Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

"Ranran, eat more." Qin Yun stood up and handed the plate directly to Jiang Ran, "Feifei likes the potato stewed beef brisket I made, try it."

Jiang Ran quickly reached out and took it with a smile on his face: "Thank you, Aunt Qin. These potatoes look rotten, they must be delicious."

There were three people sitting at the huge dining table. They all cared about Jiang Ran, but Bai Feifei had nothing.

When Bai Feifei saw Jiang Ran looking like he had never eaten in eight lifetimes, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and poked the bowl vigorously with her chopsticks.

(This guy looked like his cerebellum had shrunk in front of me, but now he was smiling like a flower.)

Bai Feifei felt angry when she remembered that Jiang Ran was almost ready to take action in the morning.

"Eat, eat, eat. My mother just asked you to taste it. What will I eat after you finish eating it all?" Bai Feifei looked at the two of them enjoying themselves together and couldn't help but glare at Jiang Ran and muttered.

She felt that this person was simply out of his mind. How could anyone eat only this dish while being asked to pick up food?

"Don't talk nonsense." Qin Yun tapped Bai Feifei on the head with the chopsticks in her hand, and looked at Jiang Ran cautiously, only to see that he was still eating happily as if no one else was watching.

"Ouch, Mom, why did you hit me? I didn't even catch a single potato, and he even drank the soup. Why don't you leave a piece for me?" Bai Feifei exclaimed in pain.

"I haven't seen you holding more chopsticks on weekdays." Qin Yun glanced at her angrily, "What does it mean when Ranran eats so deliciously? It means that I am good at my craftsmanship. You are the only one who doesn't know how lucky you are, and you are getting older every day." Order takeout.”

"Look at how many days he can eat. I don't believe he can still eat so deliciously in a few days." Bai Feifei muttered angrily.

"What do you mean?" Qin Yun raised her eyebrows and looked at her daughter with a cannibalistic look, "Are you talking about my poor craftsmanship in a roundabout way?"

It's over, Bai Feifei thought to herself, tilting her head to prepare for the violent storm.

"Aunt Qin, have you eaten?" Jiang Ran's annoying voice reached her ears, and it became sweet inexplicably.

Qin Yun was interrupted by Jiang Ran and saw the concerned look on his face, so she smiled softly: "I have a small appetite. In order to keep in shape in the past few years, I haven't eaten much at night."

Jiang Ran's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. He stood up and took all the eggplant boxes, braised pork and boiled cabbage hearts on the table in front of him. Then he took the porcelain basin with rice, picked up the dishes and prepared to pour them all. Go in.

He had thought about this meal for 600 years.

Every time I take a bite, I feel my mood becomes a little more open.

The exercises are easy to practice, but the state of mind is difficult to cultivate.

The higher the state of mind cultivation, the lower the probability of spiritual energy disorder during practice, the less likely the occurrence of inner demons, and the ability to control true energy can be improved...the benefits are countless.

If people in the cultivation world know that eating rice can improve their mood, I'm afraid they won't mind eating and pooping at the same time, so that they can stuff a few more mouthfuls.

But Jiang Ran understood that this was just a coincidence.

Qin Yun's cooking is very ordinary, and his obsession is the catalyst.

"Jiang Ran!" Bai Feifei was stunned, "Are you a loser?"

No, this guy ate all the food, why should I eat it!Bai Feifei realized immediately that she had no appetite at first, but when she saw Jiang Ran loading up the pot, she felt very hungry again.

"Give me back the braised pork." Bai Feifei dragged her chair back and rushed to Jiang Ran to grab the food, but found that the food was all mixed into a basin.

Seeing Jiang Ran's earnest eating style, Bai Feifei threw away her chopsticks and started furiously saying, "Eat, eat, eat, forget it if I choke to death!"

Qin Yun looked at Jiang Ran who was devouring the food with distress, and almost burst into tears.She pulled Bai Feifei aside and gave serious instructions.

"Feifei, look at Ranran's sallow face. He must have suffered a lot in these years. Please don't lose your temper."

Bai Feifei twitched the corner of her mouth and looked up at the roof.Destroy it!A world where Jiang Ran exists.

After dinner, Jiang Ran chatted with Qin Yun for a while.

Because his experiences on the Azure Star over the years were nothing worth talking about, he spent most of his time listening.

Qin Yun talked about her youth, her acquaintance with Bai Yuanshan, and interesting things about Bai Feifei.

For Jiang Ran, who had experienced countless lives and deaths, many of the things she said were not worth mentioning, but he was willing to listen to them.

This is the scene that Master Xuanjian in the world of cultivation experienced when he dreamed back countless times at midnight.

Even Qin Yun herself didn't realize that many of the past events she mentioned had traces of Jiang Ran's mother, which also confirmed the deep friendship between the two.

"Ranran, you should go to bed first. It's already late. I'll wait for you, Uncle Bai." Qin Yun said with lingering interest, "It would be great if Feifei was as sensible as you."

Jiang Ran was disdainful, as Bai Feifei's character could not be compared with that of his Master Xuanjian.

He was completely unaware that in front of Qin Yun, he was more like an ordinary young man living on the Blue Star, rather than the decisive and ruthless Master Xuanjian.

Outside the window, the moon is covered in clouds.

Jiang Ran sat in the room with a complicated expression.

The Nine Tribulations Mysterious Technique started to operate naturally, digesting the large amount of food that had just been eaten, and then turned it into extremely fine energy.

The energy of the food supply was better than nothing to him.

(Is it the food cooked by Aunt Qin that tastes better, or is my heart more contented?)

The breath of Jiang gas was as calm as water, and the memories of 600 years flashed through my mind.

(Is the failure to transcend the tribulation really due to injuries and the influence of those virtual realm monks?)

He asked himself again in his mind, and his indifferent eyes finally showed some waves.

(If I try it again, can I really succeed in overcoming the tribulation?)

No one can answer this question that spans 600 years of time and space at this moment, but Jiang Ran may already have the answer.

From this meal, from the dead and decaying heart of Master Xuanjian.

According to rumors in the world of cultivation, all monks who have successfully overcome tribulations have one thing in common.

Either he has great righteousness in his heart and is willing to bring peace to all people in the world; or he has soaring demonic flames and slaughters hundreds of millions of living beings without any regrets;

Why is there no happiness anymore after becoming Master Xuanjian?Is it because old friends have passed away one after another, or is it because friends have betrayed them, or their school has been destroyed?

neither!

Jiang Ran finally realized that the reason why he failed to overcome the tribulation was not because of his injuries, nor had it anything to do with the influence of the virtual realm monks.

He is not a saint who brings peace to the people, nor is he a demon who slaughters cities and annihilates countries, nor is he capable of truly severing love and sex.

The saints and immortals are in all living beings, the demons and immortals are in one person, and the end of love and nature is in the way of heaven.

But Qin Yun is in the world of mortals.

Teachers, old friends, enemies, everything he clings to is in the world of mortals.

Jiang Ran smiled, like spring breeze turning into rain, thawing 600 years of frost.

Before that, his teasing smile at Bai Feifei was hidden with indifference, and his smile at Qin Yun was the only trace of sincerity left, but whether it was indifference or sincerity, it was accompanied by an alienation that he could not control. It was isolation. The dividing line between humans and "immortals".

But at this moment, Jiang Ran faced up to all the past and obsessions in his heart, and understood his own path.

The clouds dispersed outside the window and the moon began to bloom.

He had the aura of human beings again.