Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

After waving the man in black robe to leave, Jiang Tian turned his eyes to the window, looking at the newborn sun and the gorgeous morning glow, as if he was feeling enlightened.

After a few breaths, he turned around, looked at the empty door, and listened to the bustling morning. When he realized that everything was peaceful, he quietly exhaled, as if he had experienced a fierce battle.

"It's really not easy..."

He sighed secretly.

If Jiang Tian realizes the feeling of a mortal, he will truly claim his own cultivation level, and he will not let the big gangsters get his hands on him.

He had no choice but to use his ability to deceive, combine his past experience and some insights from his self-proclaimed cultivation, forcefully drag the man in black robes for a whole night, and eliminate all the desires in his heart.

At the same time, he restrained the opponent with half-truth and half-bluffing demands of the Great Perfection of Eye of Wuwu.

For half the night, he seemed to be an expert from the world, talking about what is external and what is the true self, free and easy and profound, but in fact, he was mentally exhausted and worried every step of the way. He was not only afraid that what he said would not attract the man in black robe, but also worried about being deceived. Too much will lead to backlash.

There were no fists, no swords. This night's chat did not seem like a fierce battle, but it was indeed the case, although the other party might not feel it.

"Fortunately, I still have a mouth..."

Jiang Tian touched his temples, laughing at himself and feeling a little proud.

In the previous life, in the university dormitory, I was addicted to martial arts and fantasy novels. I was still the best among my roommates at enlivening the atmosphere, gossiping, and making pranks. , telling myself quite sincerely that in ancient times there was Confucius who became a saint and was respected as Confucius, but now there is a loud-mouthed king who should be regarded as the "mouth son".

Sure enough, without martial arts strength, you have to change your attitude, your thinking, and your method to deal with things.

After experiencing this night, Jiang Tian had a deeper understanding of the road to mortal transformation.

It's not that the strength of cultivation blocks one's eyes, but that the experience, habits, inherent cognition, and instinctive judgment formed by relying on the strength of cultivation are interfering with one's mind.

They are very correct in some cases, but if you completely believe in them and follow them, you will inevitably stick to the old ways and be "stubborn". Sooner or later, you will encounter a threshold without knowing it, and you will become sluggish.

Because of this, to truly transform into a mortal and "cut me to see myself" is not to give up "I", nor to give up the strength of cultivation, but to discover this limitation and the inability to rely on the law.

Once you break through and see your true self, you can completely master your cultivation strength and control it instead of being controlled by it.

It's like building a ship to cross the sea. When you get to the other side, but you don't let go of the ship, that's putting the cart before the horse and confusing means and ends.

This kind of thing cannot be solved by just exploring. The experience, cognition and habits that are almost internalized into the instinct always play a role unconsciously, moisturizing things silently, and it is difficult for oneself to notice the difference.

Even if there are corresponding thoughts in my heart, I can't recognize them.

After all, "the authorities are obsessed with it", and it takes a long time to examine it bit by bit before it can be solved, which is enough to be called a major problem on the road to cultivation.

This true transformation into the mortal world is by no means unnecessary, but rather fruitful.

By "giving up the strength of cultivation", the contradictions between these experiences, cognitions, habits and reality directly surface!

It's intense, but it's really obvious!

It makes a mind that has been "stubborn" after years of practice become lively and agile, giving it a completely different experience every time.

Time flies by, like running water, day and night fly by quickly!

Four years have passed in the blink of an eye, and this is Jiang Tian's seventh year in Kyoto.

Tieniu's son Ahu has grown taller and stronger, and has grown from a boy to a young man.

Jiang Beibei has also grown up a lot. She is already in her prime. She is slender and obviously a beauty.

The surrounding neighbors have a few fewer households and a few more households.

The boss of Kongjia Bufang died of a serious illness, and the store was given to others.

Zhao's blacksmith shop, Mr. Zhao quit working and passed the shop to his eldest son...

Slight wrinkles gradually appeared on the faces of Ahu's parents. Although they were still young, they could not withstand the washing of time.

It is worth mentioning that in the past two years, many neighbors have come up to propose marriage to Jiang Tian.

Although Jiang Tian has a very young daughter, she looks quite young and has extraordinary medical skills and magical medicine.

I know many monks, and in the eyes of mortals, it is already extraordinary!

Every time, Jiang Tian politely declined.

Spring passed and autumn came, the sun and the moon alternated. In the past few years, Jiang Tian saw birth, old age, illness and death, and he felt quite emotional in his heart.

He had already recovered from the Sanhua of the End, but in the past two years, he had only meditated and breathed twice.

He didn't even care about his own cultivation, and he hadn't looked inside for a long time.

In the past two years, Jiang Tian's medicine shop has gradually become famous throughout Wuzhou City.

Although there are not many customers, it is still much better than not opening for a year.

However, now, in Jiang Tian's medicine shop, the most visitors are not ordinary people, but monks.

Basically, six out of ten people will be ascetics.

They found that the herbs that Jiang Tian paired with herbal medicine, even if the spiritual energy was not that strong, could still heal the wounds of many monks.

It is even helpful for practicing.

There was something strange happening in Wuzhou City, and he gradually gained a certain reputation in the world of cultivation here.

Jiang Tian always has a peaceful mind without any changes. What he seeks is the mentality of a mortal, to understand the life of a mortal and to feel the reincarnation of heaven.

The drug store is just a tool for him to understand the way of heaven, and the same is true for seeing a doctor and getting medicine.

At this time, as the New Year is approaching, the city of Wuzhou is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and new peaches are replaced with old charms, which is full of joy.

Jiang Tian walked out of the shop and sat at the door of the shop, looking at the people passing by outside.

In his eyes, there was deep reminiscence.

This is the seventh year he has spent in Wuzhou City, and his feelings are different every time.

But one thing is unique, and that is the nostalgia for childhood.

In those years, in the Milky Way light-years away from the stars, on that vast blue planet...

The long-lasting New Year there is really full of flavor!

In the prey store diagonally opposite the store, Ahu ran out quickly, holding some fireworks in his hands and playing with a few children excitedly.

Seeing Ahu, Jiang Tian's eyes showed a hint of joy and relief.

He had almost watched this child grow up in the past few years, from an eleven-year-old child to an eighteen-year-old boy.

Last year, Ahu couldn't stand his father's nagging, so he gave up his dream of hunting and started learning to make iron tools from a blacksmith on the street, which was more peaceful.

However, when he had free time, he would still go to Jiang Tian to watch him treat people's illnesses and prescribe medicine.

Although Ahu didn't come often, he still had a bottle of fruit wine every day.

After setting off the fireworks, Ah Hu shouted loudly, ran to Jiang Tian, ​​and sat down on the cold wooden bench next to him. He didn't feel cold, but winked and said:

"Uncle Jiang, I heard from my father a few days ago that shopkeeper Lu in the east wants to betroth his daughter to you. Why don't you agree? I have secretly seen his daughter. She is very pretty."

Jiang Tian smiled slightly, touched the young man's head and said:

"Uncle has a wife, otherwise why would he have your sister Beibei?"

"Ah? Really? She is still alive. I thought she had passed away!"

Ah Hu suddenly stood up, with a look of surprise on his face.

"She is waiting for me far away. One day, I will go find her."

There was a hint of tenderness in Jiang Tian's eyes, and a figure of Zhao Xueqing's back appeared in his mind.

"I understand. You must have children before marriage and are not accepted by my aunt's family. You came to Wuzhou City to do business just to make a lot of money so that you can go back and marry her."

Ahu chuckled and thought about many plots he heard from the play.