Chapter 2023: Warm and cold in the world

Jiang Tian laughed dumbly, nodded, and said, "Yes, when my uncle makes a lot of money, he will go back to marry a wife."
But in my heart, he was thinking that the weddings between him and his past and present were all hastily. If one day reunite, would it provide her with a flourishing wedding?
Don’t be too big, just explode a few stars as fireworks to shock the entire universe.
"Where are Beibei and Dahei? How can you not accompany you during the New Year?"
Ahu asked.
"They... have something!"
Jiang Tian gave a wry smile.
Jiang Beibei has already begun to retreat for the first time, and has already attacked the foundation building.
However, this retreat is not at home.
Jiang Tian didn't accompany him either, but was guarded by Da Hei.
Therefore, he is the only one in the family at this time.
"In that case, uncle, let's go to my house for New Year's Eve dinner..."
Ahu was about to speak.
At this time, his father Tie Niu called out from the newly built blacksmith's shop diagonally across from him.
Ahu hurriedly responded, and said to Jiang Tian with a bitter expression:
"Oh, Uncle Jiang, I want to hit the iron again." With that, he reluctantly returned to the iron shop.
From inside the shop, a few words of Ahu's father's scolding came out.
Jiang Tian took a sip of wine and sat at the door quietly listening.
At this time, a few snowflakes gradually fell in the sky, and slowly, the snowflakes became larger and larger. The first snow of this year, silently, fell from the sky.
The temperature suddenly cooled down.
Snow flakes hit Jiang Tian's face and quickly melted into ice water.
Jiang Tian raised his head and looked at the dim sky. After a long time, he stretched out his right hand and shook it casually, and the snow around him instantly condensed.
Jiang Tian took a deep breath and let go of his right hand. The snowflakes immediately collapsed and drifted around again.
This scene happened extremely quickly, and no pedestrians found anomalies, one by one just bowed their heads and hurried on the road.
As the sky gets darker and the lights come on, there are fewer pedestrians on the street.
In the end, there was no one on the whole street.
Even the shops in the surrounding area were closed in advance due to heavy snowfall and the New Year's Day and stopped doing business.
The family reunited to keep warm by the stove, eating New Year’s Eve dinner, drinking fine wine, and chatting and laughing.
This kind of warmth, in addition to the body, there is also the soul.
The family is reunited, the kind of warmth can drive out any cold.
Jiang Tian's eyes gradually showed loneliness.
The coldness brought by snowflakes is really insignificant to him.
But at this time, he watched the lights in the shops around him, and only his shops on the whole street were dark. A coldness suddenly rose in his heart.
This kind of coldness can not be driven away by any fire source, nor can it be made up for by any magical powers.
This kind of coldness is the price of perceiving the way of heaven, and it is a necessity to experience life.
If you want to transform the gods, you must first transform the mortal.
Can Huafan is easy to say, but in fact it is that simple.
Jiang Tian now felt Dugu.
The little blue planet in the Milky Way galaxy billions of light-years behind his parents.
Qing'er is in the core area of ​​the central galaxy far away, and it is also difficult to see because it is separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
It seemed that he was floating alone on the Saint Yuan Continent, seeing no one in front of him and no one in the back, thinking about the leisure of the world, sullenly and sullenly.
This kind of loneliness, he knew well, except for the day when he jumped out of the game of fate, it would have been entangled with him.
Jiang Tian was silent for a long time before he staggered to his feet. The whole person seemed to be a little old at this moment.
He slowly cleared the chairs at the door, returned to the shop, and closed the door gently.
"Can't let go... Can't let go..."
Jiang Tian looked at the cold pot and cold stove, and when his hometown came to mind, his family gathered together and his disciples could not help muttering to himself, his eyes lost.
When he cultivated immortality in his previous life, he couldn't let go of his relatives.
Up to now, I still can't let go of resurrecting my life.
However, this kind of emotion is different from that of the past.
If you want to transform the gods, you must first transform the vanity. If you truly let go of family affection and let go of everything, then it is impossible to transform the vanity.
"But why bother to let it go?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Tian's mouth.
The reason why each monk in the transformation stage is powerful is that in addition to his cultivation level, the more important thing is that he has a deeply hidden emotion in his heart.
"Affectionate but not tired!"
Don't cut the emotions and desires, but don't be overwhelmed with grief because of the short separation or the death of relatives, crying, enjoying feelings, but not indulging.
auzw.com is this emotion that allows them to transform into the mortal, so that they can break through the Nascent Soul and reach the realm of God-Transforming through their emotions.
It was precisely because of this obsession that Jiang Tian didn't encounter much frustration in transforming the mortal, but gradually felt the feeling of a mortal.
At this moment, he was immersed in the thoughts of Qing'er, Ling'er, and his parents' homeland.
He quietly felt this feeling, and the mana in his body was spinning again crazy.
This kind of rotation gradually penetrated out of the body. Above all the medicinal materials in this shop, a trace of spiritual energy suddenly rose, which was rapidly rotating with the same wave of mana in Jiang Tian's body.
