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"Hey, hey, hey. Your vegetable paste is done, okay!?" Qin Feng sternly shouted to the Old Demon Eater behind him.

Well, good, good. Then come at me. Don't be angry!" Isn't this the first time I've cooked such a complicated dish!? " The Ogre, on the other hand, looked like a child. If someone saw it, they would definitely be scared half to death. After all, what kind of person was the Ogre?! The Demonified City was also a top figure. After all, it was a demonic cultivation city. In front of Qin Feng, he was like a child, and Qin Feng was impolite as well. He bluntly pointed out what mistakes the Ogre had committed.

Qin Feng had already stayed there for a few months, and his days were calm. Qin Feng liked these calm days, and even though he had never seen people from the sect, Qin Feng didn't have any intentions of joining any of the other sects. It wasn't that Qin Feng had high standards, but rather that he felt that this demonic world didn't have any sect that suited him, other than the sect.

Of course, Qin Feng wouldn't waste his time in training. Becoming stronger was his only goal, and Qin Feng had just started to deal with the Old Devil Food. After all, he only wanted to find a backer and a place, but when Qin Feng was with the Old Devil Food, he felt that the Old Devil wasn't bad.

"You cook here first, I'll go to Uncle Tofu and buy some tofu." Qin Feng said to the Old Demon Eater.

"Okay, you go. But why are you buying from that old man?" That old man was just a small stall. He couldn't afford the shop and would sell tofu every day. Although his tofu wasn't good, it wasn't the best stuff either.

"Old man, you can't blame me for being pitiful. After all, everyone has their own difficult days." Qin Feng walked to the door and said softly.

The only thing was that he wasn't ruthless enough. At the very least, he wouldn't be able to do such a good deed, and Old Devil liked living together with Qin Feng very much. After all, he had been alone for a long time, so how could he cultivate alone? The Ogre was still tired, he didn't even understand why he was training so hard when life was no longer fun. That was why he opened this food house to develop his hobbies, like the Ogre, there were many high-class cultivators who did side jobs, after all, humans were not gods, and people were lonely.

"Uncle, I'm here!" Qin Feng lightly smiled and shouted to an old uncle who was sitting blankly on the ground.

"Aiyo, it's Feng'er!" I was wondering why you didn't come today! Come on, this is tofu for today, no, this is the old uncle stewed tofu for you. "Hurry up and try it. It's still warm." An old man with a head full of white hair laughed. His face was wrinkled and it was unknown how old he was. Qin Feng really didn't know how an Aurous Core stage old man had been in this demonic world for so long.

"Okay, I'll be there right away." Qin Feng sat on the ground and picked up the tofu brain. To be honest, it wasn't very tasty, and it tasted bad, but Qin Feng's heart felt warm.

Qin Feng met this old man every day. In the beginning, Qin Feng didn't notice this old man, but after buying tofu here, he began to observe and pretty much no one bought tofu here. However, Qin Feng had asked him about this more than once before, and the old man always shook his head and looked into the distance. Qin Feng saw loneliness in his eyes.

"Delicious!" Qin Feng sat on the ground like a child, wiped his mouth, and gave an empty bowl to the old man. The old man, on the other hand, smiled.

"Uncle, I'm leaving first!" Come back tomorrow! " Qin Feng smiled at the old man and carried a bag of tofu towards the food shop. Every time Qin Feng bought tofu from here, he would feel a sense of satisfaction.

The old man looked at Qin Feng's gradually disappearing background, and a smile appeared on his face. He turned his head, picked up the tofu load, and muttered: "This guy, he's really not bad. Does he have a savage physique?" Ancient Sacred Blood? "Hehe, you still have Dao Insight."

If Qin Feng heard this, he would definitely be surprised. He didn't know when this old man knew most of his secrets. Just who was this old man? No one knew.

"He's back!" Qin Feng shouted into the food shop. Not long later, a fat figure ran over and said with a flattering smile: "You've returned, it's been hard on you. My little brother is pretty particular!" "Haha, come rest." The Ogre took the ingredients from Qin Feng's hands, pushed Qin Feng onto a seat, and said: "Come, try it, I made this! Come! "How does it taste?"

Qin Feng smiled. He was a dignified genius, yet in front of him, he was like a child. Qin Feng watched with admiration as the Ogre busied itself with carrying out dishes of delicacies. Back then, he had suffered a lot while learning culinary arts from his wife.

Qin Feng picked up the chopsticks and tasted them one by one. On the other hand, Old Devil Wu nervously stood in front of Qin Feng. He rubbed his chest with both hands and looked extremely nervous.

"Two words." Qin Feng put down his chopsticks and said expressionlessly as he looked at the Ogre.

"What ?" "What word?" the Ogre asked nervously.

"Not bad, haha!" Qin Feng laughed and gave the Ogre a thumbs up.

"Haha!" "I knew my God of Food was born to cook. His mother, who made me cultivate?!" The Ogre laughed and picked Qin Feng up.

Qin Feng was no longer a cultivator, nor was he a demonic cultivator. Instead, he had completely become a cultivator, and Qin Feng didn't know if there were people like him in this world, which was why he wanted to join the sect. He wanted to see if they were the same as him, but there was one good thing about it: whether it was demonic energy, spirit energy, or immortal energy, he could receive them, and then transform them into Taiji balls that rotated around each other. Only with this could Qin Feng cultivate in the demon realm.

Qin Feng didn't know what would happen to him tomorrow, and he had no other plans. He only knew that he had to enter the Dao Gate!