Qingyang Sect is located at the junction of Henan and Xuzhou, while Kunlun is located at the junction of Henan, Qing, Yan, and Hebei. The two sects are not far apart, but Kunlun has a transcendent status and the Kunlun Mountains directly penetrate it. Xiaohan is surrounded by mist and mist, making it difficult for mortals to approach, and it never pays attention to matters in the human world or the world of immortality. Therefore, even if the two sects are close to each other, there is still little contact.
As soon as Gu Chen left Qingyang Gate, he rushed towards Kunlun without stopping. With his cultivation at the peak of the Lingyuan realm, coupled with his long inner breath and deep Yuanli, he didn't need to rest all the way. It only took him a day to get to Kunlun. When we arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, the sun had already set.
Kunlun Mountain reaches straight into the sky. You can't see the top when you look up. It's obscured by clouds and mist. But at the foot of the mountain, there are green mountains and green waters. A few villages light up their lights. Just standing here makes people feel like a paradise. And that feeling is deeply felt by Gu Chen. The scene of Kunlun Mountain surrounded by clouds in my mind is the so-called fairyland on earth.
Standing here gave him an unreal feeling. The environment was quiet, surrounded by green trees. There were ripples in the river from time to time. Sometimes fish jumped out of the water, bringing up the water droplets and then falling back down. Everything seemed calm and peaceful, just like in the past. Generally speaking, the Kunlun Sect on Kunlun Mountain is just gone.
If Qingyangzi hadn't said it, Gu Chen would have thought it was a prank, but even if it was Qingyangzi, it was still hard for him to completely believe it at this time, and he would still have to go up and see what happened.
The mountain road was difficult and difficult to navigate, winding straight up, making it difficult for ordinary people to climb, but this could not stop Gu Chen. He took a breath and raised his strength, like an eagle spreading its wings, overcoming all kinds of dangers and climbing up the mountain.
His speed was very fast, and in a short time, in his eyes, the village was as big as a copper plate, and the big river was as big as a ribbon. But as his position went higher, the scenery below the mountain became smaller and smaller.
I don't know how long time passed. As the clouds and mist surrounded him, Gu Chen looked down the mountain and could no longer see clearly. Now he had reached a very high place, but in such a way, there was still a long way to go from the top of the mountain. The distance was slowly shortening, and Gu Chen became more and more anxious. He was impatient and wanted to cross this distance all at once, but he was afraid of seeing a bad situation and hesitated whether he should stop.
Gradually, Gu Chen's speed slowed down until he stopped. His steps suddenly became heavy. Less than three feet above his head was the top of the mountain. He was back.
He grew up here and practiced here. Over the past twelve years, the memories have flooded into his heart. There are not many wonderful and special things in the memories. They are all ordinary and the practice is boring and tasteless. However, he has always enjoyed it and feels that life and cultivation are both important. It should be like this, but compared with what I experienced in just one year down the mountain, I just realized that the memories left to me in this place are really too few.
Gu Chen walked up slowly, step by step, until the scene on the top of the mountain came into view, and he almost forgot to breathe.
What is different from the splendid palaces in Qingyang Gate is that there are no such buildings on Kunlun Mountain. The rocks, vegetation and trees here have maintained their original appearance from the beginning. During the practice of Kunlun disciples, they have not changed, only the peaks and peaks have remained unchanged. The cave he carved out of the stone is where he practices hard day and night. Everything in front of him is still the familiar environment, but...
Trees were cut off, flattened, or pushed down...
The cave is in ruins, with messy sword marks and holes formed by huge impacts...
The ground is full of pits, large and small pits, and broken rocks, which are really unsightly.
The situation in front of me, this embarrassing scene, is actually Kunlun...
The number one immortal sect in the world of immortality is in such a dilapidated state.
Full of emotions weighing on his heart, Gu Chen opened his mouth and then covered it, but finally couldn't suppress it. He ran a few steps quickly and looked around in the messy and ruined room, hoping to see familiar figures, but there was no one there. .
