Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

Although in fact there is a golden finger in his mind, Yun Mingyuan's body and mental power at this time are not completely integrated, and he cannot open it casually, or even try it.

The top priority is to support the family.

He remembered that he had read some electronic novels that were said to have been handed down from the ancient earth era, and now he suddenly felt a little envious of the protagonists of those novels who possessed heaven-defying artifacts and were able to trade planes.

After all, the protagonist can have whatever he wants.

And he...

And worry about what to eat for dinner.

Yes, the Yun family is so stingy, not to mention servants, not even a living thing in such a big village, let alone food.

Yun Mingyuan, who had been brought up by relying on the free nutrients distributed by the empire since he was a child, stood in the empty kitchen, showing a bit of bewilderment.

After changing out of the fiery red but ill-fitting wedding dress, Han Xiumo, who was sitting in a wheelchair and planned to go out for a stroll, strolled to the kitchen door, just in time to see the always indifferent Yun Mingyuan showing a dazed expression.

He paused.

After thinking about it, he took the initiative to walk over. He hasn't cultivated yet, and his physical condition is not good. Anyway, he can't stand being hungry!

It's definitely not because it feels pitiful that this man can't cook!

"You can't cook?"

When Yun Mingyuan was asked such a question, he inexplicably felt a little guilty: "I should know it, right?"

When he was struggling in the lower star field, he didn't even have a nutrient solution. He took care of all his basic necessities, food, housing and transportation by himself. No matter how hard he looked for it, he lost these life skills because of his stable life for more than ten years. right?

Han Xiumo's legs and feet are inconvenient, and his walking posture looks a little awkward, but his movements are very quick. He cleaned up Yun Mingyuan's helpless kitchen in twos and twos. An iron pot was placed on the stove, and the kitchen knives and chopping boards were neatly arranged, and the blades were shining cold light.

The firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar tea are also properly arranged, which makes people feel pleasing at first glance.

Han Xiumo was very satisfied with this: "It seems that something is missing."

Yun Mingyuan, who seemed useless under Han Xiumo's operation, said, "...what can I do?"

He boasted that Haikou wanted to raise a daughter-in-law, so what's the matter with letting the daughter-in-law take care of him now?

"Is there a fire meeting?"

"meeting."

Yun Mingyuan lit a fire for his daughter-in-law silently, feeling that he was a little embarrassed by the time traveler - in the limited edition novels of genius and invincibility he had read, the time traveler was omniscient and omnipotent, so it was natural for mere cooking to be done. Not to mention, there are even some traversers who have won the hearts of beauties by virtue of their good cooking skills.

On the other hand, Yun Mingyuan touched his face covered with black smoke from the firewood. After he understands this world, he must study hard to cook and heal himself!

Han Xiumo didn't know what this old monster who took over the house was thinking. There was only a small bowl of white rice left in the kitchen that had been emptied by his servants. There was clearly a spiritual field in the village, but he couldn't even find a single grain of spiritual rice. , There is no way, I can only use these white rice to cook a bowl of porridge.

Han Xiumo, who hasn't cooked by himself for many years, finds that although the skills he honed back then are rusty, the porridge is not mushy at all. Although it has no taste, there is nothing to be picky about the current situation. No matter what it is, it is a bit edible That's good enough.

He filled a bowl of porridge with a spoon, and handed it to Yun Mingyuan who was burning with ashes: "Taste it."

Yun Mingyuan took the small ceramic bowl carefully, and put it to his mouth.

"Wait!" Han Xiumo stopped him, "Be careful!"

Yun Mingyuan said stupidly, "Oh."

Han Xiumo: "..."

Is there something wrong with this old monster?Why do you look so stupid?

Yun Mingyuan blew the porridge cold, and subconsciously looked at Han Xiumo, Han Xiumo felt puzzled: "Look what I'm doing?"

"Can I drink now?"

Han Xiumo: "...All right, let's drink."

Yun Mingyuan took a sip cautiously, his face was still expressionless, but his eyes lit up.

Han Xiumo felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"It's delicious!" Before entering the laboratory, Yun Mingyuan had been living in a slum, crawled up from the bottom, and ate expired nutrient solution that was thrown away by others, so it was the most impressive food in his life. Gourmet food is a nutrient solution that has no expiration date.

After entering the laboratory, his talent was discovered and was cultivated intensively. After studying in the laboratory for three years, he found that his talent was extraordinary. If he continued, he might surpass the famous scientists in the entire laboratory. Everyone After discussing, let him leave the laboratory.

Yun Mingyuan established the Abyss Research Institute by himself, recruited an assistant, and developed the research institute into a powerful independent research institute with his own efforts. Those old men who made him leave the original laboratory regretted it, but Yun Mingyuan did not Yuan saw it.

His gaze was fixed on the white porridge he had finished drinking, and he knew for the first time that there is something more delicious than nutrient solution in this world...

