I can't cultivate, but I was forced to rectify the realm of comprehension

Cultivation Realm, Lanhe Village

In the evening, smoke was emitted from every household in the village, and people were cooking dinner.

"Fan Ren!!" Fan Xuefeng, who had just woken up, stood in his yard and shouted.

"Dad, are you awake? I'm cooking...what's the matter?" A handsome 20-year-old young man walked out of the kitchen with a spatula in his hand. He was Fan Ren.

"Let me ask you, why is the pheasant I brought back this morning missing?"

"Oh, it's simmering in the pot, and I can't eat it until later." Fan Ren's expression seemed to be asking for credit.

"What? Simmering in a pot?" Fan Xuefeng became impatient when he heard this, and looked around, looking for someone who was in his hand.

"I'm going to kill you, you prodigal son..."

Seeing this posture, "What's wrong, Dad, what did I do wrong?"

Fan Xuefeng didn't talk to him, and continued to look for a guy. He went to the firewood pile and picked up the split firewood. This one was shaking, it was too thin to relieve his breath, and that one was heavy, it was too rough to beat for a while, and he lost his strength. He couldn't find a suitable one for a long time. of.

"Come, come, let me tell you, what did you do wrong, come here"

He waved at Fan Ren, but he couldn't find someone to take advantage of, so his chest heaved with anger.

Fan Ren reluctantly moved in front of his father, and before he could speak, his father gave him a big, crunchy mouth first.

"Father, what's wrong with me?" Fan Ren felt puzzled and covered his face with aggrieved face.

His father went out to catch monsters and caught them for several days. He just came back this morning and brought game back. After returning, he went back to his room to sleep. He must be exhausted. He made a pheasant and sacrificed the internal organs for his father. Miao, what did I do wrong?
"Didn't I even bring back a hare, why did you kill that chicken?" Before he could finish speaking, he beat Fan Ren indiscriminately.

When his father was tired from beating and began to take a rest, Fan Ren said with an aggrieved face, "I also know that rabbits have a lot of meat, but Haohao wants to keep them for fun, so I can only kill chickens."

"Is this a question of whether there is too much meat or not? That pheasant is a demon chicken. I managed to catch it back, and it is a demon alchemist." At the end, his father almost growled.

"I don't know! You have been sleeping until now when you came back, and you didn't tell me, how would I know that it was a chicken demon?" Fan Ren was even more aggrieved.

"Stubbornly, I'll beat you to death" His father was already panting from exhaustion, and rioted again, and started beating Fan Ren violently without any rules.

"Father, can you fight hard, fight hard," Fan Ren flashed his father's big fist, "Don't hit your face!"

When Fan Xuefeng was too tired to beat his son anymore, a dignified and beautiful woman in the kitchen came out with a plate of tea-flavored chicken, and squinted at Fan Xuefeng, who was disheveled and panting, and ignored him. Fan Ren said softly, "Go and call Haohao back for dinner."

"Okay, mother." Fan Ren agreed, pouted, turned to his father and said, "Father, why don't you eat first, and then I'll let you beat me after eating?"

Fan Xuefeng roared "Get lost", then slumped, and sat down at the small stone table in the yard, closing and closing his nostrils, sniffing the stewed chicken, "Ah, it smells so good..."

Not a while after Fan Ren went out, a five-year-old kid ran in first laughing, and ran directly to the stone table, and was about to sit down, the woman shouted in a low voice, "wash your hands"

The little boy hurriedly squatted in front of the sink, dipped his hands in the water, ran to the table again, and stretched out his hand to tear the chicken legs, but was hit on the head by the woman with chopsticks for "rewashing".

At this time, Fan Ren also came in, took Xiao BuDian to wash his hands, and then the family began to eat dinner.

The so-called pheasant demon was divided by the family, and the two children on the chicken leg were one for each, one wing was given to the little one, and the other was given to the woman.

The rest probably wasn't enough for Fan Xuefeng to eat, and under the attitude of a starving ghost, a plate of chicken quickly lost its skin and flesh, and had more skeletons.

