Zhou Yang is not unfamiliar with the words Taoism and Taoism. He was a human being in his two lives, but this was the first time he heard people use to describe chemical reactions. Zhou Yang saw Chao Cuo's admiration in his eyes, and it was a black line. This was too irritating!

Zhou Yang didn't know that in ancient China, alchemists called the chemical reactions found in alchemy "Tao Art" and "Tao Art". If an alchemist discovers chemical reactions that others have not discovered, he often cherishes his secret skills and refuses to show them to others easily. If he knows it, he will praise him for his "Tao Art" and "Tao Art".

Chao Cuo's words are a common term for alchemists, but Zhou Yang sounds very awkward. Isn't chemical reactions better? Is it necessary to make it so mysterious?

"The Grand Marshal has supreme magical powers, great Taoist skills, and profound Taoist skills. I admire you! I admire you!"

The praises from the Mo family disciples came one after another, and they were already impressed by Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang opened his mouth and wanted to say that this was a chemical reaction, not a magical Taoist method. Then he thought about it, they definitely did not understand the chemical reaction. Taoist method, just Taoist method: "This is nothing. As long as you follow me down the mountain, your magical powers will be greater, and Taoist method will be higher. Are you willing to follow me down the mountain?"

Zhou Yang proved the Pythagorean theorem, which was not as good as this. In the eyes of the Mo family disciples, this was a magical matter, and he admired Zhou Yang very much. What was it like to ask them to go down the mountain, let alone, Zhou Dashen also promised to make their Taoist art more outstanding and their Taoist skills more profound. Who would not be happy?

"I'm willing!" The Mo family disciple answered in unison.

The task was completed! Zhou Yang looked at these Mohist disciples, as if he saw countless scientists standing in front of him, and was very relieved.

"Master, how did you make the pasta you mentioned?" A Mo family disciple asked anxiously.

Zhou Yangda was surprised that these Mohist disciples were first-class scholars and extraordinary craftsmen. They were so eager to speak out.

Although the Mo family disciples are good scholars and craftsmen, they are also human beings after all. Who doesn’t like delicious food? Not to mention, they are still the food that Zhou Dashang praised, who has vast supernatural powers, profound Taoism and excellent Taoism. How can they not be anxious?

A group of Mohist disciples looked at Zhou Yang anxiously, wishing they could eat it immediately.
Chapter completed!