Chapter 2019: Ordinary road

"Sir, I have been taught!"
Huang Linger heard this and tried to force herself to calm down.
She also knew that she was too obsessed with Jiang Tian's feelings.
She is too close to Jiang Tian, ​​and it is very likely that Jiang Tian's identity will be exposed and be topped by a powerful man behind the scenes.
Considering this, she is not even considered a qualified monk. You know, most monks are extremely rational.
"Don't worry, it won't be too long, it won't be too long!" Jiang Tian said with a smile.
Of course, Jiang Tian also understood that Huang Linger had to get rid of the shackles and jump out of the chess game, otherwise, it would become his own restraint.
After breaking through the God Transformation, he is bound to leave the Saint Yuan Continent and continue to march towards the core area where the Nine Great Wizards are located, looking for new breakthrough opportunities.
He must take Huang Linger away. After all, leaving her alone here is not at ease.
The real problem with taking Huang Ling'er away is that she has never changed her identity, so she can easily be used as a clue to be targeted by the Immortal Emperor.
At this point, Jiang Tian also thought about a countermeasure!
That is, Huang Linger feigned his death and escaped. After that, he practiced to deceive the sky and conceal the earth's profound arts, to cover his breath, and the fish and dragons changed without a trace, and lived with another identity.
"Thank you for your advice!" Huang Linger calmed down and stood up to leave.
It is night, dark, and moonless.
The stars, on the contrary, appear more dazzling.
Over the past year, Jiang Tian can clearly feel that his mentality has slowly got rid of his cultivation career, but has become like a mortal.
For example, nowadays, he has seldom meditated and vomited. This was impossible before. No matter his past and present, he has always cultivated diligently and spent all his time to improve his cultivation level. His life is full of intrigue. , The weak and the strong eat, the slightest carelessness will end up in death.
Moreover, he almost never lay down to sleep like this, even in the middle of the night, he just spent it in meditation.
Although this kind of life is exciting and passionate, it has a touch of regret and a touch of peace.
It is incomplete and distorted.
And now, it seems that Huafan Road gave Jiang Tian a reason to rest.
In his life, there is no fighting, although it is plain, but it is like a trickle, washing the soul.
This feeling was extremely strange to Jiang Tian at the beginning, but as time passed slowly, his mentality gradually accepted the status quo and lived his life as a mortal.
Jiang Tian sipped the fruit wine, lying on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, looking up at the stars.
The world is long and boundless, and the universe is deep. There are no human shadows or traces of civilization in the sense. They are so magnificent.
In comparison, he is so small, but he is such a small monk. Once he arrives in the Void, he has his own inner world. Every gesture can destroy all the "magnitude" in sight, the stars of the continent, and even the stellar recuperation.
This slightly contradictory contrast is one of Jiang Tian's previous spiritual problems, and it is also a dilemma that needs to be resolved on the road to transformation.
Ordinary people's mentality and extraordinary power will naturally produce all kinds of feelings of confusion and wandering, but the "extraordinary" mentality cannot abandon one's own character and all ways of doing things, and become a stone, a law without emotional ups and downs.
We can only use the past as a basis to rebuild our outlook on life, values, and integrate with our soul, so that we can go further and go better, and be less disturbed by the demons.
auzw.com For example, as one's own lifespan grows, compared with mortals who cannot survive a hundred years, there will be a short-term and long-term sense of dislocation. It seems that the two sides are not a kind of creature.
I am currently advancing by leaps and bounds, this time I am reborn, not yet a hundred years old, this feeling is not obvious yet.
But thinking back to the last life, after five hundred years of age, many of the monks who had known before had fallen into the air, fell into a sitting position.
Even, in the previous life, after he entered the God Realm, he once passed through the solar system, and the entire galaxy was wiped out by the eye...
At that time, how should I adjust to the resulting changes in feeling? Jiang Tian, ​​the first life, has not been able to see through this trouble for a long, long time.
A correct view of the short glorious and long years will be the top priority of spiritual cultivation!
Many monks, speaking slowly, truly cross the catastrophe and fly into immortal, that is, they only reach the Nascent Soul Transformation God, and they will regard themselves as the supreme immortal gods, and mortals as ants, indifferent and ruthless.
Some don't interact with them at all, and beings at different levels don't have a common language.
These are not right or wrong, but Jiang Tian doesn't like it. What he admires most is the attitude of a senior.
"Affectionate but not tired!"
Don't think highly of yourself, treat ordinary people with indifference, and don't be distressed because of the end of each friend's life, crying, enjoying but not indulging.
In this respect, Zhuangzi's wife dies and sings in a drum, which is a model of this mentality, and at the same time it can be considered as a life and the mystery of life and death.
His thoughts were flying, Jiang Tian's heart seemed lively and precipitated, and there was an indescribable beauty.
I only feel that my mind is spreading infinitely, every grass and tree, all the details, every branch and leaf are concerned, and it really achieves the subtle feeling of knowing the universe and pitying the green grass.
If it is not the shackles of the flesh, I am afraid that it will be far and wide, and only by imagination can create unique things.
"The feeling of Huafan is really subtle. The walk of Huafan in my previous life is far less than one-tenth of the current one."
With a peaceful mind, Jiang Tian actually felt a little sleepy, and even this kind of sleepiness was something he had never felt in years.
When he closed his eyes, a thought came to his head:
"However, Huafan is not enough. Starting from tomorrow, I will completely self-proclaim the cultivation base and let the road of Huafan reach the extreme!"
When he woke up the next day, Jiang Tian took a deep breath and completely suppressed his cultivation.
Suddenly, I felt the greets, chants, bargaining, and chatting in the streets and alleys, indistinguishable from each other's ears, and there was a hustle and bustle, but I lost the previous sense of clarity and subtlety.
Once the ear orifice is closed, it is difficult to distinguish so many sounds, but it feels messy and dizzy!
Even, the feeling of heaviness is very strong, it seems to carry a heavy load on his shoulders, and it is very difficult to raise his hands and feet.
Although it wasn't that his cultivation was completely lost, it was just suppression, but it turned out to be a little irritable.
"This is what a mortal really feels...the sense of lightness is gone, and the heavy gravity of reality is really terrifying!"
"I'll go, Jiang Taichu, what's the matter with you! You are a person who has lived for two lives and cultivated for thousands of years! Why don't you even have this normal heart?"
Jiang Tian could not help but scolded himself secretly.
Is it true that the perfect state of mind and the pure spirit platform that I have polished through time and time again are so illusory, completely based on terrifying power?
What about the realization between life and death? What about generosity in facing difficulties? What about patience without restlessness?
As these thoughts surfaced, Jiang Tian's mind gradually recovered, and he was no longer so confused.