Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked in the direction Chen Tian pointed.

But after only one glance, the middle-aged man suddenly burst out laughing and said to Chen Tian, "Are you kidding me, young man?"

"Huh? What do you mean? Why do you say I'm joking with you?"

Chen Tian was a little confused. He was just asking about the owner of a house, so how did it become a joke?

Although Chen Tian was puzzled, the middle-aged man was even more puzzled at this moment. He kept looking Chen Tian up and down, as if trying to see through him inside and out.

Chen Tian was a little embarrassed by his gaze, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

But fortunately, the middle-aged man quickly withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice, "Judging from your attire, young man, you shouldn't be from our Vegetable Basket Village, right?"

"Oh, a distant relative of mine lives here. I'm here to find him this time." Chen Tian knew that the middle-aged man was suspicious of him, so he immediately made up a reason to perfunctorily get through it.

Hearing Chen Tian's excuse, the middle-aged man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his expression immediately relaxed.

However, at this moment, he suddenly thought of something and said in surprise, "Oh, could it be that your relative lives in that house? If that's the case, I advise you not to wait."

Chen Tian was confused by his words and asked in confusion, "What's going on? Can you tell me in detail?"

Seeing Chen Tian's relentless pursuit, as if he was determined to get to the bottom of it, the middle-aged man sighed and then put the Erwa he was carrying on his shoulder down.

But who would have thought that as soon as Erwa's feet touched the ground, he ran away in a puff of smoke.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man shouted from behind, "You little brat, I'll teach you a lesson slowly when we get back. Also, don't run so fast, what if you fall?"

However, Erwa ignored the middle-aged man's words and just kept running forward, and soon disappeared.

"This brat." The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, then turned his gaze back and said to Chen Tian with a slightly apologetic expression, "Children don't know any better, I apologize for making you laugh."

Chen Tian smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't take it to heart.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man showed a simple and honest smile, and then explained to Chen Tian, "To be honest, young man, an old man used to live in this house. He was always in good health, but he suddenly fell seriously ill in the spring of the year before last. He never recovered from then on, and after half a year of suffering, he finally passed away. So this house has been empty ever since, and no one has bothered with it for two years. If your relative is really that old man who lived here, then I'm afraid this is a wasted trip."

After saying that, the middle-aged man sighed, as if muttering to himself: "Actually, that old man was quite nice. When we were busy with farm work, he would help us take care of the children. I didn't expect him to leave like this."

"What, he's dead?"

"Mom... Mom, help! Dad is going to hit me..."

Erwa was frightened, screaming in terror as he ran away again.

Looking at the interesting scene of this father and son, Chen Tian didn't react at all. He was now in a state of deep shock.

The old man was clearly chatting and laughing with the people in the village just now, but in the blink of an eye, everyone seemed to have forgotten him, and no one remembered that such a person existed.

Chen Tian didn't go to ask a third person, because he believed that the final result should be the same. The people living in this village no longer had any impression of the old man in their memories.

If it were an ordinary person, then I'm afraid they would have been mentally confused by now, and would begin to doubt whether what they had just seen and heard was real.

However, Chen Tian was different. From beginning to end, he never doubted the authenticity of the old man's existence.

Chen Tian knew that he had indeed met a mysterious old man just now, but this old man, for some unknown purpose, had left Chen Tian alone in this desolate village.

"Become a mortal, comprehend the Heavenly Dao?"

Chen Tian silently recited the last words the old man had said, and his eyes began to flicker rapidly.

According to what the old man said, accumulating spiritual power alone cannot reach the Ninghai realm. You must comprehend the changes of the Heavenly Dao and understand the cycle of cause and effect in order to achieve enlightenment.

Being able to erase and modify everyone's memories in a short moment, this kind of strength is not something that ordinary cultivators can do. Therefore, Chen Tian firmly believed that the old man's cultivation might have really reached the Zhutian realm.

And in this case, then Chen Tian naturally wouldn't doubt the authenticity of these words.

'Become a mortal! Become a mortal! Become a mortal!'

Chen Tian kept chanting the last words the old man had left him, his eyes flickering rapidly, as if trying to understand the true meaning of them.

At this time, a gentle breeze blew over, passing over the rice fields, stirring up the wheat waves, and finally blowing in front of Chen Tian, spreading over his face.

And at that moment, Chen Tian's pupils suddenly dilated, and a look of clarity appeared in his eyes. He finally understood the inner meaning.

At this time, Chen Tian slowly turned around and walked towards the dilapidated house.

And with each step he took, the aura of a cultivator on Chen Tian's body would fade by one point. By the end, Chen Tian could no longer feel any trace of a cultivator's aura on his body.

At this moment, Chen Tian had completely become a mortal!

For the ancient and peaceful village of Vegetable Basket Village, everything that happened today was just a small episode.

No one remembers, and no one cares, and the wheels of history are still rolling forward.

From that day on, Vegetable Basket Village lost a mumbling old man, but gained a blacksmith from another village.

And the blacksmith shop he opened was chosen to be in the house where the old man used to live.