After New Year's Day passed, the Lunar New Year arrived quickly. ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
The lanterns hung up before hadn't been taken down yet, and new lanterns were already being put up.
Jiang Wen bought several sets of clothes for each of the little foxes, but since the little foxes still preferred ancient clothing, he bought various styles of ancient clothes in bulk.
This large order of thousands of sets made the shop treat him even more warmly than their own parents. Not only did they offer various discounts, but they also used all sorts of good materials according to Jiang Wen's preferences.
With the little foxes' new clothes settled, naturally the others couldn't be left out. He sent the e-reader that Shuxiang liked the most and gave a flying sword to Moxiang.
"There's nothing I want," Ziyun replied.
"Oh? Isn't there anything you need? Like spiritual treasures, spiritual spring water, True Dragon blood, or something like that. Aren't you tempted at all?" Jiang Wen was a little puzzled, after all, he had a lot of natural treasures in his hands. The Dragon blood alone was not a small amount, not to mention that when he killed Chi Yao, he also scavenged a lot of good things from the underground temple, all of which were beneficial to demons.
"No," Ziyun said calmly.
"Alright, that's just your personality. If there's anything you want, remember to tell me. You've helped me a lot, and it's time for me to repay you in some way," Jiang Wen shook his head helplessly.
"Mm," Ziyun responded softly.
Jiang Wen looked at the wooden ring and noticed that branches and leaves were gradually extending from it. Under his gaze, the branches and leaves slowly grew taller, then sprouted, grew leaves, and finally slowly blossomed and bore fruit.
Looking at the dark blue fruit right in front of him, Jiang Wen was very puzzled and asked Ziyun, "What is this?"
"Yin Supreme Fruit."
"Yin Supreme Fruit? Could it be the fruit on the Soul Tree?" Jiang Wen was a little surprised. He still remembered that the monk entered the underworld to get a section of the Soul Tree.
"No, this is my fruit," Ziyun said.
"Then what is this..."
"A gift for you," Ziyun's voice was a little gentle, the Yin Supreme Fruit hung on a small branch, swaying with the wind entering the hall.
Jiang Wen stared at the Yin Supreme Fruit for a long time, closed his eyes, and showed a smile. He reached out and picked the fruit, carefully feeling it in his palm: "Thank you, Ziyun."
"Mm, eat."
Taking a bite of the Yin Supreme Fruit, he only felt sweetness and coolness. A clear, cold chill flowed through his meridians, making Jiang Wen feel a burst of comfort. He found that his body had a sense of harmony, and the original flaws were completely perfected at this moment.
Only at this moment did he become a perfect and flawless True Human body.
"This fruit is truly wonderful," Jiang Wen was very surprised. With his current realm, few spiritual objects could replenish him.
The True Human body was inherently a perfect fusion of Yin and Yang, and he cultivated the Golden Core Dao, and his body was also Yang, so Yin and Yang were difficult to harmonize.
The True Human body, which originally required thousands of years to slowly refine, was unexpectedly solved by Ziyun's fruit. This was truly beyond Jiang Wen's expectations.
One could imagine how mysterious this Yin Supreme Fruit was, probably no less valuable than True Dragon blood.
"Is this fruit very precious to you?" Jiang Wen frowned and asked. To be able to give birth to such a spiritual fruit, it must have extremely harsh conditions. If it caused great damage to Ziyun, he would feel guilty.
"Not precious," Ziyun denied.
"I can't take your things for nothing. If you have any requests, I will go to heaven and earth to get them for you," Jiang Wen said seriously.
"..." As if sensing Jiang Wen's determination, Ziyun spoke after a long silence. "Then, always keep me with you."
"...What kind of request is that," Jiang Wen was a little dumbfounded when he heard Ziyun's request. He would do this even if she didn't say it. After all, Ziyun's supernatural powers were too useful, and it was very convenient to do anything.
"That's all," Ziyun said and then fell silent.
Jiang Wen sat in the house watching the snow, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Thank you, Ziyun, this is the first time I have received a gift from someone."
"Mm."
The sound of laughter came from outside, and Jiang Wen sipped tea with scattered thoughts.
It had been a long time since he had properly celebrated the New Year.
Those New Year's flavors in his memories were all enhanced by the filter of childhood. He still remembered the high stage for opera performances, the continuous sound of firecrackers outside the house at night, the steaming water vapor on the stove, and the fragrance filling the house.
He remembered that he was always greedy at that time, lying on the stove and staring straight at the marinated food in the pot. When the adults saw his greedy look, they would smile and tear off a leg of meat and hand it to him. And he would leave satisfied, wearing heavy clothes to play with the children in the village.
These memories became clearer and clearer after his cultivation level rose, just like a movie, he could watch it whenever he wanted. It's just that the more he savored some memories, the more bitter and sweet they became, like tea.
People are like this, they always recall the past. Jiang Wen didn't know if it was his illusion, but since his Outer Scene Scripture Middle Volume was complete, and his Qi Refining into Spirit was perfect, the number of times he recalled memories had also increased.
He felt that this might be related to the previous path of cultivation.
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Gongli asked, eating pastries and looking at him, with a puzzled look on her face. "You've been easily lost in thought lately."
"Just recalling some past events," Jiang Wen said with a smile. "Since finding my true self, I have been easily caught up in some memories."
"Is the situation serious?" Yan Gongli swallowed a piece of pastry in one bite, wiped her mouth, and stared at Jiang Wen with a serious expression. Her thin eyebrows were furrowed together, and a look of contemplation appeared on her small face.
"I remember Master said that he would also have some strange symptoms when he ascended to the Immortal Platform. But he wasn't as easily lost in memories as you are, he was just more crazy."
Yan Gongli seemed to recall something bad, and a look of disgust flashed across her face. Then she calmed down and looked at Jiang Wen, saying: "It is said that everyone will have different tribulations when they ascend to the Immortal Platform, and those who overcome the tribulations can become saints. If you can't overcome it, you will be destroyed and never recover. Perhaps your situation is also a tribulation to step into the Immortal Platform, you must not take it lightly."
"I know," Jiang Wen nodded in agreement.
"I haven't stepped into the Immortal Platform, so I can't help you. But as you said, the path of cultivation is just to find the true self," Yan Gongli said, and as if thinking of something, she took out something from her pocket and threw it to Jiang Wen. "This is a return gift for you."
Jiang Wen accepted Yan Gongli's gift, which was a very beautiful wood carving.
"This is a Substitute Statue, which I refined using the secret method of Wuliang Pavilion. As long as you drip your blood on it, it can replace you to die once. Each Wuliang Pavilion disciple can only make one in their lifetime, so you must save it," Jiang Wen heard Yan Gongli's words, and he knew that this thing was very precious.
Each Wuliang Pavilion disciple can only make one in their lifetime, and he took Yan Gongli's Substitute Statue, then she wouldn't have this thing.
"Aren't you keeping it for yourself?" Jiang Wen asked.
"What am I going to do with this? Anyway, if you're gone, how can I run away?" Yan Gongli said with a nonchalant expression. "I'm just a mortal now."
"That's true," Jiang Wen laughed, he carefully put away the Substitute Statue and thoughtfully hung it on his chest.
