"Purple energy coming from the east?"
Nangong He's eyes were filled with surprise. "This is a good omen. Quickly, everyone, seize this opportunity to cultivate properly."
Purple energy was the most sacred and powerful force in heaven and earth.
Ordinary people could experience enlightenment and rebirth just by bathing in purple energy.
If cultivators could seize the opportunity, they would surely gain immense fortune.
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On the eve of sunset.
Chen Nan landed his special model aircraft above Qinglong Mountain.
Jiang Jiancheng had already prepared a coffin made of nanmu wood.
Seeing Chen Nan holding a peerlessly beautiful woman, his heart was heavy.
He had a premonition that this woman was very important to Chen Nan.
"Mr. Chen, please accept my condolences!"
Chen Nan gently placed Nangong Wan's body into the coffin, then picked up a shovel and pickaxe and began to dig.
The deceased could not be buried in a Yin-Yang Feng Shui array, as this would prevent them from transcending the three realms and reincarnating.
This was Chen Nan's intention as well.
Eighteen years was too long.
He couldn't wait that long.
Therefore.
He intended to go to Kunlun Mountain to find the legendary warm jade and summon Nangong Wan's soul back.
This was why he would temporarily bury Nangong Wan here.
After all, once she reincarnated, even if he found the legendary warm jade, it would be difficult to recall her soul!
Two hours later.
A tombstone appeared in the wilderness, inscribed: Here lies my beloved wife, Nangong Wan, in eternal slumber.
Signed: Husband, Chen Nan.
November 6th, 2022, by the lunar calendar!
"Wan'er, rest well here for now. I will come back to see you once I find the warm jade!"
He murmured softly, then turned and left.
Returning to Jizhou.
He immediately went to the Jian family and found Old Master Jian.
The Jian family was involved in the jade business. In his younger days, Old Master Jian had traveled extensively and had even been to Kunlun Mountain.
Therefore, Chen Nan sought clues about the warm jade from him.
Old Master Jian listened intently and said seriously, "Chen Nan, the warm jade is merely a legend, existing only in ancient myths. Even though I've been to Kunlun Mountain and know many jade miners, I've never heard them speak of the warm jade!"
Chen Nan was not discouraged. "Then I will personally make a trip to Kunlun!"
Jian Ning looked anxious. "It's very dangerous there. Why do you have to go? Why are you looking for something that doesn't exist?"
Chen Nan replied, "Because it can save a life!"
"I..." Jian Ning was speechless.
She could feel that Chen Nan's personality had changed greatly since his return. He exuded an aura of depression and grief.
"If you wish to go, I can give you a contact," Old Master Jian said. "I know a jade miner whose family has been mining jade for generations. He owes me a favor because I saved his life previously."
"However, I don't know if he will have any clues about the warm jade."
Chen Nan said solemnly, "Whether there are clues or not, I must try."
Old Master Jian fetched paper and pen, wrote down an address and a name, and handed them to Chen Nan.
"Wait for me to come back!"
Chen Nan ruffled Jian Ning's face, then left the Banshan Villa area.
He called Xie Churan and He Shanshan, then boarded a plane and arrived in Qinghai around ten in the morning the next day.
This was a high-altitude area with a cold climate.
The entrance to Kunlun Mountain was located in the southwest of Qinghai, between Xinjiang and Tibet.
The Kunlun Mountains, also known as Kunlun Xu, the First Divine Mountain of China, the Mountain of Ten Thousand Ancestors, Kunlun Qiu, or Jade Mountain.
It was a major mountain range in Central Asia and the main backbone of the mountain systems in western China.
The mountain range began in the east of the Pamir Plateau in the west, traversed Xinjiang and Tibet, and extended into Qinghai.
It was approximately 2,500 kilometers long, with an average elevation of 5,500-6,000 meters, and a width of 130-200 kilometers. It was narrower in the west and wider in the east, covering a total area of over 500,000 square kilometers.
It held a prominent position as the "Ancestor of Ten Thousand Mountains" in the cultural history of the Yanhuang descendants.
The ancients called Kunlun Mountain the "Ancestor of China's Dragon Veins."
After disembarking, Chen Nan found a car rental shop and rented a Toyota Land Cruiser. He then followed the address given by Old Master Jian and continued westward.
After all, Zab Yongcuo's residence was very remote, located at the junction of Qinghai, Xinjiang, and Tibet. Even by car, it would take more than eight hours.
The sky here was a clear azure, with not a cloud in sight.
Occasionally, a wisp of cloud would drift by, giving the impression that it was within reach.
It seemed to possess a magical power that could cleanse the soul!
Even Chen Nan's heart felt much calmer.
Many people yearned for this land, believing it to be the closest place to heaven.
They believed it could purify the soul!
Chen Nan had also heard of this sentiment before and had always thought it was an exaggeration by some artistic youths, who imposed this halo on the land.
After all, every year, there were too many people who drove, cycled, and hiked here.
This led many to believe that life was incomplete without visiting this land.
Until now.
Chen Nan finally understood.
This place could indeed wash the soul and purify the mind.
Ultimately, it was this majestic divine mountain that radiated mystery.
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The weather here changed rapidly.
One moment, it was clear and sunny.
The next, lightning and thunder.
This extreme weather forced Chen Nan to slow down. Even with the excellent off-road capabilities of his Land Cruiser, it was difficult to withstand nature's extremes.
He drove intermittently.
Midway through his journey, he encountered thick snow on the road ahead.
He saw vehicles that had been scratched or involved in accidents almost every section of the road.
Whenever he encountered one, he would stop and help them pull their vehicles if he could.
Life on the road was not easy; helping where one could was important.
At two in the afternoon.
Chen Nan parked his car at a gas station in a small town.
Here, one could not only refuel but also eat and stay.
Although his car still had plenty of fuel,
And he wasn't hungry,
The extreme weather ahead had caused the road to be closed.
He had no choice but to stop.
"What would you like to eat, sir?" Chen Nan asked as he entered the restaurant, and a local resident approached him, speaking broken Chinese.
"I'll have the yak hot pot!"
After the arduous journey and cleansing, Chen Nan's heart had calmed down.
Although finding the warm jade was very important,
Nothing could be rushed!
"Certainly. Please find a seat first." The staff member said politely. After Chen Nan sat down, they brought him a pot of milk tea.
Chen Nan took out his phone and sent messages to Jian Ning, Xie Churan, and He Shanshan to let them know he was safe.
After reporting his safety, the staff also brought the local specialty, yak hot pot.
"Thank you!"
Chen Nan picked up his chopsticks and placed the yak meat into the pot.
Just as he was about to start eating, a beautiful Western-looking woman in her early twenties appeared at the door. Her gaze swept across the restaurant and finally locked onto Chen Nan.
A brilliant smile spread across her seductive face. "Husband, I've finally found you!"
???
Chen Nan was utterly bewildered.
She called him husband?