Gradually, this kind of spiritual power revolved faster and faster, revealing the shop.
Snow falling from the sky, when it falls on the roof of the shop, it also rotates, forming a rotating cluster of snowflakes, slid away quickly towards the surroundings.
The snow gets bigger and bigger, and it's silent.
After a long time, Jiang Tian gradually became sober.
He stood up and opened the door of the shop. A cold light blew towards him, mixed with countless cold snowflakes. Jiang Tian looked up at the sky and whispered plainly:
"Hua Shen, XX, I am determined to win! No one wants to use me as a pawn!"
The snow falling from the sky became bigger, and there was a thick layer on the ground.
At this moment, the door of the iron shop on the opposite side suddenly opened.
When Ahu and his father were about to go out, they were shocked when they saw Jiang Tian standing opposite.
Then Ahu ran a few steps quickly, stepped on the snow, made a crunching noise, came to Jiang Tian's side, and shouted:
"Uncle Jiang, do you know that we are coming over."
With that, he entered the room and sat by the stove.
Ahu's father, Tie Niuhan smiled while holding a wooden basket, and said to Jiang Tian, ​​"Brother Jiang family, aren't you busy?"
Jiang Tian smiled and let himself go, and said, "You're not busy, come in and talk."
The father and son entered the room, opened the lid of the wooden basket, and saw that there were four plates of homemade dishes and two pots of fruit wine inside.
Jiang Tian took a look and looked at Ahu's father with a smile.
Over the past few years, he has often been in contact with each other.
This is the first time that this hearty man has seen the present scene. Obviously, he has something to ask for his help.
"Brother Tiehu, just talk about it."
Jiang Tian said.
Ahu's father hesitated, rubbed his hands, and said awkwardly, "It's okay. It's okay."
Ahu looked at the small dishes in the wooden basket. Swallowed saliva, reached out and grabbed it inside.
His father's eyes widened, and Ahu was so scared that Ahu quickly closed his hands, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just borrowing some spar? What's the embarrassment to say."
Ahu's father blushed all of a sudden, and he cursed: "Little bastard, you will clean up when you go home."
Ahu stretched out his tongue and said to Jiang Tian:
"Uncle Jiang, my father is embarrassed to say, let me say, my mother asked the matchmaker to tell me a close relationship, but they want a lot of gifts, and the family doesn't have enough money."
Ahu's father sighed, looked at Jiang Tian, ​​and said helplessly:
"My good brother, I'm so sorry to trouble you, but Ahu has no talent for cultivation. Mortals of his age are married. The more you wait, the harder it is to find a wife..."
Jiang Tian smiled and nodded, picked up the jug in the wooden basket, took a sip, and said:
"How much do you want?"
Ahu's father hesitated and said, "In fact, they don't want much. Besides, I still have some foreign debts out there that I haven't recovered yet. It's so bad... I need 30 low-grade spars..."
Ahu curled his mouth and whispered, "Mother clearly said that you need eighty, and you won't be able to collect those bad debts..."
He didn't wait to finish, but his father glared again.
Jiang Tian didn't say a word, nodded, just got up and went to the back room, where there was a big frame, all of which were spar and spirit stones.
Jiang Tian picked up a high-grade spar at will, returned to the shop, and placed it in front of Ahu's father.
When Ahu's father saw that it turned out to be a top grade spar, he was startled and said quickly:
"It won't take that much, brother, you can get it back quickly. I only borrow 30 low-grade spars."
In his opinion, this top-grade spar is quite big, and it is far more than what he needs.
Jiang Tian picked up the wine jug and said with a smile: "Brother, this money is not borrowed from you, but my money to buy wine. From now on, one jug every day, your fruit wine is not bad, and the money for ten years of wine is also good. It's worth it."
Ahu's father was taken aback for a moment, with gratitude on his face, and said, "Brother, this..."
Ahu rolled his eyes and said, "Father, just take it. Uncle Jiang is not the same as you. He has craftsmanship, and a random pair of herbal medicines is worth ten low-grade spars."
Ahu's father glared at him again, and then took a deep breath. He picked up the hip flask, poured himself a large glass, took a big sip, nodded and said:
"Brother Jiang family, what ten or eight years, as long as you live here for one day, my family will send you a pot every day."
Jiang Tian chuckled.
Seeing the father and son in front of me, my heart gradually no longer felt cold, and there was a hint of warmth.
This night, Ahu's father drank a lot, and two pots of wine were obviously not enough.
Ahu waited on the sidelines until he got the tenth pot before drinking it in place.
Finally, Ahu's father became drunk and fell over.
However, he had been holding the top grade spar tightly in his hand, and Jiang Tian and Ahu held him back.
When Jiang Tian turned back, Ahu whispered to Jiang Tian:
"Uncle Jiang, there are too many wines in my house. My father won't let me tell others. In fact, there are several large altars in my cellar, all of which were left by our ancestors. I heard that a lot of them are buried under the ground. My dad said you like it, so I will keep it for you. If it weren't for my dad's determination not to sell, my mother wouldn't let him borrow money. She can get it to the winery and sell it for a lot of money!"