Upon entering Dingzhou, the black wood was still visible, suspended above the border.
Jiang Wen had once wondered what these things were, but now it seemed they were objects used by the Orthodox God Sect for preaching and suppressing evil. The Orthodox God Sect's methods were strange, and even he found them difficult to understand, only vaguely knowing that their methods were related to those evil gods and strange immortals.
Looking at those black wooden stakes, he pinched his fingers together. Instantly, one of the black wooden stakes shattered, turning into countless dust particles.
And the scarlet substance that followed behind the black wooden stake receded by half when the black wooden stake shattered.
Seeing this, Jiang Wen's heart stirred.
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After crushing a few more, he discovered that those scarlet things were shrinking back towards Cangzhou considerably.
Nodding thoughtfully, he understood something in his heart.
"Interesting."
"Could it be that these black wooden stakes are guiding objects? But if that's the case, the disasters in Ming and Cang provinces shouldn't be so severe. These wooden stakes are placed in plain sight for anyone to check, and it's impossible that no one from the immortal sects has investigated them. There must be some reason for this."
Jiang Wen naturally had doubts in his heart. After all, this kind of disaster was widespread enough that the immortal sects would not ignore it for the sake of humanity. And the placement of these countless black wooden stakes on the border of Dingzhou, if they were really just simple array formations, they would have been destroyed long ago, rather than being left unattended like this.
Sure enough, just as he pondered for a moment, those black wooden stakes that had been crushed gradually healed again. Blood-colored light sprinkled down from the huge tree of light, gathering the black powder. In just a moment, the shattered black wooden stakes reassembled.
"Haha, so that's how it is." Jiang Wen chuckled, finally understanding why these black wooden stakes were left unattended.
As long as that huge tree of light was still there, these things would be infinitely existent.
After experimenting, Jiang Wen stopped dwelling on these matters. He flew along the border of Dingzhou, and after only twenty or thirty miles, he found a place.
"Zi Yun." Seeing Zi Yun again, Jiang Wen also seemed very happy. After all, after experiencing so many things, seeing an old friend again always felt like leaving home when one was young. He happily called out, and Zi Yun responded to him coldly.
"How is Gongli now?" Jiang Wen asked impatiently.
"She is fine," Zi Yun said blandly. "It's just that her cultivation has been completely lost, and she may have to start over."
"It doesn't matter, as long as she's okay." Jiang Wen didn't care, after all, whether or not Yan Gongli could resume cultivation wasn't a big deal for him. As long as she was safe and sound, it didn't matter if she couldn't cultivate from now on.
He now had many elixirs and miraculous medicines, enough to help Yan Gongli extend her life and let her enjoy the joys of the world.
Zi Yun nodded upon hearing this. She then looked at Jiang Wen's side and was stunned when she saw Zi Le, who was already like a young girl.
Seeing this, Jiang Wen brought Zi Le in front of him.
"She is now called Zi Le and is no longer your incarnation. If you are willing, you can also call her daughter."
"โฆ" Zi Yun stared at Zi Le for a long time, and finally sighed. "Forget it, it can be considered her blessing."
She didn't expect Zi Le's strength to improve to this extent, even surpassing her in many ways.
She had also borrowed Zi Le's body in the past, and originally thought it was just a tender locust tree that hadn't yet branched out, but unexpectedly, it had now become a demon king-like existence.
Perhaps because the two were originally from the same root, Zi Le felt joy when she saw Zi Yun.
She sweetly called out "Mother" to Zi Yun, and then Zi Yun took her hand.
"Let me see," Zi Yun said to Zi Le.
"Y-yes, I'll listen to Motherโฆ" Zi Le replied somewhat timidly.
Seeing this, Jiang Wen didn't say much. After chatting with Zi Yun for a while, he entered the residence.
He saw Yan Gongli lying on the bed, and her expression was much better than before.
Seeing Jiang Wen come in, a smile appeared on her face.
"Grand Master has finally returned. I wonder what you experienced this time?" Yan Gongli teased.
"I naturally experienced many things." Jiang Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly upon hearing this. Recalling his various experiences during this period, even he was surprised.
"If you can, why not tell me about them?" Yan Gongli's complexion was excellent. Seeing a trace of melancholy on Jiang Wen's face, she naturally understood that he had experienced many things. There must have been some stories of joys and sorrows among them.
"If you want to listen, I'll tell you. But has your body gotten any better?" Jiang Wen said with a smile.
"It's about seventy or eighty percent better," Yan Gongli nodded and told Jiang Wen about her situation these days.
Since getting sick, she had been lying in bed all the time. If it hadn't been for Zi Yun taking care of her, perhaps these days would have been the most difficult days for Yan Gongli.
"I've thought a lot these days and have come to understand the wooden stakes on the border of Dingzhou. Those things are definitely not benevolent and must be related to the God Worshiping Society and the Orthodox God Sect. The reason why I was tricked was because my body is still a mortal body," Yan Gongli sighed.
"Let's talk about you. A few days ago, Zi Yun said that you had disappeared, and she was very worried for many days. I said that you would definitely be fine, after all, whose life in this world could be harder than yours?"
"Don't talk nonsense, where is my life hard?"
Jiang Wen smiled unhappily and naturally sat down next to Yan Gongli.
As the two chatted, Jiang Wen told her about his experiences during this period.
Hearing about Pure Yang Zhenren and the Sumeru World, things that were familiar to her, Yan Gongli was lost in thought for a long time. It wasn't until Jiang Wen mentioned the 'Sole Sovereign Art' that Yan Gongli was surprised.
"You also know the 'Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Sole Sovereign Art'?"
"Naturally," Jiang Wen smiled. Xiu Qi had discussed the 'Sole Sovereign Art' with him in the past, so he knew more about it than the cultivation method that Yan Gongli practiced.
After all, Xiu Qi wanted to devour the disciples of the sect to replenish his foundation, so he naturally wouldn't pass down the complete 'Sole Sovereign Art'.
"You've had quite a few adventures, while I'm sitting here like a idle person," Yan Gongli said with a smile.
"You just need to rest and recuperate. I can help you with other things."
Just as Jiang Wen finished speaking, Zi Yun appeared in front of the two with Zi Le.
