Since she had decided to accept Jiang Wang's help, Ye Qingyu didn't hesitate. "Later, I'll summarize Chi Yunshan's situation, the fighting methods of the other families, and their strengths and weaknesses. I'll write a book for you."
Jiang Wang nodded and asked, "When are we leaving for Chi Yunshan?"
"I've already been there once and completed the pre-ceremony to enter the mountain. I also met with the other families, but I didn't see Elder Yunyou," Ye Qingyu said. "The next time I go, it'll be when Chi Yunshan officially opens. There are still ten days left."
"Brother," Jiang Anan, who had been listening for a while, said, "How many more days can we play?"
"We can't play anymore." Jiang Wang smiled and turned her around. "Now go back and do your evening classes! You're already a transcendent cultivator, Jiang Anan! "
After sending the reluctant Jiang Anan back to her room, Jiang Wang went to find Xiang Qian.
There were still ten days left before Chi Yunshan's appointment. He could use this time to complete the things he had planned.
For example … take Xiang Qian to a place.
When he saw Xiang Qian, he, who had always been depressed, was grinning foolishly.
"What good thing happened?" Jiang Wang was curious.
"You won't believe me." Xiang Qian said cheerfully, "I was just taking a walk outside. As I was walking, a magic tool fell from the sky. Tell me about this luck!"
He waved the snow-white hairpin in his hand at Jiang Wang. "It can condense a cloud carriage. It's very impressive! It's also very fast! "
Jiang Wang could only express his envy. After all, he didn't know much about Lingxiao Secret Land and didn't know if there was a "tradition" of dropping treasures in this place.
"Where did you take a walk? I'll try it when I have time. "
"Things like fate can't be forced." Xiang Qian tried his best to show off and sighed pretentiously. "I've done so much dirty work with some lords, but I didn't get many Dao Origin Stones. I've only been in Lingxiao Pavilion for a few days, but I picked up a magic tool while taking a walk. Is this what a rich family is like? Could it be that the gap between people is really that big? "
Jiang Wang turned a deaf ear and said directly, "Anyway, you don't need to pack. Let's go."
"What do you mean I don't need to clean up?!" Qian Jin subconsciously retorted, but after thinking about it, he was indeed too lazy to pack, so he asked, "Where are we going?"
"Let's go to the place I told you about."
"Hey, why didn't you bring little An 'an with you?" After leaving the secret place of Ling Xiao, Fang Qiang asked.
"Oh, her." Jiang Wang flew in the air, his robe fluttering. "She's tired and resting."
The road from the Yun Nation to the Zhuang Nation was not unfamiliar.
That was because the white-haired youth had once carried his sister and walked step by step, using his legs to measure all the bumps in the distance.
Even though he was flying in the sky and overlooking the mountains and rivers, everything was still vivid in his eyes.
In that cave, he and An 'an had once snuggled up to the fire. At that mountaintop, he set off fireworks for An 'an in the middle of the night.
After leaving the Zhuang Country, he didn't mention anything about what had happened in the Zhuang Country, but he definitely didn't forget it. That just showed that he couldn't forget.
I will always remember, forever engraved in my heart.
Therefore, it was impossible to mention it.
Xiang Qian didn't care about anything. In fact, he didn't care where Jiang Wang was taking him. He followed him to the Yun Nation because he didn't want to disappoint his friend.
After playing with the hairpin magic weapon that he had accidentally picked up and showing it off in front of Jiang Wang, he quickly lost interest.
Along the way, he saw mountains and rivers, but his gaze only swept past them casually.
The Qichang Mountain Range was not worth mentioning among the mountains he had seen, so he didn't look at it too much.
Even when he crossed the mountain range and saw the gloomy and gloomy place that looked like a ghost town, he had no interest in it and was too lazy to pay attention to it.
At most, he felt that such a place was really a bit ugly embedded in the lush green mountains.
But he saw Jiang Wang stop here and land.
They landed outside the "ghost town", and there was indeed no one in sight.
Almost a year had passed, and the people in the nearby cities had already accepted the current situation here. They knew that this was a forbidden area, a place where the Evil God of the Netherworld had wreaked havoc. There was no need to station troops in the manor anymore because no one dared to come here.
"Is this the place you want to take me to?"
Fang Qian looked around and said to himself, "No one will come to this place for a long time, right?"
Jiang Wang ignored him and just looked at the "ghost town" silently. He said in his heart, "Long time no see."
Boss, Ru Cheng, Tang Dun, Senior Martial Brother Huang, Brother Wei, Brother Zhao, Mister Xiao … Long time no see.
"I've been to a ghost country in the human world, and that was Fengdu. My master took me there." Fang Qian felt a kind of oppression for no reason and almost subconsciously found a topic to talk about.
Jiang Wang still didn't speak. After a long silence, he looked at the surrounding environment and walked to a stone tablet.
This tablet was built tall, solemn, and imposing.
He stopped in front of the tablet and looked at the inscription on it for a long time without speaking.
Fang Qian went closer to take a look and found that it was a life tablet erected to pay respects to the souls of the deceased.
The inscription on the tablet read —
"The Heavens and Earth obey orders, and I respectfully inform the Great Ancestor of the Imperial Heavens:
In the winter of the 14th year of Yongtai, the country lost its land, and I lost my people.
The heavens hate me, and the people's hearts ache for me.
This is Gao Xian's fault!
How can the heartache be any better!
It's like a thousand knives cutting my heart into pieces and frying oil.
This is a national enmity, a national hatred!
If I don't destroy the White Bone Path, I'm the ruler's father in vain!
In this life, I must destroy the White Bone Path of the Evil God in the Netherworld!
It's a pity that the dead are gone, and the living can't be chased.
I bear the weight of the country, and this body can't be easily left.
I hate that the two worlds are separated, and the heavens and men are separated forever.
I have a hatred of ten thousand generations, can it be washed away by the water of the Clear River?
I cry blood here, and I don't know what to say!
I only hope that the heavens will be kind and bless the people of Fenglin. In the next life, there will be stability and prosperity!
— Zhuang Gao Xian solemnly stands. "
When he saw the White Bone Path, Fang Qian guessed where this place was.
When Jiang Wang killed Pig Face and Dragon Face, he was there.
He knew clearly how much Jiang Wang hated the White Bone Path.
The words on the Life Spirit Tablet described what had happened here.
"This is my home." Jiang Wang looked at the ghost town without much expression on his face, "This place is forever trapped in the gap between the Netherworld and the human world. The people here will never be reincarnated. "
The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, "But Zhuang Gao Xian wishes them prosperity and stability in the next life."
Fang Qian was silent for a while, then asked, "Zhuang Gao Xian killed them?"
"I discovered the abnormality of the White Bone Path and secretly reported it to Zhuang Ting. But Zhuang Ting pretended not to know and allowed the White Bone Path demons to sacrifice the entire city. Because Zhuang Gao Xian wanted to use the White Bone True Pellet that sacrificed the entire city to become a present age Enlightened Master! "
"In the entire area of Fenglin City, there were hundreds of thousands of people, but none of them survived. The only thing that can prove their existence is this life tablet. "
Jiang Wang touched the inscriptions on the life tablet, "And on this tablet, it records Zhuang Gao Xian's love for the people as his children, his greatness, and his responsibility."
Fang Qian was silent.
And Jiang Wang looked at the place that had already become a ghost town in the human world, "My home is here. My brothers, friends, schoolmates, teachers, neighbors, fellow villagers … they are all here. "
"That year, I was seventeen years old, in the Meridian Wandering Realm, and my hair turned white overnight."
He asked, "Can I understand the word 'despair' you said?"
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