When the sun rose as usual the next day, he became the lazy chef again.

I bask in the sun that is not very warm every day, facing the pale sky, often dazed in waves.

No one knows what he is thinking.

It was not until the 17th year of Zhao Wuli that the first snow fell in December.

The silver white falls all over the sky, and the sky and the earth are clear, so clean that it makes people feel a little panicked.

Under Wu Xiaoyun's command, Long Dafu piled up snowmen in the yard.

Two snowmen, one big and one small.

The big snowman looks like herself, and the small one is a pitiful little man holding a small pot, and is trampled by the big snowman.

For this reason, Wu Xiaoyun laughed wildly.

Qiu Daoyu wore a thin gray long gown, and his thin body showed some charm in the cold wind.

He held a branch he picked up randomly from the ground in his hand, and was writing a name on the snow with a stroke of Wu Xiaoyun.

He is still comprehending these three words.

Jiang Ping relied on a wide doorpost, staring at the snowflakes in the sky, as usual, quietly dazed.

Today is the opening time of the cooking art exchange association he agreed with Shangguan Tianbao.

The entire Thirteen Kingdoms, the nine counties, the big cities are 85, and the small cities are 412, and a total of 497 cities, that is, the 497 branches of the cooking art exchange association will be opened today.

Sudden……

call out!

Pang!!!

I saw a dazzling fireworks shooting out of the sky, flashing like silver flowers in the fire, immediately attracting the city's attention.

here we go.

"good!"

Jiang Ping suddenly shouted loudly.

"Hahaha!!!"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Jiang Ping did not restrain himself, but instead laughed louder until his eyes turned red.

"Jiang Xiaochu, are you okay?"

Wu Xiaoyun and Long Dafu walked to Jiang Ping at some point, and even Qiu Daoyu was silently watching Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping wiped his eyes and shook his head with a smile:

"Happy, I just thought of some happy things."

"But why do I think you are about to cry? If you want to cry, just cry. I won't laugh at you."

Wu Xiaoyun comforted her like a close sister, but the malice in her eyes was so obvious.

"But I'm really just happy."

Jiang Ping was obviously not fooled. If he really cried, he would never be able to raise his head for the rest of his life.

He just said in a sensation:

"It's actually only been less than a year since I came here, but I feel like it's longer than my previous life.

Fortunately, I was liberated today.

I swear, from now on, I will hit whoever I want!

No one wants to make me upset!”

Thinking about a year ago, he was forced to run away to Chen State.

The initial goal in my mind is to complete the task of the medicinal master, and then develop vulgarly, waiting for the development of the plot in the martial arts world.

The best situation is to make friends with a few thighs during this period and live leisurely every day.

But he met Fulong, now Long Dafu.

He learned about Qiye's big golden legs.

So he had an idea in his mind to carry out the cooking art exchange association here and open up a new field of experience for himself.

Everything went smoothly, even the old monster with green robe was beautiful, forcibly breaking through the Grandmaster.

He could have followed the steps and slowly planned it, and all the rhythm could be under his control.

But Shangguan Tianbao's uninvited come, and a million taels of white silver were smashed down, which made him lose.

Then he entered his entanglement and pain period.

He overestimated his power.

With a lucky heart, he used lies to package himself into a strong giant.

I was in great pain for this and couldn't help myself.

He could only continue to leverage the power of the Demon Sect, Tongtian Money House, and Tianzun Palace, wrapped in three powerful forces to continuously mediate.

These powers do not belong to him in the end.

He was like a little brat holding a big hammer and shaking his body.

If you are not careful, the big hammer will fall.

If you hit the foot, you can run away, but if you hit the head, you can only wait for death with blood.

So he could only be careful.

I'm worried until today.

This is a lesson, that is, don't try to control those forces that do not belong to you.

All you get in this way is infinite pressure and extreme pain.

The structure of the Cooking Art Exchange Association has been completed and from then on, he has entered the automation process. Even if he does nothing, his experience must be indispensable.

Once the restraints on the soul are gone, I feel that the heaven and earth are getting lighter.

Buzz!

A starlight burst into between Jiang Ping's eyebrows, and a thumping momentum soared into the sky, causing the snowflakes in the yard to circulate and float, rolling all over the sky, as if two armies were facing each other.

[When you are in a state of excitement, you will feel the power of the life star, and turn on the third star, and you will gain more powerful explosive power.]

【Talent 4: Fate Star (Three Stars)】

Jiang Ping couldn't help but smile.

This is the first time he has broken through his own realm without consuming experience.

Although it is just a small skill, he can enhance his strength by 30% when lighting up the fate star (three stars).

Rounding down, that's twice as much!

The challenge of crossing the level is no longer...

Ahem, the level challenge is now pretty sure!

Jiang Ping suddenly felt infinite confidence in his own strength.

"Young Master, have you broken through?"

Qiu Daoyu is not surprised, and even thinks that the young master has made too slow progress recently.

After all, Jiang Ping made a breakthrough in front of him, not once or twice.

Jiang Ping nodded proudly:

"It's just a little gain in the martial arts, not worth mentioning or not worth mentioning."

But his eyes kept stopping on Long Dafu, as if he was looking forward to something.

However, Long Dafu seemed to have not seen it, and just lowered his head and told Wu Xiaoyun whether the pig's hooves were delicious or braised.

"Ahem, Dafu, you don't want to say anything when you see this young master gaining something?"

Jiang Ping hinted.

Long Dafu touched his fat chin, and his eyes suddenly lit up:

"Young Master, the starlight between your eyebrows is so beautiful!"

"Is this the only one?"

Jiang Ping almost explicitly stated:

"You don't have any respect for this young master in your heart, like a surging river, continuous."

Under such a clear statement, if Long Dafu doesn't understand, he will be a fool.

So he repaired the sheep and shouted at the top of his lungs:
To be continued...