Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

"Wake up."

A scent wafted over, Han Xiumo's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes, facing Yun Mingyuan... the meal in his hand.

"Have you eaten?" He looked up and found that the moon had already hung up, a little surprised, "Why didn't you call me earlier?"

"I also just finished my work." Yun Mingyuan said, helping Han Xiumo to sit on the stone stool next to the small bamboo forest in the yard, and he sat beside Han Xiumo.

The two finished their dinner on the stone table in the yard. Han Xiumo rubbed his stomach a little full, noticed that the fire in the kitchen was out, and stood up: "I'll make some pancakes for tomorrow."

He eats and sleeps in the world, and Han Xiumo, who doesn't want to fight, will not treat himself badly in this regard. Yun Mingyuan, who can't cook, followed him step by step, even though he was ready to help him.

Although Han Xiumo walked up and down, at this moment, in Yun Mingyuan's eyes, Han Xiumo was the savior - a wife who can cook is not too bad.

Yun Mingyuan, who used to have only soulless nutrient solution in his life, thought so.

Han Xiumo has been bigu for many years, but he is still a foodie. In his previous life, in addition to studying elixirs, he was also able to show off his cooking skills. Now he naturally does not have the high-level materials that were used to practice in his previous life, but he made a recipe suitable for the two of them The food is more than enough.

When he was a child, he followed his adoptive father and practiced the skill of spreading pancakes with one hand, but he has not practiced for too long. Now some hands are raw, but the things carved in the bones will not disappear easily. It only takes a little practice to find them. After getting the feel, the speed will become faster.

Yun Mingyuan, who was laying hands on the side, moved his throat slightly.

"Does it smell good?" Han Xiumo was very proud, "This is my master's specialty, but it's a bit unfamiliar after I haven't practiced for too long." He said, turning over the one that had been spread out with a spatula, and transferred it to the place On the big chopping board next to it, I reached out and grabbed a small piece, and brought it to Yun Mingyuan's mouth, "Try it, young master?"

Yun Mingyuan opened his mouth to eat, and retorted: "I'm not the young master."

"Oh, you are not the young master." Han Xiumo was very perfunctory.

Yun Mingyuan wanted to argue a few words, so he opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

Although Han Xiumo could tell for some reason that he was not the original owner, but the other party looked harmless, as if he was not interested in his history. Not familiar with this level, so I can only keep my mouth shut.

After Han Xiumo spread out the pancakes, his injured leg went limp and fell backwards, falling into Yun Mingyuan's arms.

"Are you all right?" Yun Mingyuan asked worriedly as he carried the person on his back.

Han Xiumo shook his head on his back: "It's okay, it's an old problem, just get used to it, I'll go rest for a while and it'll be fine."

Warm breath fell on Yun Mingyuan's neck. Yun Mingyuan's body was a little stiff, who had never been so close to anyone before. Han Xiumo's eyes flickered when he noticed this, and his mood suddenly became better again.

Han Xiumo casually rubbed some medicine on his feet from the pharmacy on the bed, but he didn't expect to be cured - he could heal himself, but it wasn't necessary.

Xianyu's life is quite comfortable, what if Yun Mingyuan wants him to work after healed?

After Han Xiumo glanced at him and put him down, he resigned himself to his fate and went back to the kitchen to clean up the mess left behind, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

Big, big deal, before he dies, leave all the good things on his body to Yun Mingyuan!

Han Xiumo, who didn't plan to live long, thought so.

After Yun Mingyuan put Han Xiumo on the bed, he went out. Han Xiumo was a little confused, why?Don't want to live with him?

But Han Xiumo has a big heart, this is the only room in the villa that can accommodate people, that guy will come back naturally when he is sleepy, he yawned and continued to sleep.

The days when you don't practice are cool... Eat, sleep, eat, can you live a happier life than this?

Han Xiumo closed his eyes and fell into a dark dream.

In the dream, he was carrying a hoe, sweating profusely, the sun was shining brightly, and he was working mechanically and slowly.

欻!欻!欻!

Han Xiumo was shocked and woke up immediately.

He looked at the tattered bed curtain with lingering fear, blinked his eyes slowly, and felt a little inexplicable: How could such a good person have such a dream?

And the feeling of farming in the dream is still very real, as if the sound of digging the ground is ringing in my ears...

He reacted abruptly.

Han Xiumo turned his head and looked out the window. The window of the wing room was facing the yard. Under the moonlight, a figure was carrying a hoe and repeating mechanical labor, like a tireless tool man.

"Someone is really planting the fields beside my ears..." He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, thought for a while, and closed his eyes again.

The voices in the yard are still ringing tirelessly.

Han Xiumo opened his eyes, and walked into the yard to stop Yun Mingyuan's movements: "The work at night made me so noisy that I fell asleep!"

He snatched the hoe from Yun Mingyuan's hand, grabbed the man's sleeve and walked back: "Can this job be done in a day or two? Do you know that the hoe at night is very disturbing to the people? Hurry up and give it to me." Go back and rest, let's talk about the rest tomorrow!"

Yun Mingyuan opened his mouth, wanting to say that he didn't feel tired, and with the addition of spiritual energy, he even felt that his whole body had inexhaustible strength. Maybe he could loosen all the ground in one night, but he didn't say anything in the end .

