After cultivating the fetus of blood and energy, Jiang Tian opened his eyes and looked down at his hands.

He could feel that his strength had improved a lot, and the blood energy stored in his body had also improved.

It's just that the surrounding spiritual energy is thin, and the degree of improvement is limited.

But Jiang Tianneng was sure that the upper limit of the blood energy his body could hold had been greatly increased.

"But this Bei Mingkun Fetal Skill is still a little uncomfortable for me. It is too concentrated in the Dantian."

"If I change it according to my instinct, it might be more suitable."

"but……"

Jiang Tian felt his body carefully. This technique was very effective, but it was also overbearing, and the body was indeed damaged.

This kind of injury is due to training fatigue, and the impact of fighting with others will not have much impact.

But if you continue to practice forcefully, you will be seriously injured and your foundation will be affected.

call……

Taking a long breath, Jiang Tian closed his eyes to rest, and the blood stored in his body began to be consumed, stimulating his body.

The special talent that came to this world with Jiang Tian showed its power again at this moment.

After resting for 10 minutes, Jiang Tian opened his eyes again.

My body has recovered and I have begun to continue practicing.

The technique was running again, but the route was changed, and it surged towards the whole body.

Dots of silk threads emerged from the fetus of blood in the center of his dantian, outlining Jiang Tian's entire body.

Boom, boom!

It was like the sound of a beating heart emerging from Jiang Tian's body, and a total of 720 acupuncture points all over his body were lit up with blood one by one.

In addition to the acupuncture points all over the body, the skeletal muscles are also glowing with red light, echoing each other.

Jiang Tian turned his entire body into a fetus of blood and energy, and finally merged into himself, merging with his other unique skill.

boom!

Jiang Tian's body roared, like thunder on a clear day, resounding in his mind.

Use the skills taught by teacher Zhou Shang and combine them with your own talents.

Jiang Tian blazed a new path and created his own technique.

The Dantian Qi sea is like the Northern Abyss, with the embryo of blood and Qi as the core and the physical furnace as the shell.

Jiang Tian stood up. There were vague cracks on his skin, and blood seemed to seep out.

However, his strong recovery power allowed the blood to flow back and the wounds continued to heal.

When he came to the table, Jiang Tian wrote down his new exercise route, as well as his insights from the first day of practice.

In this way, when teacher Zhou Shang asks, he can also take photos and send them to the other party, so that the other party can point out and help improve the deficiencies.

It's not that Jiang Tian loves practicing so much, but it's one of the necessary conditions for becoming a chef.

Jiang Tian is serious about being a chef.

Closing the book, Jiang Tian wrote down the new name of this technique.

"Blood Abyss Furnace Skill"

After writing his name, Jiang Tian put away the exercises and experiences he had written.

This thing cannot be seen casually, otherwise it will be in trouble.

For example, Huang Xing, his best friend from both worlds, would have exploded to death if he were practicing cultivation without his own qualifications.

Not to mention him, not even the teacher Zhou Shang.

This technique was completely created by him based on himself, and it was extremely domineering.

Without his innate talent, he wouldn't have been able to handle it.

Looking up towards the window sill, it was already dark.

After not sleeping all night, Jiang Tian was not tired, but in fact very energetic and excited.

When I told my parents about my career as a chef, I only imagined it.

After talking to the teacher Zhou Shang, Jiang Tian became more confident about his future path after being affirmed by such a big shot.

Opening the door to the room, the small house was quiet.

The dim yellow lights give this small living room and kitchen space the warmth of home.

The house is not big, but it is not too small either. These are the best conditions that my parents strive to provide themselves.

While it was still early, Jiang Tian walked into the kitchen, ready to try to make breakfast for his parents.

Jiang Tian took out yesterday's leftover braised pig's trotters from the small refrigerator, poured it into a pot, added water and boiled it.

Then, he opened another pot, poured water in, and prepared a handful of noodles.

Borrow flowers to offer to Buddha, use the braised pig's trotters made by my mother, and make a simple bowl of pig's trotters noodles.

The way of a great chef starts from the simplest.

Gulu gulu...

Looking at the bubbles rising from the pig's trotter soup in the pot, Jiang Tian suddenly had an idea.

He returned to the house and looked at the box Shang left on the table.

The box looks square, has a metallic luster, and has a touch screen on it.

Jiang Tian clicked the unlock button on the touch screen and heard a snorting sound. The box cracked in the middle and moved up and down on both sides.

The iron box opened automatically, and a chill wafted out, and white mist rose.

In the center are placed individual pieces of ginseng. The whole body looks like topaz, but the fiber lines can be seen.

Just when the box was opened, the medicinal fragrance wafted out of it and entered Jiang Tian's nose along with the cold mist.

Just smelling this smell makes Jiang Tian feel much more energetic.

"Good guy, it's like a mobile refrigerator." Jiang Tian looked at it for a while, took out a piece of it, closed the iron box, and trotted back to the kitchen.

He threw the ginseng slices in his hand directly into the pot.

A strange scene emerged. The ginseng in the pot seemed to have some magical force field.

It repels all the surrounding soup, and even the temperature in the pot begins to gradually cool down.

Not only that, the iron pot that was obviously being gushed out by the fire on the stove began to condense with frost.

"What the hell?" Jiang Tian was puzzled by the situation in front of him.

If this continues, is it possible that the stove will freeze?

Jiang Tian suddenly had an idea. He turned off the fire on the stove, then stretched out his hands and placed them on both sides of the iron pot.

Blood energy condensed on both palms and then ignited.

boom!

The bloody flames spurting from the palm of his hand swam at the bottom of the pot.

The cold air dissipated, the strange situation around the ginseng slices disappeared, and a pale yellow light penetrated into the entire soup base.

Even the pig's trotters in the pot are dyed, and the originally maroon skin and flesh gradually turn to topaz color, becoming more crystal clear.

The aroma was fragrant and immediately spread to the entire cabin.

In the same building, many neighbors who were still sleeping had their noses twitching and couldn't help but open their eyes.

Awakened by the fragrance.

Snap!

The door opened, and Jiang Yuan and Liu Fang, who were wearing pajamas, walked out of the bedroom and walked to Jiang Tian in two steps.

The two couples were also aroused by the scent and woke up from their sweet dreams.

As soon as they opened the door, they saw their son tinkering in the kitchen, but when they took a closer look, they immediately woke up.

"Son, what are you...this..." Jiang Yuan was stunned. Is his son's cooking posture so wild?

Two hands were placed under the bottom of the pot, with fire spraying from their palms.

Is this what cooking is like?

"Dad, Mom, are you awake?" Jiang Tian smiled at the two of them, "Just wait a moment and I'll collect some juice!"

"ha!"

As Jiang Tian shouted sharply, the blood energy flames in his palms surged, like a fire dragon appearing in the world.

The firelight made the dumbfounded faces of the two couples turn red.

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