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The Kunlun School is located in Gonger Peak, the highest peak of the Kunlun Mountains. The overall architecture of the school is built according to the mountain. The architectural style is strange and magnificent. The two mountain gates facing each other are mysterious and deep under the embrace of perennial wind and snow. , as if towering into the clouds, very spectacular.

So far, there are few successful records of climbing Gonger Peak in human history, and the Kunlun School, which belongs to the "immortals", has never been discovered.

This is a very normal day for everyone in the Kunlun Sect. Because no new disciples have been accepted for many years, morning classes belonging to low-level disciples are not necessary. Everyone starts to be busy after daylight, except for daily practice. All life matters are no different from ordinary people.

Yan Jingchen also got up early and dealt with affairs in the study. Although the Kunlun faction seldom went out to the outside world, it was not completely closed. Many dealings had to wait for him as the leader to decide, especially after the appearance of Tong Wu and the Nanming Temple incident. For a while, the Kunlun School was pushed to the forefront again.

Rubbing between his brows, Yan Jingchen felt that the days had returned to the days when his master hadn't ascended to the ascension - as the master who was the head of the sect, he didn't care about things all the year round, and he, the eldest disciple, had been the head of the sect for an unknown number of years.

So whenever Master is mentioned, Yan Jingchen will always say: "In fact, when Master asked me to inherit the position of head, I resisted it, because I don't like to be the head, but you forced me to do it, and I refused. Others would say:' Yan Jingchen, you are pretending, in fact, you have coveted the throne for a long time.', so when the master was looking at the sky while passing on the order of the head, I could only sit obediently and listen to him chattering, lest others say that I Pretend to be struck by lightning. Oh, by the way, Master looks at the sky because he wants to see when the thunder will fall."

The Kunlun School has been established the longest in the cultivation world, and its origin is almost impossible to trace. However, with the development of the times, this school with thousands of years of inheritance culture does not seem so pedantic.

In the Kunlun School, many things are both old and new. At the same time, it is not blindly pursuing old methods and new things, but what is easy to use, no matter what is new or old.

For example, there is a computer and several letters on Yan Jingchen's desk at the moment.

The Kunlun Sect is large in scale and the affairs of the sect are complicated. Normally, Yan Jingchen cannot handle all the power alone. He entrusts different matters to his juniors, younger sisters, and other capable people in the sect. All matters that need to be finally decided by him will be handled by He will be notified by mail, and those letters that are too confidential will be delivered to his desk in a spell-encrypted way-compared with the simple computer encryption technology of mortals, spell encryption is obviously more advanced and safe. There is no shortage of talented people who are good at this.

As mentioned in the email about sect affairs, many second-rate sects and a few first-rate sects in the comprehension world have recently sent posts, either asking to visit the Kunlun sect, or wanting to invite the Kunlun sect to visit.

For these obviously flattering requests or invitations, Yan Jingchen always responded with two words: Get out!

Ignoring it means ignoring it. The head of the Kunlun faction has a lot of things to do every day, and the money they pass every day is calculated in megabytes. How can there be such a boring Western bliss time to socialize with those small characters!Now the Nanming Palace, the only one in the comprehension world that can rival the wealth of the Kunlun School, has fallen into ruins. Yan Jingchen, who has risen to a higher level in terms of wealth and wealth, disdains to associate with the poor.

Even if those small sects have some money, they are nothing but upstarts of small local rich men. How can they compare with the Kunlun sect who are born noble?

It's the confident and shiny Mary Jack Sue!

After browsing the e-mails of sect affairs, Yan Jingchen briefly instructed the company's affairs, because with Lan Yue around, he didn't have to worry too much.

After everything was done, Yan Jingchen picked up the envelope on the table.

The secret letters of the Kunlun School have their own unique encryption method, which cannot be deciphered by ordinary people, so they still rely on this ancient method to deliver important news, so that even if they are intercepted during delivery, they are not afraid of leaking sect secrets.

After opening the first letter, Yan Jingchen took out a piece of paper without writing.

He flattened the paper and easily unwrapped it with the corresponding spell. After reading the contents, he replied and encrypted the original letter, and then re-sealed the envelope and put it aside. A disciple on duty would come to pick it up later and send it to the The disciple who is in charge of sending and receiving information.

Yan Jingchen deciphered and processed several letters in a row, but when he picked up the last envelope, he found that things were not easy.

Each encrypted talisman has its unique operator's technique, which cannot be imitated by others, but now the encrypted talisman in Yan Jingchen's hand has reached an extremely high level of encryption, so that the secret letter can be held in hand On the contrary, even the head of the team could not judge the decryption method in one second!

This……

Yan Jingchen squinted his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness exploded in an instant. After confirming that there were no idlers around the study, he began to decrypt.

