Jiang Tian couldn't help laughing. He nodded and said, "Yes, when I make a lot of money, I'll go back and marry a wife."
But he was thinking that his wedding with his previous life and this life was hasty. If they reunited one day, would he give her a grand wedding?
It didn't need to be too grand. He just wanted to blow up a few stars as fireworks and shock the whole universe.
"Where are Beibei and Dahei? Why didn't they spend the New Year with you? "
Ah Hu asked.
"They … have something to do!"
Jiang Tian smiled bitterly.
Jiang Beibei had begun her first closed-door training to break through to the Foundation Realm.
However, this closed-door training place was not at home.
Jiang Tian didn't accompany her, but let Dahei guard her.
Therefore, he was alone at home at this time.
"In that case, uncle, let's go to my house for New Year's Eve dinner …"
Ah Hu was about to speak.
At this time, his father, Iron Bull, called from his new blacksmith shop diagonally across the street.
Ah Hu quickly responded and said to Jiang Tian with a bitter face, "Uncle, I'm sorry.
"Ah, Uncle Jiang, I have to forge again." As he spoke, he helplessly returned to the ironware shop.
From the shop, Ah Hu's father's reproach came out.
Jiang Tian took a sip of wine and sat at the door, listening quietly.
At this time, some snowflakes gradually fell from the sky. Gradually, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger. The first snow of this year fell silently from the sky.
The temperature suddenly dropped.
The snowflakes hit Jiang Tian's face and quickly melted into ice water.
Jiang Tian looked up at the dusky sky. After a long time, he stretched out his right hand and casually clenched it. Suddenly, the surrounding snowflakes instantly gathered.
Jiang Tian took a deep breath and released his right hand. The snowflakes immediately collapsed and drifted around again.
This scene happened so fast that no pedestrians noticed anything unusual. They just lowered their heads and hurried on.
As the sky darkened and the lights came on, there were fewer pedestrians on the street.
In the end, there was no one on the whole street.
Even the surrounding shops were closed early due to the heavy snowfall and the New Year's Day. They no longer did business.
The family gathered around the stove to warm themselves, eat New Year's Eve dinner, drink wine, and talk cheerfully.
This warmth was not only physical, but also spiritual.
The warmth of a family reunion could drive away any coldness.
Jiang Tian's eyes gradually revealed a hint of loneliness.
The coldness brought about by the snowflakes was insignificant to him.
However, at this moment, he looked at the surrounding shops that lit up one by one. On the entire street, only his shop was pitch black. Suddenly, a trace of coldness rose in his heart.
This kind of coldness was not something that could be dispelled by any fire source, nor was it something that could be made up for by any divine ability or spell.
This kind of coldness was the price to pay for comprehending the Heavenly Dao. It was a necessity to experience life.
If he wanted to become a Divinity, he had to become a mortal first.
However, even though it sounded easy, how could it possibly be that simple?
Right now, Jiang Tian was experiencing the feeling of loneliness.
His parents were billions of light years behind him in the Milky Way, on that small blue planet.
Qinger was in the distant core area of the Central Galaxy. She was thousands of miles away and it was difficult to see her.
It was as if he was floating alone in the Saint Origin World. He could not see his old friends in front of him, nor could he see anyone behind him. Thinking about the endless world, he cried alone.
He knew that this kind of loneliness would continue to haunt him until the day he jumped out of the chessboard of fate.
Jiang Tian was silent for a long time before he staggered to his feet. At this moment, he seemed to have aged a little.
He slowly tidied up the chairs at the door, returned to the shop, and gently closed the door.
"I can't let go … I can't let go …"
Jiang Tian looked at the cold pot and stove. In his mind, the scene of his family gathering and the lively scene of the disciples surrounding him appeared. He could not help but mumble to himself, his eyes lost focus.
When he was cultivating in his previous life, he could not let go of his family.
Now that he was reborn, he still could not let go.
However, this kind of feeling was different from back then.
If he wanted to reach the Soul Formation stage, he had to first become a mortal. If he really let go of his family and everything, it would be impossible for him to become a mortal.
"But why should I let go?"
The corner of Jiang Tian's mouth curved into a smile of enlightenment.
Every Soul Formation cultivator was powerful not only because of their cultivation, but also because of the deeply hidden feelings in their hearts.
"Feelings but not tiring!"
They did not cut off their seven emotions and six desires, but they also did not cry because of a short separation or the death of a loved one. They enjoyed their feelings but did not indulge in them.
It was this kind of emotion that allowed them to become a mortal. Using this emotion, they could break through the Nascent Soul stage and reach the Soul Formation stage.
It was because of this obsession that Jiang Tian did not encounter too many setbacks in becoming a mortal. Instead, he gradually felt the feeling of being a mortal.
At this moment, he was immersed in the longing for Qinger, Ling 'er, his parents, and his homeland.
He quietly felt this feeling. The magic power in his body began to rotate crazily again.
This rotation gradually spread out of his body. Above all the herbs in the shop, a trace of spiritual energy suddenly rose. It fluctuated in the same way as the magic power in Jiang Tian's body, rapidly rotating.