The woman in front of her is Lan Ao'er, Fan Ren's mother in this world, that glib Fan Xuefeng, and Fan Ren's incomprehensible father in this world.The chubby little guy next to him is his younger brother named Fan Hao.

Fan Ren has been in this cultivation world for 20 years. He remembers that he grew up in an orphanage in his previous life. What he always wanted to do was to find his parents. When he grew up, he found a job. My hobby is fishing. As a result, when I was fishing, I accidentally touched a high-tension line when I was fishing. I was born in Fan's family in Lanhe Village.

Like many protagonists, Fan Ren also has a system. When he was five years old, the system gave him two life-style skills of cooking and fishing, and gave him a stainless steel spatula and a set of fishing tackle, and it never happened again.

In the world of comprehension, powerful monks, spirit monsters and monsters run amok and there are dangers everywhere, but he can't practice, so he often curses this damn system, and the system is really dead, every time he opens it, he can only watch arrive

[Host: Fan Ren]

[Category: Mortal]

[Life Skill: Cooking, Standing shoulder to shoulder with God]

[Life Skill: Fishing, Standing shoulder to shoulder with God]

The damn four attributes: strength, physique, agility, spirit, all of them? ? ?

There is nothing else, but what he doesn't know is that the system also gave him a hidden passive skill that hangs in the sky.

When he is in danger, it will be triggered without his knowledge, suppressing the opponent's cultivation without limit.

At the dinner table, watching Haohao eating happily, Fan Ren put the chicken legs in his own bowl into his younger brother's bowl, the little one was so happy that he had a chicken leg in each hand, his mouth was full, and the mouth was on Fan Ren's arm Rubbing back and forth, it means that he likes his brother, because his mouth has no time to speak at the moment.

His mother put her own chicken wings into Fan Ren's bowl, "Don't worry about that little thing, you can eat it yourself"

"Mom, what do you eat?" Fan Ren looked at the chicken wings in the bowl, and then at the plate that his father ate almost to the bottom, and asked his mother distressedly.

"I don't like to eat too oily, I made this round, I like to eat this, sour and sweet to eat" His mother pulled a plate of Qianlong cabbage in front of her.

Ever since the life skill of cooking appeared in the system, countless cooking methods and raw material production methods have been poured into his mind.

This plate of Qianlong cabbage is a famous dish from the previous life. Fan Ren made the sesame paste and the white vinegar himself.

After a meal, the discs on the table are bright white, and there is not a drop of soup left. Except for a few grains of rice sticking to the face of the little one, which is considered a waste, the rest is also clean. The bowls and chopsticks of the Fan family are really special. easy to wash.

After dinner, he will help his mother clean up the dishes.

But his mother said, "You don't need your help, you go and get the watermelon for your father to eat, and then continue to beat you after eating, he didn't hit enough."

At the end, the tone was obviously much heavier, and Fan Xuefeng, who was picking between his teeth with his nails, was shocked when he heard it.

Fan Ren fished a watermelon from the well, cut it open, put it on a plate, and brought it to the stone table in the yard.

"Dad, eat watermelon"

"Our business is not over yet, I have to clean you up after I finish eating"

His father glanced at the watermelon and threatened Fan Ren angrily, but he knew in his heart that he couldn't beat this son, and he couldn't beat him anymore. If he beat him again, he would either die from exhaustion or be beaten to death by his wife.

"Five told you..." His father reached out and grabbed the watermelon, and took a big gulp, his mouth was full.

Then, without being choked to death, he turned on the pretentious mode, boasting how smart he was, how dangerous he was, and how brave he was.

What his father said was like a storyteller, and Fan Ren was the only one who listened to it. He had already gotten tired of listening to it after so many years, and Haohao on the other side ate watermelon to himself, treating him like he was farting.

"It's not that I want to beat you, it's that I want you to have a long memory. Who am I for the chicken demon in exchange for my life? I'm not fighting for you outside." His father threw away the watermelon rind in his hand and took another piece .

