That was the place where he and Zhao Xueqing got married and where his dream began.
But now, even the King's Mansion No. 1 on Lion Peak had been renovated and turned into a tourist attraction. The Taichu History Museum was built in Lin Zhou.
Thousands of people came to visit every day.
At this time, in the courtyard of the villa, there was a bronze statue of Jiang Tian and Zhao Xueqing holding hands. In the display window and on the table, there was a display of Jiang Tian and Zhao Xueqing's life, as well as many battle records. The holographic projection was playing many promotional videos.
"Dad, is this where you and mom lived?"
Jiang Beibei looked around curiously and asked.
Jiang Tian held her little hand and walked into the living room like an ordinary person, hiding among the tourists. Seeing the things, he thought of her and sighed with emotion.
"I'm just a rich kid. I'm as stupid as a cow and as hot-tempered as a tiger. I didn't accomplish anything, but I had a bad temper. But your mom never despised me. I was crazy back then and your mom had to work hard. She had to stay up late every day and take care of me. "
He stroked the 29-inch TV with a big belly and said with a smile,
"But she never complained. She worked hard all the time to make life a little better, a little better, even if it was just a little better. Because her father was too poor at the time, she bought the TV outside from a flea market. Technology is developing rapidly now. Holographic projection and VR technology are all used. This kind of old TV can really be considered an antique! "
Then, a manager walked over and bowed. "Sir, this is a relic. You can't touch it!"
"Oh! I'm sorry. "
Jiang Tian smiled and took back his hand.
"Jiang, no, Taichu Divine Lord, you're here!"
The administrator's face was full of surprise, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"What? The Taichu Divine Lord is here! "
"Are you serious?!"
"Isn't the Taichu Divine Lord in seclusion? Why is he here? "
This shout startled everyone.
For a time, the tourists surrounded Jiang Tian so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through. They all bowed to Jiang Tian, their faces filled with admiration.
"Yes! Let me have a look! "
Jiang Tian cupped his hands and said with a warm expression, "Sorry to disturb everyone!"
"Not at all. What are you talking about? It's our honor to meet the Taichu Divine Lord! "
"Grand Primordium Divine Lord, take your time. We'll back off!"
Everyone said hurriedly.
Jiang Tian was transcendent and otherworldly. In the eyes of the crowd, he was like a god. In the eyes of the crowd, perhaps giving him some peace was the greatest respect.
However, at this time, a beautiful figure walked against the flow of people and quickly walked over. She said excitedly, "Jiang Tian! It's you! "
The woman was in her thirties, but she had maintained herself very well. She looked like a twenty-eight-year-old girl, but her pair of clear, beautiful eyes revealed a bit of depth and firmness, which added a bit of a different kind of charm to her.
The nameplate on her chest also revealed her identity. She was the curator of the Kang Tae-chu Archive in Lin Zhou.
"Liu Yating?"
Jiang Tian smiled warmly and said, "How did you become a curator? Don't you care about your natural beauty? How did you become a curator? "
Liu Yating was wearing a black business suit. Her slender legs were wrapped in thin black stockings and high heels, but she still looked smart and capable. She looked at Jiang Tian excitedly, and her eyes were slightly red. She smiled and said, "Natural beauty is already dead. Why do you mention this?"
"Dead?"
Jiang Tian was slightly stunned. However, he immediately understood. With the recovery of spirit qi and the prosperity of the cultivation civilization, the lifespan of human beings could be doubled. As long as mortals practiced breathing techniques, they would not age. It was normal for natural beauty to be abandoned by the times.
"Yes. To be exact, I took the initiative to close the business. "
Liu Yating smiled and said, "However, I seem to have been reborn. I talk to Shen Le and Zheng Li here every day, or tell the tourists about your deeds. I'm very happy!"
"Is this Beibei? She's so cute! She looks exactly like her! "Liu Yating squatted down and hugged Jiang Beibei with a face full of affection.
"Hello, Auntie Yating!" Jiang Beibei said sweetly.
"The business you valued the most is dead, but you've been reborn? Interesting. "
Jiang Tian smiled and seemed to understand something.
"It's not easy for you to come back. Go and have a look!"
Liu Yating suddenly remembered that Zhao Xueqing had been taken away by the Immortal Monarch for three years. She could imagine Jiang Tian's mood. She said with slightly red eyes, "Don't worry. I've asked people to close the shop. No one will disturb you! "She winked at Tang Linglong, and the two quietly left.
"It was on this sofa that I rewrote the prescription of the Muscle Nourishing Ointment. Your mother thought that I didn't know anything and was writing nonsense to ruin her plans. She wanted to pinch my ear! "
Jiang Tian pulled his daughter to sit on the old sofa in the living room. His eyes were full of tenderness as he smiled and said,
"However, this is not the original sofa. To put it nicely, your mother is thrifty and diligent. To put it bluntly, she is stingy and haggles over every penny. Life was difficult at that time. After your mother and I moved to the King Number One Villa, she rented this villa to someone else. I guess that family thought the sofa was shabby, so they replaced it. "
"Your Auntie Yating probably found the original photo and found someone to make a similar model. However, the design is exquisite. It's exactly the same. She even made it look old with care. Even the holes made by the cigarette are exactly the same!"
"Dad, you're so annoying. Since it's exactly the same, it's the original. Why do you think so much? "
Jiang Beibei couldn't sit still. She ran around and suddenly turned back and said.
"Since it's exactly the same, it's the original?"
The childish and naive words flashed through Jiang Tian's mind like a bolt of lightning, illuminating a corner of the fog.
"Of course. Since it's exactly the same, of course it's the original. Even if it's not the same, it's still the original! "
Jiang Beibei said seriously.
"Dad, I heard Uncle Dahei talk to me about cultivation. Mortals are just mortal bodies. The Foundation Elixir is the life of True Essence. The bodies of Nascent Soul and Soul Formation cultivators can be formed by laws. The old monsters of Void Return can even live in the void and become one with heaven and earth. Dad, you've changed a lot from a mortal to a Nascent Soul cultivator, but you're still you! "
"Haha, Beibei, you're good. You can teach me now! "
Jiang Tian laughed heartily. With a gratified expression, he said unhurriedly, "Not only will the objective existence change over a long period of time, but even the consciousness and thoughts will undergo earth-shaking changes. But I can tell you that I'm still your father! "
"You can answer this question. But you may not answer the next question! "
"Let me tell you a funny story. Auntie Linglong read it to me before I went to bed last night."
Jiang Beibei put her hands behind her back and said softly,
"There is a ship called the Ship of Theseus, which can sail on the sea for hundreds of years. This is attributed to the fact that it has a lot of spare parts and can be repaired and replaced continuously. As long as a piece of wood rots, it will be replaced, and so on until all the functional parts are no longer the original ones. The question is, is the ship that was created in the end still the original Ship of Theseus, or is it a completely different ship? If it's not the original ship, then at what point is it no longer the original ship? "
"If we use the old parts of the Ship of Theseus and directly build a new ship, then which of the two ships is the real Ship of Theseus?"
"What an interesting story! That's right. Is it still that ship? Which of the two ships is the real Ship of Theseus? "
Jiang Tian listened with a smile, but his face was as calm as a lake, and his heart was like thunder. Lightning once again shone through the fog.
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