When Huang Ling'er heard this, she tried her best to force herself to calm down.
She also knew that she was too obsessed with Jiang Tian’s feelings.
She was too close to Jiang Tian, which was likely to expose Jiang Tian’s identity and be overwhelmed by the powerful and powerful man controlled behind the scenes.
From this point of view, she is not even considered a qualified monk. You should know that most monks are extremely rational.
"Don't worry, it won't take too long, it won't take too long!" Jiang Tian smiled.
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 become her own constraint.
After breaking through the transformation of God, he must leave the Holy Yuan Continent and continue to advance in the core area where the nine immortals are located, looking for new opportunities for breakthroughs.
He had to take Huang Ling'er away. After all, he was not relieved to leave her here alone.
The real problem with taking Huang Ling'er away is that she has never changed her identity and is easily targeted by the Immortal Emperor as a clue.
Jiang Tian also thought of a solution to this!
That is, Huang Ling'er pretends to die and escape, and then practices the mysterious skill of deceiving heaven and earth to cover up the breath, and the fish and dragons are invincible and have no trace of changes, so they can survive with another identity.
"Thank you for your advice!" Huang Ling'er calmed down and stood up to say goodbye.
It was night, dark and there was no moon.
The stars appear even more dazzling.
Over the past year, Jiang Tian could clearly feel that his mentality had slowly gotten rid of his life in cultivation and became like a mortal.
For example, nowadays, he has rarely meditated and breathed, which was impossible before. Regardless of his past and present, he has been practicing diligently and spending all his time to improve his cultivation. His life is full of intrigues.
, the strong prey on the weak, and if you are not careful, you will end up dead.
He had almost never lie down and slept like he is now, and even in the middle of the night, he had just spent it while meditating.
Although this kind of life is exciting and passionate, it has a little more regret and a little less peace.
It is incomplete and distorted.
And now, it seems that the Road to Transformation and Fairy gave Jiang Tian a reason to rest.
There was no fight in his life. Although it was plain, it was like a trickle of water washing the soul.
This feeling was very unfamiliar at the beginning, but as time slowly passed, his mentality gradually accepted the status quo and lived a life of a mortal.
Jiang Tian sipped fruit wine, lay on the bamboo chair in the yard, looking up at the stars in the sky.
The world is endless, boundless, and the universe is profound. There are no traces of human beings or civilizations in the sense of sensation. They are so magnificent.
In comparison, he is so small, but once such a small monk arrives in the emptiness, he has his own inner world. His every move can destroy all the "magnificent" within his sight, the maintenance of the stars in the continent, and even the stars.
This slightly contradictory contrast is one of Jiang Tian’s previous mental problems, and it is also a dilemma that needs to be solved in the path to transforming the world.
The mentality of ordinary people and extraordinary power will naturally produce all kinds of confusion and hesitation, but the mentality of "extraordinary" cannot abandon one's own personality and all the ways of dealing with things, and become a stone, a law without emotional ups and downs.
You can only use the past as a basis to reconstruct your outlook on life, values and integrate them with your soul, so that you can go further and better and suffer less from the nuisance of your inner demons.
For example, as the life span increases, compared with the mortals who live no more than a hundred years old, there will be a sense of short-term and long dislocation, as if both sides are not a creature.
I am making great progress now, and this time I am reborn, and I am less than a hundred years old, and this feeling is not obvious.
But looking back on the previous life, after the age of five hundred, many cultivators who had known before, who had cultivated Qi and built foundations fell and became transformed.
Even in the last life, after he ascended to the divine realm, he passed by the solar system, and the entire galaxy was destroyed by eyes...
At that time, how to adjust the changes in the feelings that come from this came from Jiang Tian’s life, he had not understood this trouble for a long time.
A correct view of the short splendor and long years will be the top priority of spiritual cultivation!
Many monks, in a nascent way, say that the real tragedy and ascend to immortality is to only achieve the transformation of Nascent Soul into God, and will regard themselves as a noble immortal god, and treat mortals as ants, being cold and ruthless.
Some do not interact with them at all, and life at different levels does not have a common language.
These are not right or wrong, but Jiang Tian doesn't like them. What he admires the most is the attitude of a senior.
"I have feelings but not tired!"
Don’t look down on yourself very high, look at ordinary people indifferently, nor do you feel sad or cry because of the end of your life. You will enjoy it but not addicted to it.
In this regard, Zhuangzi's wife died and sang with a drum and a sing was a model of this mentality, and it also shows the secrets of life and life and death.
Thoughts floated, Jiang Tian’s mind seemed to be lively and precipitated, and there was an indescribable beauty.
I only feel that my mind is spreading infinitely, every grass and tree, and every blade is full of slightest appearance, and every branch and leaf is related to love. I really have the subtle feeling of knowing the universe and still pitying the green grass and trees.
If it weren't for the physical shackles, I'd probably be out of reach. Imagination alone could create unique things.
"The feeling of Huafan is really subtle. The walking of Huafan in my previous life is far less than one tenth of the time now."
With a calm mind, Jiang Tian felt a little sleepy. Even this sleepy was something he had never felt for many years.
As he closed his eyes, a thought emerged in his head:
"However, it is not enough to transform into mortality. From tomorrow, we will completely approve our own cultivation and let the path of transform into mortality reach its ultimate!"
When Jiang Tian woke up the next day, he took a deep breath and completely suppressed his cultivation.
Suddenly, I felt the greetings, hawkings, bargaining, chatting and chatting in the streets and alleys, and it was hard to tell each other. There was a hustle and bustle, but I lost the previous sense of clear and subtle and subtle feeling.
Once the ears are closed, it is difficult to distinguish so many sounds, but I feel confused and dizzy!
Even the feeling of heaviness is very strong, as if carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders, it is difficult to make every move.
Although it was not true that he had lost all his cultivation and was just suppressing him, it actually made him feel a little irritable and panicked.
"This is what mortals really feel... The feeling of lightness is gone, the heavy gravity of reality is really terrible!"
"I'll go, Jiang Taichu, what's wrong with you! You have lived for two lifetimes and practiced for ten thousand years! Why can't you even lose your normal mind?"
Jiang Tian couldn't help but curse himself inwardly.
Could it be that the perfect state of mind that I have polished through repeated difficulties and obstacles, the pure spiritual platform is really so illusory, completely based on terrifying strength?
What about the realization between life and death? What about the generosity that faces difficulties? What about the patience that is not impatient?
As this thought emerged, Jiang Tian's mind gradually returned to peace and no longer felt so at a loss.