He vaguely remembered that when he was a child, when he met noble people, he ate better food, but that memory seemed to be covered with a veil, and he still couldn't remember it clearly.

After eating and drinking enough, Yun Mingyuan took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes. Han Xiumo gave him a high look because of this, it seems that this guy is not completely unreasonable.

He wanted to live with Yun Mingyuan impulsively before, but he suddenly realized that if this is really an old monster who took home, if he showed any special features in the future, he would be killed and silenced.

Looking at Yun Mingyuan's performance now, he suddenly felt that this person should just be a little silly?

Or a lack of common sense.

Even ordinary white porridge can be enjoyed so happily, there is nothing to be afraid of.

But the fear is gone, and life is still going on.

It's a pity that this Zhuangzi was searched too cleanly. The two of them searched the Zhuangzi after drinking the porridge, but they didn't find anything edible.

Han Xiumo cast his eyes on the big mountain behind Zhuangzi.

There is always something to eat on the mountain, right?

Yun Mingyuan noticed Han Xiumo's gaze, and looked over. The endless mountain was surrounded by clouds and mist, the green trees were lush and green, and the clouds and mist surrounded the mountainside. The trail leads to the back mountain, surrounded by fences with traces of formations, but at this time they are crooked and torn to pieces.

Yun Mingyuan: "..."

Otherwise, would the Yun family be ruthless?

He didn't have any special feelings in his heart. He couldn't guess what Han Xiumo was looking at the mountain, so he asked directly, "What are you looking at?"

Han Xiumo raised his eyebrows: "Our future food."

Yun Mingyuan: "..." He was silent for a moment, and finally remembered that he was a young master who had been purged, and his new wife, apart from this nondescript wedding dress, was penniless and poor.

Yun Mingyuan, who hadn't experienced such a hard life for many years, was in a daze.

"I'll go up to the mountain in the afternoon to have a look." He took the initiative to take over the job, "Your legs and feet are inconvenient right now, so stay at home to recuperate for the time being..."

Han Xiumo snorted: "Do you know what can be eaten?"

Yun Mingyuan: "..." He shook his head. Although the original owner was seven points similar to him, they had completely different temperaments. Yun Mingyuan was cold-hearted in nature, indifferent to everything, and there was only a little softness in his heart, which was all in that person. When it disappeared, it disappeared completely. Now it's a different world. Even with the body of the original owner, the whole person exudes a completely different temperament from the original owner, because Han Xiumo feels special to him, and Mac usually reads love stories in his ears , Without a teacher, I learned one of the basic skills of loving a daughter-in-law: being honest and sincere.

In short, it is to tell the truth and hit a straight ball, this Yun Mingyuan will.

Han Xiumo laughed angrily at his honest nod: "You don't know what to eat, so you plan to go by yourself? If you can't eat what you bring back, let me drink northwest wind at night?"

Although monks can theoretically survive by breathing in some spiritual energy, the two of them are currently worthless people.

Yun Mingyuan obviously didn't think of this, he felt a little guilty, and quickly admitted his mistake and expressed his thoughts: "I want to bring back some of the living things I see..."

Han Xiumo: "..." This back mountain is not as safe and harmless as it looks on the surface. If this person is really an old monster, it will be fine, there is no living thing to provoke casually.

However, he glanced at Yun Mingyuan, who was expressionless but always made people feel a bit cramped. This guy really didn't look like a powerful player, and this shell was definitely weak, so he snorted : "Do you think you can handle those things on the mountain?"

Yun Mingyuan glanced at Han Xiumo in surprise: "There should be some small animals on the mountain...Although I'm quite weak now, it shouldn't be difficult to catch a prey..."

Han Xiumo couldn't help laughing now: "Do you know what's on the mountain?"

Yun Mingyuan shook his head: "I don't know."

He only knew that they were so poor that they couldn't get rid of the pot now, no matter what was on the mountain, they had to bring some back to wrap their stomachs. At this time, Yun Mingyuan suddenly missed the nutrient solution from his previous life, and he didn't have to deal with it if he was cheap. prepare.

It's a pity that in Ping Yuncheng, and even in the entire cultivation world, there is no such good thing as nutrient solution... Wait, three words flashed in Yun Mingyuan's mind: "Bigu Pill!" This thing has the same effect as nutrient solution!

"Don't think about it." His newlywed husband's face was not very good when he heard this word, "It's still too early to buy Bigu Dan in our poor state."

Yun Mingyuan was completely deadlocked, and subconsciously asked for help from the little one around him: "Then what should we do next?"

"Go to the mountain." Han Xiumo made a final decision and made a decision directly.

Yun Mingyuan was startled for a moment: "But isn't the mountain very dangerous?"

He was a little embarrassed, he just said that he would be responsible to Han Xiumo, but looking at the situation now, it seems that he still needs to be supported by Han Xiumo...

"Picking medicine."