My apprentice in Douluo is the Pope

Chapter 7 Such a beautiful apprentice, it's a pity not to chop wood... (Da Zhang asks for a recommendation ticket!)
To be honest, Yang Zian didn't have much musical talent, or in other words, even if Wuhun was Fuxiqin, his musical accomplishments were average.

But everything is afraid of time. Although he slept for a long time in the middle, after all, it spanned hundreds of millions of years, there is still time to practice the piano, and there are many audiences listening to the piano.

So Yang Zian's current piano skills are already worthy of his shocking appearance.

"Ding ding dong dong..."

"Dong dong ling ling ding..."

The soothing tune came from the fuxiqin, which made the standing Bibidong calm down. She found that the sound of the piano was very magical, and it actually suppressed her violent killing aura in an instant.

And now in the entire hall, there are countless white lines visible to the naked eye. If Bibi Dong's guess is correct, it is the realization of the piano sound!

"Tick tock tick tock..."

"Ling da ling da ling da..."

As Yang Zian's hand speed kept changing and accelerating, Bibi Dong couldn't help but sit cross-legged, and began to carefully comprehend the mystery.

On the other hand, Yang Zi'an's piano sound gradually speeded up from soothing, and became a little excited, but there was a unique silence and ease in the excitement.

It feels like a quiet library in a busy city. Although it is in a busy city, it has its own quietness.

Bibi Dong's originally anxious expression became relaxed amidst the sound of the piano, and she slowly closed her eyes without making too many unnecessary movements, just involuntarily relaxing and sitting cross-legged.

Bibi Dong was wearing a white loose exercise suit at this time, her slightly curvy lavender hair was tied into a ponytail, her willow eyebrows, her nose, pretty ears, and her pink lips perfectly matched her oval face. ...

Every time he sees this, Yang Zi'an can't help but quote a sentence from A Dream of Red Mansions: "How can there be such a symbolic person in this world."

It's a pity that such a beautiful woman doesn't have to chop wood and cook for him!

Although he was thinking wildly in his heart, Yang Zi'an's hands never stopped. He could already play this calming tune with his toes, and it was impossible to make mistakes.

After about half an hour, Yang Zi'an slowly tuned in, put his hands on the piano, the huge blue soul ring behind his back slowly disappeared, and looked at Bibi Dong with a smile on his face.

And Bibi Dong also slowly opened his eyes, and when he looked at Yang Zi'an, he was surprised again. He only played for half an hour, but my killing spirit has been half refined by me. How can it be?

You must know that the reason why the Killing God Domain is called the Killing God Domain is because the Killing God Domain is considered a top existence in the entire Douluo Continent, but Yang Zian helped her refine half of it easily!
It seems that this master really did not worship in vain!
"Okay, don't worship me, brother is just a legend. Let's go, master treats you to dinner." Yang Zian put Fuxiqin into his body, flicked the dust that didn't exist on his clothes, and then walked out the door first outside.

Bibidong was stunned for a moment, but she didn't hear Yang Zijian's words, she felt a little uncomfortable for a while, so she hurriedly got up and quickly chased after him.

"Master, what are we having for dinner today?" Bibi Dong asked in a relaxed tone, half a step behind Yang Zian.

Half of the killing spirit has been refined, and her strength has also increased a bit, so the mood can be imagined.

And the most important point is that Bibi Dong has already silently recognized Yang Zian as a master from the bottom of her heart, although she hasn't realized it yet.

After all, Yang Zian didn't threaten or ask for anything, and directly refined half of her murderous aura. Not everyone can have such a mind.

And Yang Zian is so handsome, how could he have bad intentions?
At this moment, Yang Zian, who was walking in front, suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground, but before Bibi Dong could help him, he managed to stabilize himself.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Bibi Dong quickly walked over to hold Yang Zian's arm, and asked worriedly, she was fine just now.

"It's okay, I just used too much force when helping you refine the killing aura. It will be fine after a few days as a teacher." Yang Zian asked about the faint fragrance on Bibi Dong's body, and said pretendingly weak.

He just finished playing the piano, and he forgot to add the play, and it's not too late to add it.

Sure enough, Bibi Dong didn't have the slightest doubt, Liu Mei frowned directly, and her expression became self-blaming: "How about master, I'll cook, you can take a rest?"

Yang Zi'an waved his hand: "It's okay, how about it, this time cooking, you are responsible for chopping firewood."

Bibi Dong moved her forehead and nodded: "Okay, master, I will help you cook properly."

