Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

"Sir, I have learned a lesson!"

Huang Ling'er heard this and tried to force herself to calm down.

She also knew that she was too obsessed with Jiang Tian.

If she is too close to Jiang Tian, ​​it is likely that Jiang Tian's identity will be exposed and he will be overtaken by the powerful man who controls him behind the scenes.

From this point of view, she is not even considered a qualified monk. You know, most monks are extremely rational.

"Don't worry, it won't take long, it won't take long!" Jiang Tian said with a smile.

Of course, Jiang Tian also understood that Huang Ling'er had to get rid of the shackles and jump out of the chess game, otherwise, it would also become a constraint for him.

After he breaks through to become a god, he will inevitably leave the Holy Yuan Continent and continue to the core area where the Nine Great Immortals are located, looking for new breakthrough opportunities.

He must take Huang Linger away. After all, it would be unsafe to leave her alone here.

The real problem with taking Huang Ling'er away is that she has never changed her identity and can easily be targeted by the Immortal Emperor as a clue.

Jiang Tian also thought of a way to deal with this!

That is, Huang Ling'er faked his death to escape, and then practiced the mysterious skill of deceiving the heaven and the earth, covering his aura, making fish and dragons change without a trace, and living with another identity.

"Thanks for the advice!" Huang Ling'er calmed down her emotions and stood up to say goodbye as calm as water.

It was night, dark, moonless.

The stars, on the contrary, looked even more dazzling.

Over the past year, Jiang Tianneng could clearly feel that his mentality had slowly gotten rid of the life of cultivation and became the same as that of a mortal.

For example, nowadays, he seldom meditates and breathes out. This was impossible before. No matter in the past or present life, he has been practicing diligently and spending all his time to improve his cultivation. His life is full of intrigues. , The weak will eat the strong, and you will end up dead if you are not careful.

In fact, he had almost never laid down to sleep like this. Even late at night, he just spent time meditating.

Although this kind of life is exciting and passionate, it has a little more regret and less peace.

It is incomplete and twisted.

But now, it seems that the road to mortal transformation has given Jiang Tian a reason to rest.

There is no fighting in his life. Although it is dull, it is like a trickle, cleansing the soul.

This feeling was very unfamiliar to Jiang Tian at first, but as time passed slowly, his mentality gradually accepted the status quo and lived a mortal life.

Jiang Tian sipped fruit wine, lay on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, and looked up at the stars in the sky.

The sky and the earth are long and boundless, the universe is deep, and there is no trace of human beings or traces of civilization in the induction. They are so magnificent.

In comparison, he himself is so small, but even such a small monk, once he reaches the state of return, has a world of his own, and can destroy everything "magnificent" in sight, including the stars of the continent, and even the stars.

This slightly contradictory contrast is one of Jiang Tian's previous spiritual problems, and it is also a dilemma that needs to be solved on the road to mortal transformation.

Ordinary people's mentality and extraordinary power will naturally produce various feelings of confusion and hesitation, but an "extraordinary" mentality cannot abandon one's own personality and all ways of doing things and become a stone, a pattern without emotional ups and downs.

We can only use the past as a basis to rebuild our outlook on life and values ​​and integrate them with our souls, so that we can go further and better and be less troubled by inner demons.

For example, as one's lifespan increases, compared with a mortal who cannot live to be a hundred years old, there will be a sense of dislocation between the short and the long, as if the two are not the same creature.

I am currently making rapid progress, and this time I am reborn. I am not yet a hundred years old, so this feeling is not obvious yet.

But when I think back to my last life, five hundred years later, many of the monks I knew before who were practicing Qi refining and foundation building have fallen into disgrace.

In fact, in his previous life, after he arrived in the God Realm, he passed by the solar system and the entire galaxy was wiped out by his eyes...

At that time, Jiang Tian had not been able to figure out how to adjust to the resulting changes in feeling for a long time in his entire life.

Correctly viewing the short-term glory and the long years will be the top priority of spiritual cultivation!

Many monks, to put it bluntly, those who have truly transcended tribulations and ascended to immortality have only reached the level of Nascent Soul transformation. They regard themselves as aloof immortals and regard mortals as ants, indifferent and ruthless.

Some people don't interact with them at all, and beings at different levels have no common language.

These are not right or wrong, but Jiang Tian doesn't like them. What he admires most is the attitude of a senior.

"Be passionate but not tired!"

Don’t think too highly of yourself, treat ordinary people indifferently, don’t be heartbroken or cry because of the end of each friend’s life, enjoy it but don’t indulge in it.

In this regard, Zhuangzi's wife died and he sang with a drum, which is an example of this kind of mentality. At the same time, it can be regarded as a thorough understanding of what life is and the mystery of life and death.

Thoughts were flying, and Jiang Tian's mind seemed lively and calm, with an indescribable beauty.

I just feel that my soul is spreading infinitely, every detail of the grass and trees is revealed, and every branch and leaf is full of love. It really reaches the subtle feeling of knowing the vastness of the universe and still pitying the green grass and trees.

If it were not for the shackles of the flesh, I would be able to travel far and wide, and create unique things one by one just by relying on imagination.

"The feeling of turning into a mortal is really subtle. In my previous life, my walking as a mortal was far less than one-tenth of what it is now."

With a peaceful mind, Jiang Tian actually felt a little sleepy. Even this kind of sleepiness was something he had never felt in many years.

When he closed his eyes, a thought came to his mind:

"However, transforming into a mortal is not enough. From tomorrow onwards, I will completely declare my own cultivation level and take the road to transforming into a mortal to the extreme!"

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Tian took a deep breath and completely suppressed his cultivation.

Suddenly, I felt that the sounds of greetings, hawking, bargaining, and chatter in the streets and alleys were indistinguishable from each other and penetrated my ears. There was a burst of noise, but the previous clear-cut and subtle feeling was lost.

Once the ears are closed, it is difficult to distinguish so many sounds. It just feels chaotic and dizzy!

In fact, the feeling of heaviness is very strong, as if there is a heavy burden on my shoulders, and it is difficult to move or move.

Although it was not a true loss of cultivation, just suppression, it actually made him a little irritable and panicked.

"This is the true feeling of mortals...the feeling of lightness is gone, and the heavy gravity of reality is really terrifying!"

"Let me go, Jiang Taichu, what's wrong with you! You have lived two lives and practiced for thousands of years! How come you don't even have this sense of normalcy?"

Jiang Tian couldn't help but curse himself secretly.

Could it be that the perfect state of mind and the pure spiritual platform that I have polished through many hardships and obstacles are really so illusory and completely based on terrifying strength?

What about the realization between life and death? What about generosity in the face of adversity? What about unfailing patience?

As these thoughts emerged, Jiang Tian's mind gradually returned to calm, and he was no longer so confused.