After waving his hand to let the black-robed man leave, Jiang Tian turned his gaze to the window. He looked at the rising sun and the dazzling morning glow, seeming to be enlightened.
After a few breaths, he turned his head back and looked at the empty door. He listened to the bustling morning. When he sensed that everything was peaceful, he exhaled quietly, as if he had gone through a fierce battle.
"It's really not easy …"
He sighed to himself.
If Jiang Tian wanted to experience the feelings of a mortal, he would really seal his cultivation and not let Dahei help him.
He had to use his ability to deceive. Combined with his past experience and some insights he gained from sealing his cultivation, he dragged the black-robed man out for a night and eliminated all kinds of desires in his heart.
At the same time, he used the requirements of the Eyes of Innocence to bind the black-robed man with half-truth and half-bluff.
In this half of the night, he seemed to be an otherworldly expert, talking about what was external and what was true self. He was carefree and deep, but in fact, he was mentally exhausted and worried about every step. He was afraid that the black-robed man would not be attracted by what he said, but he was also worried that he would go too far and cause a backlash.
There were no fists, kicks, or swords. This night's chat did not seem like a fierce battle, but it was true, although the black-robed man might not feel it.
"Fortunately, I still have a mouth …"
Jiang Tian touched his temples, feeling a little self-deprecating and self-satisfied.
In his previous life, when he was in the university dormitory, he was addicted to martial arts and fantasy novels. He was the best at livening up the atmosphere, gossiping, and fooling around among his roommates. He led a group of them astray, and they joked that he only had a mouth left. They told him quite sincerely that in ancient times, Confucius became a sage and was known as Confucius. Today, there was the king of talking, so he should be known as "Mouth".
Sure enough, without martial arts, he had to change his attitude, way of thinking, and way of dealing with things.
After this night, Jiang Tian had a deeper understanding of the path of becoming a mortal.
It was not his cultivation that blinded his eyes, but his experience, habits, inherent cognition, and instinctive judgment formed after relying on his cultivation that interfered with his mind.
Under certain circumstances, they were very correct, but if one completely believed in them and followed them, they would inevitably be conservative and "stubborn". Sooner or later, they would reach the threshold without knowing it, and from then on, they would be stuck.
It was precisely because of this that a true Transcendent Mortal, Severing One's self to See One's True Self, didn't mean giving up on one's cultivation and strength. Instead, it was to see through the limitations and see through the limitations of the Dharma.
Once he broke through and saw his true self, he would be able to completely control his cultivation and strength. He would be able to control it and not be restrained by it.
It was like building a boat to cross the sea, but when you reached the other side, you didn't let go of the boat. That was putting the cart before the horse, confusing the means and the purpose.
This kind of thing was not something that could be easily seen through. The experience, cognition, and habits that were almost ingrained into one's instincts would always play a role unknowingly, moistening things silently. It was very difficult for one to notice the difference.
Even if he had a corresponding thought in his mind, he wouldn't be able to recognize it.
After all, "those closely involved cannot see the game clearly." It would take a long time to examine it bit by bit before it could be seen through. It was enough to be called a big problem on the path of cultivation.
This was a true Transcension of Mortals, and it wasn't a superfluous move. Instead, it was a rewarding one.
By "giving up the strength of cultivation", the contradiction between the experience, cognition, habits, and reality directly surfaced!
Although it was intense, it was indeed quite obvious!
It made the heart that had been "stubborn" after many years of cultivation become lively and quick-witted, allowing him to experience completely different experiences from time to time.
Time passed quickly. Like flowing water, day and night flew by quickly!
In the blink of an eye, another four years had passed. This was already Jiang Tian's seventh year in the capital.
Tie Niu's son, Ah Hu, grew taller and taller. His body became stronger and stronger. He turned from a teenager into a young man.
Jiang Beibei also grew up a lot. She was already a budding young girl with a slim figure. It was obvious that she was a beauty in the making.
There were a few fewer and a few more neighbors around them.
The boss of the Kong Family's Textiles Shop passed away because of a serious illness. The shop was sold to someone else.
