Jiang Zhimiao wore it back.

But Jiang Zhimiao looked confused.

Jiang Zhimiao woke up in Lixia.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar young woman sitting leisurely on the edge of the bed and doing female red.

Apricot blossom eyes, willow eyebrows, and dark hair buns lined her skin as cold as snow, humming a song, and her hands danced rapidly.

Seeing that she had woken up, the young woman's voice was slightly cheerful, and she spoke cheerfully.

"Miao, you're finally awake, are you hungry? Mother, I will ask someone to make you some food," and the woman called the maid beside her.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Jiang Zhimiao's consciousness gradually cleared up, and he looked around wantonly.

The walls are covered with gold-framed paintings, the floor is covered with walnut wood, and on the rosewood table on the left is an incense niche, and from time to time a burst of sandalwood incense comes from the heart.

The furnishings in the house are strange and familiar, Jiang Zhimiao has not seen them for several years, and in a trance, all kinds of experiences are vivid.

Jiang Zhimiao unfortunately fell ill with a wind chill when he was fifteen years old, and this wind chill came in a hurry, so he found Lang Zhong, took medicine, and was bedridden intermittently for several months before he would be fine.

However, this menacing wind and cold brought Jiang Zhimiao an unexpected adventure, and in the months of sleep, Jiang Zhimiao first arrived at a place called Huaguo.

Born to a well-off family, it can be regarded as growing up safely, where there are completely different cultural customs from the Daxu country, but the fate is ill-fated, taking a bath and blowing the head and electrocuting to death.

After his death, he was reincarnated in a place called the Firmament Continent, which was different from Jiang Zhimiao's Great Life Kingdom and Hua Kingdom, which was a world dominated by cultivating immortals.

The coexistence of humans, demons, and demons in the Firmament Continent Jiang Zhimiao was reincarnated into an ordinary farmer's family, but the farmer's family didn't like girls, so they threw Jiang Zhimiao on a barren mountain and left her to fend for herself.

Fortunately, the Great Elder of the Yunqi Sect went down the mountain to practice, saw Jiang Zhimiao as a doll, took pity on her lonely, and brought her into the sect to raise her.

She was raised by the chef who was in charge of the spiritual diet of the sect, and in the past ten years, Jiang Zhimiao has done her best to calculate her skills, and she should have taken over the mantle of the cook, but at the spiritual root test conference, she was tested to be the best wood, water, fire, and three spiritual roots, and since then she has gone to the avenue of cultivating immortals.

Secret realm, she broke through, cheats, she practiced, after a lot of hardships, she finally cultivated to the Mahayana period, and she was about to soar into an immortal.

Who knows, the thunder tribulation was too violent, and for a while, Jiang Zhimiao didn't resist and was killed by the thunder.

Returning to the Great Life Country has always been her inner demon, although she cultivates the Easy Dao, but the demon in her heart is not removed, it is difficult to cultivate diligently, and it is also expected that she will not be able to cross the catastrophe this time.

However, although she failed to become an immortal this time, she was blessed by misfortune and got what she wanted, but she didn't know if her natal mustard seed space would follow her back to the present world.

Jiang Zhimiao was lucky, silently contemplating the space in his heart, and his consciousness turned, and the fresh smell came to his face.

As far as she could see, she saw herself in a vast field.

After taking a few steps forward, a magnificent temple is located in the middle of the field, and when I looked up, I saw several large characters engraved on it: 'A line of heaven'.

The first line of heaven is the mustard seed space that Jiang Zhimiao accidentally obtained in the secret realm of a fallen power when he was training in another world.

In the Firmament Continent, the mustard seed space is not rare.

Those who have spirit stones use mustard seed space, and those who do not have spirit stones use storage talismans, but their mustard seed space or talisman can only store items.

Jiang Zhimiao's first line of heaven is very different, not only does it have storage space comparable to the Firmament Continent, it also has tens of thousands of hectares of spiritual springs and fertile fields, and there are countless rare treasures in it, and there is even an aura comparable to that of the Firmament Continent.

It's just that this aura is not inexhaustible, it needs to be supported by spirit stones.

There is a spiritual vein in the first line, and the daily consumption is all supplied by this spiritual vein, but the supply is limited, and the cultivation is very reluctant.

