Jiang Tian laughed silently, nodded, and said, "Yes, when my uncle makes a lot of money, he will go back to get a wife."
But I was thinking in my heart that his wedding with his past and present lives was all hastily. If one day reunion, would he give her a wedding in a prosperous era?
Don't be too big, just blow up a few stars as fireworks and shock the entire universe.
"Where is Beibei and Dahei? Why don't you spend the New Year with you?"
Ahu asked.
"They... have something to do!"
Jiang Tian smiled bitterly.
Jiang Beibei has begun her first retreat and has impacted the foundation building realm.
However, this retreat place is not at home.
Jiang Tian was not accompanied, but was guarded by Dahei.
Therefore, he was the only one in the family at this time.
"Since that's the case, uncle, go to my house for the New Year's Eve dinner..."
Ah Hu was about to speak.
At this time, his father Tie Niu called out in the newly built blacksmith shop in his home diagonally opposite.
Ah Hu responded quickly and said to Jiang Tian with a bitter face:
"Oh, Uncle Jiang, I want to make an iron again." As he said that, he returned to the ironware shop helplessly.
From the shop, a few words of Ah Hu's father's shouting came.
Jiang Tian took a sip of wine and sat at the door and listened quietly.
At this time, some snowflakes gradually drifted down from the sky. Slowly, the snowflakes became heavier and heavier. The first snow this year fell silently from the sky.
The temperature suddenly became cold.
The snowflakes hit Jiang Tian’s face and quickly melted into ice water.
Jiang Tian looked up at the dim sky. After a long time, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed it casually. The snowflakes around him instantly condensed.
Jiang Tian took a deep breath and let go of his right hand. The snowflakes immediately dissipated and floated around again.
This scene happened very quickly, and no pedestrians noticed abnormalities, and they just bowed their heads and rushed to the road.
As the sky became darker and the lights were on, there were fewer pedestrians on the street.
In the end, there was no one else on the entire street.
Even the shops around me closed the door in advance due to heavy snowfall in the sky and stopped doing business because of the New Year and New Year.
The family reunited by the stove to keep warm, ate the New Year’s Eve dinner, drank wine, and chatted and laughed.
This kind of warmth is not only the body, but also the mind.
The family is reunited, and that kind of warmth can drive away any cold.
Jiang Tian's eyes gradually showed a look of loneliness.
The coldness brought by the snowflakes was really insignificant to him.
But at this moment, he looked at the lights in the shops around him, and the only one on the street was pitch black, and a hint of coldness suddenly arose in his heart.
This kind of coldness cannot be driven away by any fire source, nor can it be compensated by any magical powers and spells.
This kind of coldness is the price of understanding the way of heaven and the necessity of experiencing life.
If you want to transform into God, you must first transform into mortals.
It is easy to say that it can be transformed into ordinary people, but in fact it is not that simple.
Jiang Tian now has experienced Dugu.
My parents are in the Milky Way, a tiny blue planet behind me.
Qing'er is in the distant core area of the central galaxy in front of her, and is difficult to see.
It seemed that he was floating alone on the Shengyuan Continent, without seeing old friends in front of him or come from behind. He thought of the vastness of the world, and was alone and she burst into tears.
He knew very well that this loneliness would be entangled with him except for the day he jumped out of the game of fate.
Jiang Tian was silent for a long time before he stood up staggeringly, and his whole body seemed to have grown a little older at this moment.
He slowly tidied up the chair at the door, returned to the store, and gently closed the door.
"I can't let go...I can't let go..."
Jiang Tian looked at the cold pot and cold stove. When he was at home, his family gathered and his disciples couldn't help but mutter to himself, his eyes were lost when he was in his heart.
When he was practicing immortality in his last life, he could not let go of his relatives.
Until now, I still can't let go after living for a lifetime.
However, this emotion is different from that time.
If you want to transform into God, you must first transform into mortals. If you truly let go of family affection and everything, then it is impossible to transform into mortals.
“But why let it go?”
A smile of enlightenment appeared on Jiang Tian's mouth.
The reason why every cultivator in the God Transformation Stage is powerful is that in addition to his cultivation, what is more important is that he has a deeply hidden emotion in his heart.
"I have feelings but not tired!"
Do not kill the seven emotions and six desires, but do not be distraught because of the short separation and the passing of relatives, crying, enjoying feelings, but not addicted.
It is this emotion that allows them to transform into mortals, and through emotions, they can break through the Nascent Soul and reach the realm of transformation of the gods.
It is precisely because of this obsession that Jiang Tian did not encounter much setback in the transformation of mortality, but gradually felt the feeling of a mortal.
At this moment, he was immersed in his longing for Qing'er, Ling'er, parents and homeland.
He quietly felt this feeling, and the magic power in his body spun wildly again.
This rotation gradually penetrated out of the body. A trace of spiritual energy suddenly rose above all the medicinal materials in the store, and it rotated rapidly with the same fluctuation as the magic power in Jiang Tian's body.