Old Zhao quit the Zhao Family's Blacksmith Shop and passed it on to his eldest son …
Slight wrinkles gradually appeared on the faces of Ah Hu's parents. Although they were still young, they couldn't stand the washing of time.
It was worth mentioning that in the past two years, many of the neighbors had come up to Jiang Tian to propose marriage.
Although Jiang Tian had a daughter who wasn't young, she looked quite young. Moreover, her medical skills were extraordinary and her medicine was miraculous.
In the eyes of mortals, she knew many cultivators. That was already very impressive!
Every time, they were tactfully rejected by Jiang Tian.
Spring went and autumn came, and the sun and moon alternated. In the past few years, Jiang Tian saw birth, old age, illness, and death. He felt rather emotional in his heart.
He had already recovered the Three Ultimate Flowers, but in the past two years, he had only meditated and breathed out twice.
He didn't even care about his own cultivation. It had been a long time since he used his inner vision to check.
In the past two years, Jiang Tian's medicine shop gradually became famous in the entire Wuzhou City.
Although there weren't many customers, it was still much better than not opening for a year.
However, now, in Jiang Tian's medicine shop, most of the people who came were not mortals, but cultivators.
Basically, six out of ten people would be martial cultivators.
They found that the herbs that Jiang Tian mixed, even if the spiritual qi wasn't that rich, could still heal many cultivators' injuries.
It was even very beneficial for cultivation.
The matter of Wuzhou City having an extraordinary person gradually became famous in the cultivation world here.
Jiang Tian's mentality was always calm and there was no change. What he sought was the mentality of a mortal, to experience a mortal's life and feel the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao.
The medicine shop was only a tool for him to comprehend the Heavenly Dao. It was the same for seeing patients and getting herbs.
At this time, seeing that the New Year was coming, Wuzhou City was decorated with lanterns and colored banners. New peaches were replaced with old talismans.
Jiang Tian walked out of the shop and sat at the door of the shop, looking at the pedestrians outside.
In his eyes, there was a deep reminiscence.
This was the seventh New Year he had spent in Wuzhou City. Every time, the feeling was different.
However, there was only one thing, and that was the nostalgia for his childhood.
In those years, in the Milky Way galaxy that was light years away from the Milky Way, on that vast blue planet …
The Lunar New Year there was really full of New Year's atmosphere!
In the hunting shop diagonally opposite the shop, Ah Hu quickly ran out, holding some fireworks in his hand. He brought a few children to play excitedly.
Seeing Ah Hu, Jiang Tian's eyes revealed a trace of joy and relief.
He had watched this child grow up in the past few years, from an 11-year-old child to an 18-year-old young man.
Last year, Ah Hu could not stand his father's nagging and gave up his dream of hunting. He began to learn how to forge iron tools from a blacksmith on the street. This way, he would be more peaceful.
However, once he had free time, he would still run to Jiang Tian's place to watch him treat people and get medicine.
Although Ah Hu did not come often, a pot of fruit wine every day had never been stopped.
While setting off fireworks, Ah Hu shouted and ran to Jiang Tian's side. He sat down on the cold wooden stool next to him and did not feel cold. Instead, he winked and said,
"Uncle Jiang, a few days ago, I heard from my father that Shopkeeper Lyu in the east wanted to betroth his daughter to you. Why didn't you agree? I secretly saw his daughter. She was very beautiful."
Jiang Tian smiled slightly, touched the youth's head, and said,
"Uncle has a wife. Otherwise, how could I have your sister Beibei?"
"Ah? Really? She's still alive. I thought she had already passed away! "
Ah Hu stood up with a swoosh, his face full of surprise.
"She's waiting for me in a place far away. One day, I'll go find her."
Jiang Tian's eyes revealed a trace of tenderness, and a figure of Zhao Xueqing's back appeared in his mind.
"I know. You must have had a child before marriage and were not accepted by your aunt's family. You came to Wuzhou City to do business and prepare to make a lot of money so that you can go back and marry her. "
Ah Hu laughed and imagined a lot of plots that he had heard from plays.
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