The young man's expression and actions were ferocious, but the meaning in his words was all concern, Yun Mingyuan was a little hard to resist.

Han Xiumo pressed him on the bed, gritted his teeth and said, "Sleep!"

Yun Mingyuan: "..."

A night without dreams.

Han Xiumo slept until the sun was up, and when he woke up, he suspected that there was a strange sound in his ears. When he looked outside, he found that he was not hallucinating.

Han Xiumo: "..."

Is this cheap husband being a bit too diligent?

Seeing the yawning young boy appearing from the room, Yun Mingyuan nodded slightly: "Are you awake?"

The boy seemed to be getting up, and glared at him before he walked slowly to the kitchen.

Yun Mingyuan shook his head, not caring.

The land in front of him has almost been rested, and he feels that he should be quite talented in this area.

Yun Mingyuan was very satisfied. He watched the young man take out the pancakes he made yesterday from the kitchen, slowly sat down at the small table in the yard, and started to eat breakfast. His movements were not rude but very fast, quite a few hundred years old. It means you haven't eaten anything.

Han Xiumo, who hadn't eaten in Bigu for many years, tilted his head to look at Yun Mingyuan, and frowned: "You won't start working without breakfast, right?"

Yun Mingyuan said nothing: "..."

Han Xiumo knew he had guessed right.

The pent-up anger in his heart surged up again, and Han Xiumo was a little annoyed. Does this man know how to take care of himself?

He pressed Yun Mingyuan on the small round stool made of stone, stretched out his hand to take the spread pancake, placed it heavily in front of Yun Mingyuan, and said only one word: "Eat!"

Yun Mingyuan: "..."

Looking at Han Xiumo's cold face, he was inexplicably apprehensive.He picked up the chopsticks to eat honestly, but whispered in his heart: He really didn't feel hungry... probably he hadn't digested what he ate yesterday.

If Han Xiumo knew what was going on in his mind, he would probably be angry back to his previous life on the spot!

Full of wine and food.

Although there was no wine or food, Han Xiumo still felt this way. He returned to his exclusive "recliner" and waved at Yun Mingyuan: "Don't you want to work? Go now."

Yun Mingyuan looked innocent: "But I've finished weeding the land, and the seeds have been planted."

Han Xiumo: "..."

Well, he underestimated the young master's physical fitness.

He was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Since this is the case, then you should set up a gathering array for this spiritual field."

Yun Mingyuan was taken aback: "What is the Spirit Gathering Formation?"

Han Xiumo: "..."

I was careless, the former Yun Mingyuan was a good-for-nothing young master who had fallen from a genius to an idiot, and he probably didn't come to learn the Spirit Gathering Formation when he was a genius that day.

Yun Mingyuan has a basic understanding of this world, but it is impossible to fully understand something like the Spirit Gathering Formation that involves a professional field in a short while, so he searched through the memory of the original owner before he understood the Spirit Gathering Formation. what is it.

In fact, it is similar to the nutrient solution used for plant growth in the empire, but it can act in more directions.

Yun Mingyuan took out twenty Lingzhu from the storage bag, looked at Han Xiumo: "What should I do?"

"Close your eyes, and throw the pearl at the place where the spiritual energy is the strongest according to your feeling."

Han Xiumo's words were concise and to the point, but Yun Mingyuan's practice was not so easy. Even if he was a top student, it was impossible for Yun Mingyuan to understand the completely unfamiliar energy system right away.

He closed his eyes, stumbled to feel the place with rich energy around him, and placed the spirit beads in his hand on the place with rich spiritual energy. He tried a few times, but it was not that simple to put it in the right place.

He closed his eyes and performed mental calculations based on the intensity of the energy, estimated his own strength, and re-planned the location and direction of the placement taking into account frictional resistance and inexplicable interference.

After putting in a few spirit beads, he gradually noticed the changes in the direction and speed of the surrounding energy flow, and the originally scattered energy began to gather in the direction of the few spirit beads. According to calculations, when he puts all the spirit beads, there will be Form a new direction of energy flow, so that energy... that is, all spiritual energy gathers in the center, which should be the spirit gathering array.

After going through a lot of tossing, Yun Mingyuan laid out the spirit-gathering array stumbled, and by the way, according to the energy nodes...the aura nodes, he carried out labor-saving and optimal balance calculations, and selected the best plan.

Successfully made a simplified version of the spirit-gathering array with fifteen spirit beads.

He felt a little surprised that someone had wiped his sweat for him.

The lifeless look in Han Xiumo's eyes without the slightest desire to survive was nothing to hide from Yun Mingyuan's eyes.

Not to mention that when he was in the empire, he was the only one in the empire whose spiritual power surpassed that of the SSS powerhouse. After crossing, not only was his mental power not damaged, but it seemed to have grown.

The existing strength of this body is enough to discover Han Xiumo's situation.

Unexpectedly, this person would take the initiative to wipe his sweat.

Yun Mingyuan cautiously let Han Xiumo wipe off his sweat, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Why are you being polite?" Han Xiumo blinked and met Yun Mingyuan's eyes, "We are legally married now."