makes even crazy people feel frightened.

Unifying the world by force would require killing too many people, and Li Chaofeng wanted to avoid this path.

Li Chaofeng replied with a smile while listening to the complaining poems he wrote while drunk.

But there is no way, time is fair to everyone. Li Chaofeng is a time traveler, but not an immortal.

"It seems that you have gone through a lot of things between you?"

".Or I should take the initiative to speak and persuade you to take another path."

"Once something starts, it's impossible to stop."

Listening to the exchange between Chu Liuxiang and Li Chaofeng, Wang Lianhua was a little confused and asked.

"It seems you have made up your mind."

What's even more terrifying is that Li Chaofeng is vague about many things. It's not that he doesn't know the answers, but that he feels that some answers cannot be explained clearly.

Li Chaofeng smiled: "It's all in the past."

He couldn't find the way, so he had to take the path he could see.

"Li Chaofeng, your poems are very crazy, but I have always admired them."

"I wonder if you have forgotten the past now?"

Li Chaofeng blew on the tea cup in front of him and chuckled.

"Li has never been interested in expressing his ambition through poetry. I'm afraid Xiangshuai may have misunderstood something."

Chu Liuxiang's eyes were fixed on Li Chaofeng's. Li Chaofeng was smiling with no intention of giving in.

"Interesting, interesting."

Wang Lianhua watched Chu Liuxiang and Li Chaofeng confront each other, but she laughed from the side, turned to look at Chu Liuxiang, and said the same.

"The city is full of hungry people, and the noble family is showing off, and the general has bones halfway up the mountain."

"This poem has no beginning or end, but it also points out the ruthlessness of the powerful and the cruelty of war."

"What Li Chaofeng did is indeed like the poetry he can write."

"But to say this is some kind of ambition is to overstate it?"

Li Chaofeng looked at Wang Lianhua, rolled his eyes slightly, and said helplessly.

"You're just young and frivolous. Instead of wasting time testing Li's past, Mr. Lian Hua, it's better to teach Li some strange martial arts."

"As long as he teaches you more, Li will naturally tell you everything he knows."

When Wang Lianhua heard this, she looked towards the deck and raised her chin slightly. "I've already taught you how to seize the soul, and I demonstrated it just now. Does it have anything to do with me whether you can learn it or not?"

Hearing this, Li Chaofeng sighed in his heart.

Wang Lianhua fell in love with science, so the knowledge in "Lianhua Baojian" was naturally given away.

It was originally planned to be spread out, but Li Chaofeng exchanged it for knowledge he had never seen before. How could he not teach it?

But Li Chaofeng only learned a little and felt powerless.

Wang Lianhua's martial arts is indeed not as good as Shen Lang's, but this is not because he is not talented, but because he has learned too many martial arts, which are too complex.

Yuan Suiyun already has enough martial arts, but Wang Lianhua has more martial arts than him.

He is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and his moves are the secrets of each sect.

He also created many exquisite moves named after poetry.

Medical skills, poisoning, poisoning, and mind control.

Of course, there is also the art of disguise.

If he hadn't written a book called "Lianhua Baojian" and Li Chaofeng asked him to teach martial arts, he himself wouldn't know which martial arts were worth teaching and which martial arts were rubbish.

Being proficient in everything makes everything ordinary.

But after Li Chaofeng learned it, he found that Wang Lianhua had to waste a lot of time to learn every martial arts.

After learning so many martial arts and still being able to master them all, Wang Lianhua's talent is truly terrifying.

Li Chaofeng, the Gu master, has arranged for Wan Chunliu to study it, and Wang Lianhua also taught him the techniques of cultivating Gu mothers.

But this Persian soul-pulling technique. Li Chaofeng has been able to temporarily confuse other people's minds, but he doesn't understand the principle.

The true energy flowing through his body can make his enemies see another scene in their eyes.

Even if the enemy's mind is unstable, it is still a very magical martial art.

Li Chaofeng raised his eyes: "I already know the mind-telling technique, I'm asking about other martial arts."

When Wang Lianhua heard this, she stood up angrily, pointed at Li Chaofeng and cursed.

"With your ability to peel off skin and cramps, how can you teach me any skills you can teach me?"

"I dare to teach Lao Shen's martial arts. The question is, do you, a coward, dare to learn it?"

Li Chaofeng smiled: "Daxia Shen's kung fu is passed down from family. It would be better for Li not to learn it."

Seeing Li Chaofeng give in, Wang Lianhua sat down proudly, turned to look at Chu Liuxiang, and said in a frivolous tone.

"Tell me what poem this guy wrote, which can be remembered by the famous bandit commander Chu Liuxiang to this day, but he is unwilling to let me hear the whole story."

Chu Liuxiang was silent.

Everyone knows that powerful people are ruthless, and they also know that war is cruel.

But Li Chaofeng's poem also said something else.

Those who cut down forests are like water sellers, and those who dig embankments are like ferrymen.

Those who cut down forests are not powerful people, and those who dig embankments are just trying to survive.

For this reason, the common people are ungrateful! All living beings have no way!

Hu Tiehua said Li Chaofeng was an evildoer.

How can he not be a hindrance to scolding everyone in the world with just one word?

Just when Chu Liuxiang was thinking about whether to tell Li Chaofeng's thoughts, a roar came from the deck, and all three people looked over.

"Wang Lianhua, you are also a well-known hero, but you only know how to avoid when fighting with others!!!"

Li Chaofeng smiled, Chu Liuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, but Wang Lianhua's face was full of anger.

He should have killed this self-righteous trash just now!

"Ta!" sounded, and Li Chaofeng gently snapped his fingers on the high platform, causing Bai Yunsheng, whose eyes were red, to freeze on the spot.

As his vision returned, Bai Yunsheng finally discovered that there was no one on the deck except him.

Looking up, Wang Lianhua and Li Chaofeng were sitting on the high platform together. Judging from the elegant way he was holding the cup, it seemed that he had been sitting there for a long time.

Did he just keep fighting with the air?

(End of this chapter)