“炼了妖丹，交回宗门换贡献，年底可以拿到二十个金币，都攒着给你娶媳妇的，你说你该不该揍”

The pretense was perfect, he forgot, the chicken monster was delicious, and the oil on his hands and face hadn't been wiped off yet.

Fan Xuefeng is a demon refiner from Liuren Sect. He is only a scum of the golden core stage. His breakthrough in cultivation is as slow as a snail crawling. He was arranged to hunt low-level monsters in the periphery, refine them into demon pills, and send them to the sect for exchange. Merits and awards.

This hundred-year-old pheasant demon, whose cultivation base is at best a little guy who just came out of the Foundation Establishment Realm, yet he said how terrifying it was.

"It's almost done, it's not over yet." Fan Ren's mother couldn't listen anymore.

"I'm not wrong, monsters are inherently dangerous, okay, I'm not risking my life, what?" Fan Xuefeng was not convinced.

"Give me another try. I haven't settled with you for beating my son," Fan Renniang went behind the door to get a broom.

"What are you doing..." Fan Xuefeng stood up while nibbling on the watermelon rind, intending to run away if something was wrong. Lao Fan's tracheitis should be in critical condition.

"Giggle" the little guy Haohao was eating watermelon, his chest was sticky with the watermelon juice flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he was smiling happily. For him, watching his father being beaten by his mother was his favorite.

"Father wants to run...Mom hurry up"

His mother came out with a broom and glared at Haohao, while Fan Xuefeng was also yelling at Haohao, "You have no conscience."

"You, clean up the yard after eating." His mother pointed to the watermelon rind on the ground, then pointed to Fan Xuefeng, then picked up Haohao and wanted to take Haohao to take a bath.

"Cut..." Fan Xuefeng was obviously not convinced, but even though the sound was slight, it made Fan Renniang turn her head and stare at him

"Cut...it's a bit big, and I'll cut it smaller..." Fan Xuefeng pointed to the watermelon in Fan Ren's hand, then blushed, bowed his head and continued to eat the melon.

"How many times have I told you to deal with those monsters when you come back, and I will kill you if Xiao Ren mistakenly uses your things as ingredients in the future?" Fan Ren's mother was obviously about to lose his temper.

"How many times have you thrown them away when you come back? They are all monsters. What if something happens to the children?"

"Okay, okay, I understand." Fan Xuefeng didn't dare to talk back. "I will refine them into demon pills when I come back later."

It's strange to say that Fan Ren can easily slaughter these monsters that have been cultivated for decades or hundreds of years for food, even the couple can't figure it out.Over the years, there have been eighty or not a hundred monsters that have been mistakenly slaughtered as wild game.

At the age of 14, Fan Ren slaughtered a snake demon who had cultivated for 400 years and was in the late stage of enlightenment, and nothing happened.

The snake demon in the enlightenment state twitched its tail, and a mortal was properly waist-length.

Even if it is a subdued demon, it is very dangerous for mortals to approach, but how did Fan Ren do it, which made the husband and wife very puzzled.

As the night fell, Fan Ren didn't care about the scene in the evening. Instead, he felt that he enjoyed it and was very happy.It's not because he has a tendency to be masochistic, but this kind of family environment is really an extravagant wish in the previous life.

In the previous life, he burped before he found his parents. At least in this life, the family is complete, with a father, a mother, and a younger brother, which he cherishes very much.

Xiao Haohao had already fallen asleep on his back in bed.Fan Ren tied a hook under the lamp, ready to go fishing tomorrow.

After tying the fishhook, he was just winding on the spool, and was about to wipe the fishing rod. Before he caught the fishing rod, he heard a "bang", which startled him.It was the voice from the parents' room.

"Mother, why are you so strong?"

"If you don't have much strength, you're about to turn the sky upside down, go, lift it up"

"Am I wrong?"

"Don't talk nonsense, why didn't you know it was wrong when you hit the child... Raise it higher, your arm is bent, and my mother will push you against the wall with one foot"

Fan Ren smiled. He knew that his mother was avenging him.