"By the way, master, what is the name of our sect?"

Yang Zian was stunned for a moment. It was not the first time he had heard this question. He cleared his throat and said, "Our sect actually doesn't have a name. If we have to add a name to him, then let's call it the egg yolk pie."

"Egg Yolk Pie?" Bibi Dong looked at Yang Zian in confusion, the name was not domineering at all, and even had a strange feeling.

"That's right, egg yolk pie, the first word refers to my exterior, and the second word refers to my interior, which is the meaning of our sect's name..." Yang Zi'an pretended to be profound explained.

Anyway, if you don't understand, I'll just cheer you up.

"Then master, what are we going to have for dinner today?" Bibi Dong gave up dwelling on this issue, anyway, it's only been half a year, she doesn't care if it's egg yolk pie or whatever.

"Today we will eat spicy rabbit head, braised pork, beggar's chicken, stewed chicken with mushrooms, and finally have a bite of the noodles made by the master, and you will be satisfied." Yang Zi'an reported the name of the dish without hesitation, and listened to it. Dong was taken aback.

Can't wait to hear it.

The tools for cooking, or the kitchen, Yang Zian also has here. It is a large wooden house that is ventilated on all sides. There are many kitchen utensils that Bibi Dong is familiar with, but most of them are unfamiliar.

"Master, what is this iron frame?"

"That's called a grill."

"Then master, what about this one?"

"This is called a copper pot. It can be used to eat hot pot. I will bring you a meal later."

"Okay, don't ask any more questions, go chop firewood." Yang Zian waved Bibi Dong to the side of the firewood pile.

Really, wouldn't it be a pity not to watch her chop firewood once for such a beautiful woman?
"Ah, oh..." Bibi Dong nodded blankly, then picked up the axe, stepped on the stake with one slender thigh, rolled up her sleeves, and started her career of chopping wood.

For some reason, Bibi Dong always felt that her temperament and wisdom as a saint would be completely crushed by Yang Zian.

Many years later, Bibi Dong recalled his first and only experience of chopping firewood, and wanted to strangle Yang Zian beside him to death. He could use his soul power to boil water for cooking, but he intentionally tortured himself.

.........

And Yang Zian was not idle either, he was manipulating the water element to clean the pheasants and rabbits, while he was killing pigs with a butcher's knife.

It is vulgar for others to kill a pig, but Yang Zian's killing a pig can be called aesthetics!
I saw that he just cut the whole pig in half evenly with a single knife, and there was no blood splashed out, and no bone was cut.

Then the pig's internal organs were taken out. He didn't like to eat fat sausages, so he directly burned the internal organs with the fire element, and then blown them outside the house with the wind element...

When Gu Yuena was accepted as the Silver Dragon King's apprentice, the system rewarded him with Gu Yuena's ability to control the elements. Now, although the seven elements are useless in fighting, Yang Zian found that the seven elements are good helpers for daily cooking. !

After collecting three-quarters of the pork, Yang Zi'an only processed a quarter of the pork. After everything was done, he shouted to Bibi Dong who was struggling to chop wood: "Dong'er, come and light the fire."

Bibi Dong stopped the axe, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, but Yang Zian coughed a few times, and Bibi Dong gave up thinking for a moment.

The master is a good person, there is no harm except for being a bit foolish, how could he intentionally bully her, I must be thinking too much.

So, Her Royal Highness, bouncing around with a bundle of firewood, arrived at the stove.

There are three stoves on Yang Zian's side, which can cook spicy rabbit head, braised pork, and stewed chicken with mushrooms at the same time, and he can also cook three at the same time.

Pour the oil, when the oil is hot, add the ingredients, then add the meat, stir-fry, add salt, add secret chili sauce, add mushrooms...

Soon, the smell of braised pork wafted out. I saw that the meat was golden in color, rich in oil and red sauce, tender and attractive.

At this time, Saintess Bibi Dong was focusing on lighting the fire, and she found that even if she couldn't take care of the three stoves at the same time, the fire intensity and temperature of the three stoves were well controlled.

So, feeling something was wrong, she raised this question to Yang Zian.

"Oh, you said this, as a teacher, you have the fire element ability, you can start a fire and control the temperature without firewood..." Yang Zian replied casually.

Then, he saw that Bibi Dong's face changed instantly...

"It turns out that you are not only not injured! Use your soul power casually! And you don't need firewood, right?"

"Well, listen to my explanation, Dong'er, actually this..."

"Hehe, it's late!"

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(End of this chapter)