cannon pounding are disappearing.

At this time, the Three Emperors Cannon was already like a dying butterfly, slowly squirming in the firelight.
Is this really going to fail? ?
The Three Emperors Cannon was about to burn out, and Wei Xiaobei couldn’t help but feel a little regretful.
But at that moment when all the three emperors’ cannons were beaten and burned up, the impulse that Wei Xiaobei had previously suppressed emerged. It was extremely powerful, and the indomitable fist intention appeared, turning into the last flame and rushing into the cooking among skills.
boom!
At this moment, Wei Xiaobei felt his mind was shaking.
Countless memories related to cooking surfaced. There was the memory of boiling twelve eggs in an iron pot without telling my parents when I was hungry as a child. After that, I swallowed them deliciously, but then I was so bloated that I couldn’t move in bed. There was the memory of being in the fifth grade of elementary school. At that time, the sausages had just been stuffed at home and had not yet been smoked. I was so greedy that I stole a few joints to have a picnic with my friends on the hilltop mountain in the suburbs.
A big pot of food cooked while serving in the army and helping cook in the cooking class.
During wilderness survival training, I caught a snake and had a feast with a pheasant.
After he was discharged from the army, he worked in Cuihu City. Every day at noon, he spent three yuan to buy a simple lunch, one meat and two vegetables, without even washing the celery leaves.
The instant noodles I ate in the rental house, and the chicken stewed with mushrooms carefully made by Li Lanxing.
That scene was vivid and kept appearing in Wei Xiaobei’s mind.
What surprised Wei Xiaobei was that he seemed to touch something at this moment, but was immediately isolated again, making him couldn’t help but let out a sigh.
After a long time, Wei Xiaobei woke up from this memory. He was not in a hurry to check whether his cooking skills were successfully improved, but felt the magical realm he had touched before for a long time.
road!
This should be what is called Tao in Taoist classics.
There are clouds, the sun and the moon shine by themselves without being burned, the stars sequence by themselves without being arranged, the animals are born by themselves without being made, the wind moves by itself without being fanned, the water moves by itself without being fanned, and so on, all of which cannot be described in detail, they are all like this.
This is what is called Tao.
In today’s terms, this Tao is actually the trajectory of the self-circulation of all things.
From a materialistic point of view, it is the root of the existence of various things, the four basic forces, molecules, atoms, quarks, Higgs bosons, dark matter, antimatter, nuclear fusion, annihilation reactions, etc. This is the Tao.
The Taoist ancestors said that there are three thousand avenues, all of which become the Dao.
Of course, the so-called “three thousand avenues” does not mean that there are o