This letter was encrypted layer by layer with various complex spells, and Yan Jingchen really took some time to deal with it. When it was finally unlocked, there was only a fresh green leaf in the envelope.

This green leaf made the corners of Yan Jingchen's eyes twitch, and his expression was extremely solemn.

A few simple words were engraved with a spell on the green leaf: I have news, come quickly.

And this green leaf clearly expresses the place where the operator wants Yan Jingchen to go - a small town in the Central Plains.

Remembering that the last time he received this kind of encrypted letter was nearly 200 years ago, Yan Jingchen had to deal with it seriously.

He did not reply to this highly encrypted letter, but destroyed it on the spot. The powdered green leaves were blown by the howling cold wind of Kunlun Mountain, and disappeared without a trace.

Then Yan Jingchen found a disciple who often manages the daily chores of the sect for him, and explained a few words.

In the evening, the disciples, who were about to stop after a busy day, raised their heads as if they had a premonition, and watched as their master flew towards the higher place of Gonger Peak with the weak water sword, until his figure disappeared In sight, they put down what they were doing one after another, and went to the main hall from all directions at the same time.

There was no language or discussion, but the Kunlun sect had a large number of people but was orderly, and soon all the disciples of the sect gathered in the square outside the main hall.

Ziqing and other high-ranking disciples of the sect stood on the steps of the main hall. Later, Hong Sui and Lan Yue arrived one after another. Yan Jingchen's younger brothers and sisters exchanged a few words with other high-ranking disciples. People from the Kunlun sect waved their plain hands, and all the disciples of the sect sat on the ground. They didn't feel the cold of Kunlun Mountain, and they all concentrated on meditating, even Lan Yue and Ziqing were no exception.

Hong Sui finally sat on the floor, in front of everyone on the steps.

The entire Kunlun Square was instantly enveloped in a solemn atmosphere. Thousands of disciples meditated at the same time, and its scale may have broken the Guinness Book of Records.

The thoughts of the disciples seem to be able to drive the wind, and the cold wind on Gonger Peak is even more bitter.

This is a ritual that the disciples will perform every time the headmaster goes to that place, and it is probably also a kind of prayer.

Yan Jingchen rode the wind with the weak water sword, flying higher and higher until he was submerged in the clouds and mist.

This is the place where only successive heads of the Kunlun School can come, and the real peak of Gonger Peak.

After Gongger Peak was inspected by mortals for the first time, the head of the temple at that time had the foresight to seal this place with an enchantment to prevent mortals from entering by mistake.

So how high Gongger Peak is is still unknown.

Passing through the thick clouds and mists, the eyes suddenly opened up. With Yan Jingchen's eyesight, he quickly saw his destination clearly. It was still the same as 200 years ago, without the slightest change, and time stood still here.

Yan Jingchen flew closer and closer, and the entire peak was surrounded by a strong aura, which was woven together by the power of the Kunlun Mirror and the spiritual consciousness left by the masters of the past generations.

After flying to the place where the aura is the thickest, Ruo Shuijian walked through the thick aura that could almost obscure human eyes, came to a protruding platform, and put Yan Jingchen down.

Putting away the Weak Water Sword, Yan Jingchen came to a flat mountain wall, embedded the master's token into an inconspicuous hole on the side of the mountain wall, and the mountain wall gradually disappeared, revealing a path.

It turns out that this mountain wall is also an enchantment, but it's just disguised as a stone wall.

Putting away the master order, Yan Jingchen strode into the cave with the weak water sword in his backhand.

It is said to be a cave, but it is actually a clean and tidy passage, and the excavation is high and wide, allowing the tall Yan Jingchen to walk upright.

Although the cave has been closed for nearly 200 years, the air is not polluted at all, and it is better than that at the bottom of the mountain.

Yan Jingchen walked all the way in, there is no need for any light source, I don't know what method is used, this cave is always bright.

At the end of the passage, a stone moon cave door was dug out, and a piece of beautifully printed and dyed cloth hung on the door, with bright colors.

Yan Jingchen lifted the curtain and said, "Master, I'm here."

"Stinky boy, you still know to come to me. If I don't come, I will come down to earth to find you." Even though there was no one alive in the room, a young voice answered him.

"Master, are you kidding? You have been ascending for so many years. If you want to descend to the mortal world, you would have already descended. How about waiting for today?" Yan Jingchen waved his hand, and there was an extra set of tables and chairs in the cave. Bring out a pot of hot tea and several teacups, "You have worked so hard for so many years, and you can still leave a trace of spirituality in the mortal world."

As Yan Jingchen said, he raised his eyes and looked forward, only to see that the blurry mountain wall in front of him gradually became transparent. Looking carefully, what kind of mountain wall is this!It is simply the thousand feet of ice on Kunlun Mountain that does not melt all year round!

Not only in front of his eyes, but also the mountain walls behind him and on the left and right have undergone the same changes...