Gradually, this kind of spiritual energy rotated faster and faster and spread out of the shop.
When the falling snowflakes fell from the sky and landed on the roof of the shop, they also rotated, forming spinning snowflakes that quickly slid in all directions.
The snow became heavier and heavier. It was silent.
After a long time, Jiang Tian gradually came to his senses.
He stood up and opened the door of the shop. A gust of cold wind blew in his face, mixed with countless cold snowflakes. Jiang Tian looked up at the sky and said calmly,
"The Soul Formation stage, I'm determined to get! No one can use me as a chess piece! "
The snowflakes falling from the sky became heavier. A thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground.
At this moment, the door of the ironworks shop opposite suddenly opened.
Ah Hu and his father were about to go out when they saw Jiang Tian standing opposite them. They could not help but be stunned.
Then, Ah Hu ran a few steps and stepped on the snow, making crunching sounds. He came to Jiang Tian's side and shouted,
"Uncle Jiang, did you know that we were coming?"
As he spoke, he entered the room and sat by the fire.
Ah Hu's father, Tie Niu, held a wooden basket with a silly smile and said to Jiang Tian, "Brother Jiang, are you busy?"
Jiang Tian smiled and said, "No, come in and talk."
The father and son entered the room and opened the lid of the wooden basket. There were four home-cooked dishes and two pots of fruit wine in it.
Jiang Tian glanced at it and looked at Ah Hu's father with a faint smile.
In the past few years, he had often been in contact with him.
This was the first time that he had seen this straightforward man act like this. Obviously, he had something to do with him.
"Brother Tie Niu, if you have something to say, just say it."
Jiang Tian said.
Ah Hu's father hesitated, rubbed his hands, and said awkwardly, "It's okay. It's okay. "
Ah Hu looked at the dishes in the wooden basket. He swallowed his saliva and reached inside.
His father glared at him, and Ah Hu was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand and muttered discontentedly, "I just want to borrow some crystal stones. What's there to be embarrassed about?"
Ah Hu's father suddenly blushed and scolded, "Little bastard, I'll teach you a lesson when we get home."
Ah Hu stuck out his tongue and said to Jiang Tian, "Uncle Jiang, my father is embarrassed.
Let me tell you. My mother asked the matchmaker to arrange a marriage for me, but they asked for a lot of betrothal gifts. We don't have enough money at home. "
Ah Hu's father sighed, looked at Jiang Tian, and said helplessly,
"Good brother, I'm really sorry to trouble you, but Ah Hu has no talent for cultivation. Mortals at his age are all married. The longer we wait, the harder it is to find a wife …"
Jiang Tian nodded with a smile, picked up the wine pot in the wooden basket, took a sip, and said,
"How much do they want?"
Ah Hu's father hesitated and said, "In fact, they don't want much. Besides, I still have some debts outside that haven't been paid back. They want … 30 low-grade crystal stones …"
Ah Hu curled his lips and whispered, "Mother clearly said that they need 80. You can't get back those bad debts …"
Before he finished speaking, he was glared at by his father again.
Jiang Tian didn't say anything. He nodded and got up to go to the back room, where there was a large frame full of crystal stones and spirit stones.
Jiang Tian casually picked up a piece of top-grade crystal stone, returned to the shop, and put it in front of Ah Hu's father.
When Ah Hu's father saw the top-grade crystal stone, he was stunned and hurriedly said,
"I don't need so much. Brother, take it back. I only need to borrow 30 low-grade crystal stones."
In his opinion, the top-grade crystal stone was quite big. It was much more than what he needed.
Jiang Tian picked up the wine pot and said with a smile, "Brother, this money is not for you. It's for me to buy wine. From now on, I'll buy a pot of wine every day. Your fruit wine is good. It's worth ten years' worth of wine money."
Ah Hu's father was stunned for a moment. Then, he showed a grateful look and said, "Brother, this …"
Ah Hu rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, just take it. Uncle Jiang is different from you. He's a craftsman. Any herbal medicine is worth more than ten low-grade crystal stones."
Ah Hu's father glared at him again. Then, he took a deep breath, picked up the wine pot, poured himself a large cup, took a big gulp, and nodded.
"Brother Jiang, you don't need to worry about ten years or eight years. As long as you live here for one day, my family will send you a pot every day."
Jiang Tian chuckled.
Looking at the father and son in front of him, his heart gradually felt warm and was no longer cold.
That night, Ah Hu's father drank a lot. Two pots of wine were obviously not enough.
Ah Hu served him on the side. He didn't drink enough until he brought the tenth pot.
In the end, Ah Hu's father was drunk and passed out.
But he had been holding the top-grade crystal tightly in his hand. He was helped back by Jiang Tian and Ah Hu.
When Jiang Tian went back, Ah Hu whispered to Jiang Tian.
"Uncle Jiang, my family has a lot of this wine. My father doesn't allow me to tell others. In fact, there are several large pots in the cellar of my family, which were left by our ancestors. I heard that there are still many pots buried underground. But my father said that you like them, so he kept them for you. If my father didn't insist on selling them, my mother wouldn't let him borrow money. She could sell them at the winery for a lot of money! "
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