Gradually, this spiritual power rotated faster and faster, revealing the store.
When the snowflakes falling from the sky fell to the roof of the shop, they also rotated, forming rotating snowflakes, slid rapidly towards the surroundings.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, silent.
After a long time, Jiang Tian gradually woke up.
He stood up and pushed open the shop door. A cold light blew towards him, mixed with countless cold snowflakes. Jiang Tian looked up at the sky and said quietly:
"Transforming God, I am determined to win! No one can think of using me as a pawn!"
The snowflakes falling from the sky became bigger, and a thick layer was piled up on the ground.
At this time, the door of the iron tool shop opposite suddenly opened.
Ah Hu and his father were about to go out when they saw Jiang Tian standing opposite him, and they couldn't help but be stunned.
Then Ah Hu ran a few steps, stepped on the snow, making a creaking sound, came to Jiang Tian and shouted:
"Uncle Jiang, do you know we are coming?"
As he said that, he entered the room and sat by the stove.
Ahu's father, Tien Niu Han, smiled and held a wooden basket, and said to Jiang Tian: "Brothers of the Jiang family, aren't you busy?"
Jiang Tian smiled and asked, "If you are not busy, come in and talk."
The father and son entered the room, opened the lid of the wooden basket, and saw four plates of home-cooked side dishes and two pots of fruit wine.
Jiang Tian glanced at Ahu's father with a smile.
Over the past few years, he has been in contact with each other.
This is the first time I have seen this cheerful man have a scene now. Obviously, he has something to ask for help from himself.
"Brother Tiehu, just tell me if you have anything."
Jiang Tian said.
Ah Hu's father hesitated for a moment, rubbed his hands, and said awkwardly: "It's okay. It's okay."
Ah Hu looked at the side dishes in the wooden basket, swallowed, and reached out to grab them.
His father glared at his eyes, and Ah Hu was so scared that he quickly stopped and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Are you just want to borrow some crystals? What's the embarrassment to say?"
Ahu's father suddenly turned red and cursed: "Little bastard, you'll deal with you when you get home."
Ah Hu stretched out his tongue and said to Jiang Tian:
"Uncle Jiang, my father is embarrassed to say, let me tell me, my mother is asking the matchmaker to tell me a marriage, but they have to pay a lot of brides, so the family doesn't save enough money."
Ah Hu's father sighed, looked at Jiang Tian, and said helplessly:
"Good brother, I'm really sorry to bother you, but Ah Hu doesn't have the talent for cultivation. Mortals of his age are all married. The more they wait, the harder they find a wife..."
Jiang Tian smiled and nodded, picked up the wine pot in the wooden basket, took a sip, and said:
“How much do you want?”
Ahu's father hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, they don't want much. Besides, I still have some foreign debts outside but haven't recovered yet. It's so bad... I want thirty low-grade crystals..."
Ah Hu clasped his lips and whispered: "Mom clearly said she needed eighty pieces, but you can't get back those bad debts..."
Before he could finish speaking, his father glared at him again.
Jiang Tian didn't say anything, nodded, and just got up and went to the back room. There was a large frame, all of which were filled with crystal stones and spirit stones.
Jiang Tian casually picked up a top-grade crystal stone, 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 crystal, he was stunned and said quickly:
"I can't use so much, brother, please take it back quickly. I will only borrow thirty low-grade crystals."
In his opinion, this top-grade crystal is quite large, and it is too much more than he needs.
Jiang Tian picked up the wine pot and smiled and said, "Brother, this money is not borrowed from you, but my money for buying wine. From now on, one pot every day, your fruit wine is good, and your ten-year wine money is also
It's worth it."
Ahu's father was stunned for a moment, with a look of gratitude on his face and said, "Brother, this..."
Ahu rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, just take it. Uncle Jiang is different from you. He has the skills. Any set of herbs is worth more than ten low-grade crystals."
Ah Hu's father glared at him again, then took a deep breath. He picked up the wine pot, poured himself a big glass, took a big sip, nodded and said:
"Brothers of the Jiang family, what's the matter for ten or eight years? As long as you live here for a day, my family will send you a pot every day."
Jiang Tian chuckled.
Looking at the father and son in front of me, my heart gradually became less cold and I gradually felt a little warm.
That night, Ahu's father drank a lot, and two pots of wine were obviously not enough.
Ah Hu served him aside until he brought the tenth pot before he could finish his drink.
In the end, Ah Hu's father got drunk.
But he kept holding the top-grade crystal in his hand, and was helped back by Jiang Tian and Ahu.
When Jiang Tian turned back, Ah Hu whispered to Jiang Tian:
"Uncle Jiang, I have so much wine in my house. My father doesn't let me tell others. In fact, there are several large jars in my cellar, all of which are left by my ancestors. I heard that there are still many buried underground, but
My father said you like it, so he kept it for you. If my father hadn’t refused to sell it, my mother wouldn’t have asked him to borrow money. She could have taken it to the winery to sell it a lot of money!”