My name is Zhang Ping, and I used to be an immortal king who shook the Eight Desolations and moved the Nine Heavens, but when I was crossing the Eternal Tribulation, I was chopped into ashes by the Heavenly Tribulation, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul to escape into the long river of time, and then ......

I'm born again!

Zhang Ping opened his eyes, looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, and his weak body, and came to such a conclusion.

"But where is this? The spiritual power is terrifyingly thin, and the decoration of the house is in a style I have never seen before. Zhang Ping rubbed his eyebrows, only to feel a splitting headache.

Zhang Ping is now sitting behind the counter of a small restaurant, the owner of the restaurant is also named Zhang Ping, after his parents died in a car accident, he inherited the restaurant, but the business has been sluggish, and he is about to be unable to open.

The restaurant is located in a grocery street, with the kitchen and customer service on the lower floor, and the living area on the upper floor.

The geographical location is actually okay, but I can't help the original Zhang Ping's mediocre cooking skills, and he has not inherited half of his parents at all.

And just today, the original Zhang Ping had already called a friend of the intermediary and asked him to help find a suitable buyer, after all, life still has to go on, and he is ready to use the money to do something else.

However, there was no side wind, he was tripped by a small bench behind the counter, knocked his head and lost his life, so that Zhang Ping's immortal king, whose remnant soul wandered here, had a chance to take advantage of it.

"Is that so?" Receiving the sudden memory, Zhang Ping touched his forehead, the wound there, because of the huge energy generated when the soul and body fused, were already intact, but the blood stains that had not dried up were enough to show how tragic the fall was.

"What a pathetic!"

Zhang Ping sighed, sighing for the original owner of this body, while throwing the small bench behind the counter into the trash.

"In this way, even if I have avenged you, you can die in peace. ”

After that, Zhang Ping accepted this body with peace of mind.

Combing the memory of this body in his head, washing away the blood on his face, Zhang Ping went upstairs to the bedroom, took off his shoes and sat on the bed, and began to mumble to himself in his heart.

Although the spiritual power here is thin, judging from the rules of heaven and earth, it should still be the Pangu world......

Thinking of this, Zhang Ping couldn't help but smile, because he was also born in the Pangu World in his previous life, but it was not the continent in front of him, but the Cangling Continent.

"As long as I recover my strength to the Tongshen Realm, I can cross the universe and return to the Cangling Continent, where there are the backhands and massive resources I left behind, and recovery to the peak is just around the corner. ”

Zhang Ping's cultivation in the previous life, according to the realm, the Tongshen Realm was divided into the Lingling Realm, the Linghai Realm, the Lingdan Realm, the Vientiane Realm, and the Guiyi Realm, and then the Tongshen Realm that became a small world in the body.

"My body was destroyed in the Heavenly Tribulation in my previous life, and I don't know if the small world was spared. ”

Contemplating his mind, Zhang Ping stretched out his fingers, and with the faint spiritual power carried in the remnant soul, he drew a rune in the void, and the rune was distorted, forming a dark hole, and the spirit probed into it, only to see the light flashing, and a few more objects appeared on the bed.

"Although the small world exists, with the spiritual power and spirit in my body now, I can only touch the outermost part and take out these few things?"

In Zhang Ping's small world, there are all kinds of rare treasures, which he places from the inside to the outside according to the degree of rarity, and with his current strength in the spiritual realm, he can only take out a few items from the outermost periphery.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zhang Ping looked towards the bed.

"A small bag of crystal rice, a bottle of rootless clean water, and a big box of golden feather eggs. Zhang Ping's face was bitter, "Aren't these the things that the mortals of the Cangling Continent have offered to me?" ”

If Zhang Ping wants to recover his strength now, what he needs is spiritual objects that contain spiritual power, but these things in front of him are just ordinary things.

Gollum......

Just when Zhang Ping was distressed, his stomach suddenly sounded, and then a feeling of hunger interrupted his train of thought.

"Mortals who don't cultivate are trouble, and they can't even do it, this kind of hunger, I really haven't experienced it for tens of thousands of years. Zhang Ping shook his head, "It doesn't matter how to restore cultivation first, the important thing now is to fill your stomach." ”

Holding the things on the bed in his arms, Zhang Ping walked towards the kitchen.

Putting the things on the counter one by one, Zhang Ping looked around, brought over a pot with shallots, plucked the shallots inside, put a few grains of grain rice into the soil and buried them, opened the jade bottle with rootless clean water, and watered it with the rootless clean water inside.

This jade bottle is a jade bottle made with Xiuzhen technology, it looks like it is only the size of a palm, but it can hold an entire lake.

In addition to being able to drink, rootless water can also promote plant growth, so in the rootless water seeps into the soil, and the moment of contact with the crystal rice, the crystal rice takes root and gives birth to young shoots, as Zhang Ping continues to dump, the shoots grow rapidly, and soon there is a person high, the heavy ears of grain on it, bigger than Zhang Ping's head, just this rice, I am afraid that you can harvest five or six catties of crystal rice.

Zhang Ping found another large pot and put it under the ears of grain, and gently tapped it on the straw with his hand.

Po! Po......

With a soft sound, the grains cracked, and all the grains of crystal clear rice in it fell into the big basin, and each grain of rice was like a small crystal, which was already mouth-watering before it was cooked.

But Zhang Ping seemed to be used to this, looking at the only objects on the stove, touching his chin and thinking about it.

The rice is there, the eggs are there, and it's just enough to make an egg fried rice.

As a former immortal king, Zhang Ping didn't have any sense of disobedience to cook a pot of rice in a rice cooker, and then took out two golden feather eggs from the wooden box on the side.

This wooden box is also the same as the jade bottle, it belongs to the cultivation of the black technology, although it is not much bigger than the jade bottle, but there are tens of thousands of golden feather eggs inside.

The golden-feathered chicken is a kind of poultry that specializes in eating rare minerals, and the eggs it lays are extremely popular in the aristocratic circles of the mortal world, but if it was before, it was not in Zhang Ping's eyes, and now it is also forced by the form, and there is no way.

Although he knew that egg fried rice was to be eaten overnight, Zhang Ping was really hungry, so he couldn't care so much.

"Whew!" Zhang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, "I haven't cooked for a long time, but I didn't expect my skills to be so exquisite." ”

After finding a place in the restaurant and sitting down, Zhang Ping smelled the fragrant fried rice in front of him, and couldn't help but feel satisfied.

I have to say that Zhang Ping's bowl of egg fried rice looks very good, each grain of rice is separated, mixed with eggs, except that it does not shine, it is exactly the same as the golden fried rice in "Little Master of China".

Zhang Ping tasted it with a spoon, and the aroma of eggs and rice exploded in his taste buds, and the long-lasting fragrance filled his mouth.

In terms of the food aesthetics that are very similar to those of the Cangling Continent and the earth, although the crystal rice and the golden feather eggs are just ordinary things, they are grown in an environment with strong spiritual power like the Cangling Continent, coupled with the tens of millions of years of immortal civilization in the Cangling Continent, in the continuous selection and optimization, the taste is not comparable to the ingredients on the earth.

"It's so delicious, what kind of existence does it take to make such a perfect egg fried rice? Zhang Pingtian shamelessly boasted.

also blamed his original body for being too ordinary and had never eaten anything delicious, which made this body instinctively feel amazed the moment he ate egg fried rice, and made Zhang Ping react like this.

Just when Zhang Ping was solving a plate of fried rice, there was a sound of "stomping" outside the restaurant, which was the sound of high heels stepping on the ground, and a woman dressed in professional attire pushed the door and entered the restaurant.