After many attempts, she finally figured out the rules, if she only practiced for one hour a day, the space would not change in any way.

However, if you forcibly cultivate regardless of time, not only will the spiritual power in the space be depleted, but all animals and plants will also be depleted.

After the attempt to die, she never dared to break through the boundary of an hour, for fear that the space would run out.

In addition, she also found that the time ratio between the inside and outside of the space was one to two, and cultivating in it was twice the result with half the effort, which could be called an artifact.

Jiang Zhimiao knew that she had only gotten a glimmer of heaven after hitting a big luck, and it was common for people to kill people in the immortal cultivation realm, and holding such an artifact in her hand really worried her.

She still understands the truth that the husband is not guilty and is guilty, so she simply signed a soul contract with it.

If she is unfortunate to be discovered, it is a big deal that the fish dies and the net is broken, even if she dies, others will not get a ray of heaven.

Coincidentally, it was the signing of the Divine Soul Contract, although Jiang Zhimiao died in the other world, but the Divine Soul Contract was engraved on the soul, as long as the soul was still there, unless the soul flew and was annihilated, a ray of heaven would always accompany her.

The existence of the space made Jiang Zhimiao's consciousness more and more sober, and there were not only rare treasures left by that great power in the space.

In the past few years, all the magic weapons, pills, talismans and other treasures she has searched for are inside, and now that its existence has been confirmed, she is not ecstatic.

However, now is not the time to be happy, a glimmer of heaven followed, but I don't know how much of her cultivation is left.

Now is not the time to confirm, my mother is still outside.

As soon as the divine consciousness turned around, she returned to the room, fortunately, she was not a body when the divine consciousness entered the space just now, otherwise the mother would definitely be frightened.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the maid walking into the house with a food box, Xu Yourong caressed Jiang Zhimiao's thin cheeks, and said distressedly.

"Miao, don't sleep, when you sleep these times, people are dull, come, my mother helps you up, it's a good day outside, after eating, my mother will accompany you out for a walk, people still have to be down-to-earth, down-to-earth people can be more spiritual, mother's misty, these days can be offended."

Jiang Zhimiao sat up according to her strength, and as soon as she got out of bed, Xu Yourong asked the maid to bring her clothes, "Bai Lu, go and wait for the young lady to dress and wash." ”

"Okay, auntie, the slave will go and wait for the young lady to wash." The slightly immature maid said.

Bai Lu dressed skillfully, wringed a handkerchief and cleaned Jiang Zhimiao's face, and brought green salt to serve her to rinse her mouth.

Jiang Zhimiao sat at the Nanmu table and watched her serve the food in the food box one by one, bird's nest chicken shredded soup, rabbit breast milk room stick, deciduous pipa shrimp, chicken dipping mushrooms, white sugar oil cake, mangosteen peach gum soup, rich and exquisite.

"Miao, your wind and cold will be very good, my mother will let the small kitchen make some light food, and after a while, you will be fine, and my mother will make some of your favorite food." Xu Yourong sat at the table, looked at Jiang Zhimiao lovingly and said.

"Thank you, mother." The voice paused slightly, and Jiang Zhimiao shouted.

Xu Yourong's eyes flashed, and he responded with a smile.

"Miao, eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold later." Xu Yourong said as he sandwiched a few dishes for Jiang Zhimiao.

"Mother, you eat too, don't just watch me eat alone, the rice still has to be eaten together." Jiang Zhimiao said gently.

Xu Yourong's apricot eyes flickered, and his voice was slightly choked, "Okay, mother, I'll eat with my Miao." ”

Jiang Zhimiao looked at Xu Yourong with his afterglow while eating, he hadn't seen him for many years, and he missed it very much, but now when he sees it, his mother's appearance is the same as in his memory, with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, ice muscles and jade bones.

But when I looked closely, I saw that her Yin Hall was black, which was a sign of great evil, and when I looked around, everyone's Yin Hall was shrouded in black clouds.

Jiang Zhimiao's expression was solemn, he had no intention of eating, and when he pinched his fingers, the Jiang family actually looked like a building was in decline.

The Jiang family is in a high position, and the style of action has not concealed its edge, the villain is long, the gentleman is eliminated, and now His Majesty is afraid that his merits will be high, and he is already murderous.