He hurried to the dilapidated cave and looked around. It was even more scattered inside, but there was no one, living or dead, but the absence made him more panicked. He ran to the open space and shouted: "Master ——”
The voice spread far away, but no one responded. He used his Yuan Power and shouted a few more times, forming echoes that circulated among the mountain peaks, but there was still no movement. On Kunlun Mountain, among the continuous mountains, there was really no one. No.
"It won't be like this..."
Gu Chen crossed the peak, followed a road down, and then ran towards another connected mountain peak. When he reached the top of the mountain, he saw an abyss below the peak, which was bottomless.
The place where he is is Qiulong Peak, and this abyss is Qiulong Stream—the Qiulong Stream where the Chunjun Immortal Sword is located.
As a sword guard, he felt the Pure Jun Immortal Sword from close range at the bottom of the gorge, and Master Dongyang was guarding him on Qilong Peak. However, he lost consciousness in a daze, and when he woke up Shi Chunjun's immortal sword has disappeared, and his master, Master Dongyang, has to bear the responsibility. However, he impulsively used the sword to destroy his cultivation...
Everything seems to have turned around since then, as if all changes started with the loss of Chunjun Fairy Sword.
Gu Chen carefully climbed the rock wall and slid down towards Qiulong Stream.
The stars and the moon were shining brightly, but the glow was too small and too little. Before it reached the bottom of Prisoner Dragon Stream, it was almost invisible. Fortunately, Gu Chen had some cultivation, so this darkness was nothing to him. He could still Seeing things clearly, and condensing sword sense in advance, one can feel the surrounding environment more clearly and profoundly.
When we landed at the bottom of the stream, it was empty and there was nothing there. However, there was a huge pit here, wide on the outside and narrow on the inside. It was so deep that it was impossible to see the bottom with Gu Chen's eyesight. Judging from that position, it should be This is where the tip of the sword was inserted when the Pure Jun Immortal Sword was still there.
But what made Gu Chen a little strange was that when he woke up and found that Chunjun Fairy Sword was missing, he didn't seem to see such a deep pit.
Did you remember it wrong? Still not paying attention?
Gu Chen was confused.
But now was not the time to dwell on this. He looked around and saw a huge copper-iron object in the corner. He walked over and picked it up. He used his Yuan Power to examine it carefully, but he couldn't tell what material it was made of. The composition is just that this piece of copper and iron is curved like a sphere, and it is very hard. Even if Gu Chen tried his best, he could not break it at all.
I don’t know how such a hard thing was destroyed into this state, with only such a scattered piece left.
Gu Chen looked around, feeling that there should be something like this around here. Sure enough, he found another piece in another place, but the two pieces were irregular in shape and did not match up at all.
"There should be more."
But no matter how Gu Chen looked for it, he couldn't find it anymore.
He was slightly startled and thought: "Someone must have come to collect it, and only these two pieces were left unattended."
He looked at the two pieces carefully. There seemed to be some patterns on them and they were not smooth to the touch, but they were not clear here. Gu Chen climbed up the peak with these two pieces.
After returning to Qilong Peak after a long time, Gu Chen carefully observed the two pieces. They looked like copper but not copper, and looked like iron but not iron. There were many strange patterns on them, and they were actually many strange people and beasts.
There are aliens with the body of a bird and two wings, there are also monsters with two wings of a tiger and a snake as its tail, there are also three-eyed monsters, and many deformed aliens...
Because the thing was incomplete, there were not many patterns on it, but they were all strange and weird. There were also a few strange words. Gu Chen looked at them again and again, but he didn't recognize them.
But the only thing that is certain is that this thing is not from Kunlun.
The many patterns and scenes on it somehow reminded Gu Chen of the Infant Conferment Altar he saw in the boundless woods south of Qingmu Town in Liangzhou.
The Infant Seal Altar has been sealed by the combined efforts of Qingyangzi and Yun Zhi, but the weirdness and evil of the Infant Seal Altar, and the many strange patterns on it, seem to be the same as the patterns on these two copper and iron objects.
"Witch..." Gu Chen's body trembled slightly, and a terrible guess emerged in his mind that made him unable to restrain himself. He associated these two objects with the Infant Sealing Altar, and also related the destruction of Kunlun. The misfortune was connected with the legendary extinct clan, "Is it the witch clan!?"
