Botmaster

These books are the biographies of the heads of the Kunlun School in the past. No matter whether the head ascended or fell in the end, his whole life will eventually be turned into a biography on the bookshelf, well protected with a spell, and it will remain the same after thousands of years. The ink marks are as new as they are for future generations and disciples to observe.

The recorders of these master biographies are not any disciples in the sect, but the set of Four Treasures of Study on the desk.

How old is the Kunlun School, and how long has this set of Four Treasures of Study been in the Kunlun School, they are neither monsters nor weapon spirits, no one knows their origins, but they know everything... It's like going through too much The vicissitudes of the old people don't ask about the world and don't want to talk about the past. They just want to record what they see now.

No one can change the things recorded by the Four Treasures of the Study, maybe they are the last truth in this world.

Yan Jingchen didn't look at the content recorded on the paper on the desk, but picked up the biography of Yu Chunzi on the shelf.

Yan Jingchen has read the master's biography more than once, but every time he reads the beginning, he doesn't want to read any more, because the content is too difficult to look at directly - this master, it turned out that he was unreliable since he was a child, I really don't understand such a always loving How did the person who left the hands of the shopkeeper become the head of the Kunlun School, and the motive of the master to pass the headship to Yu Chunzi is simply a mystery!

Turning back, Yan Jingchen had never read the content after Yu Chunzi became the head of the sect, but when he saw it today, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

——The head of the sect, Yu Chunzi, practiced in closed doors. Yan Jingchen, the first apprentice, took the temporary position of the head, and his brothers assisted him.

——The head of the sect, Yu Chunzi, went out of the gate, and the first disciple sat down to serve him.

Serve me!

Yan Jingchen remembered what the master's retreat was for, and it was simply to avoid participating in the Demon Subduing Conference jointly organized by the True Cultivation Sect at that time!At that time, he said to Yan Jingchen earnestly: "What kind of nonsense subduing demon conference? Why should I be sent by Kunlun to take care of the affairs in southern Xinjiang? It's so hot that there are too many insects, don't go! Good apprentice, I'm going to retreat as a teacher, why don't you help me?" I go for a trip?"

Yu Chunzi escaped from the Demon Conquering Conference by retreating, while Yan Jingchen, who was in charge of the sect's affairs, was unlucky and went to southern Xinjiang for his unreliable master. When he came back, he almost swore he would never set foot in southern Xinjiang again.

And what made Yan Jingchen vomit blood the most was, who knew whether Yu Chunzi was really practicing in seclusion or for self-entertainment, anyway, the first thing he did after he came out was to call himself over to take a bath for him who hadn't bathed and changed clothes for 200 years.

fall!I'm not a eunuch in the palace, so what the hell is it to take a bath!

Thinking of all the grievances he suffered before, Yan Jingchen felt that he was not worth it for such a master!How could I go back to the Kunlun Sect blindly with this extravagant guy? I was speechless...

Turning back, the content is more outrageous than the other.

——The head of the sect, Yu Chunzi, led the first apprentice Yan Jingchen to travel down the mountain, and then returned to find the treasure Yu Linglong, who was wandering in the world, to celebrate Xueyang's birthday.

Yan Jingchen also remembers this article, maybe the content is the opposite, finding Yu Linglong as a birthday gift for Master Xueyang Daoist is the top priority, and by the way, travel around the mortal world, if you can't find Yu Linglong before your birthday, you are not allowed to go back to the sect.

Yes, Yu Chunzi is so hot and unreliable, not only is he a master of throwing pot away, but also has the guts to have a crush on his senior sister, ha ha!

Turning back again, the last page only contained one sentence, but Yan Jingchen couldn't complain no matter what.

——The head of the sect, Yu Chunzi, is about to ascend, and the first disciple, Yan Jingchen, will take over as the head of the sect and give him an order to find all the Kunlun mirrors, so as to consolidate the ancient foundation of the Kunlun School.

Seeing this, although Yan Jingchen disdained Master for being unreliable, he still wanted to say to him personally: "Master, the Kunlun Mirror, I found it."

Putting away the biography of Yu Chunzi, Yan Jingchen directly skipped over the previous n heads and picked up the biography of the founder of the Kunlun School.

It is said that the founder of the Kunlun School was originally nameless and had no surname, but he was enlightened by the Kunlun Mirror, and without a surname, he got the name Qian.

There is a word "dry" on the cover, which is a very old font.

Yan Jingchen turned the pages of the biography and read the written records after the unification of the six kingdoms. This was the first time he read the biography of the patriarch.

The patriarch was a worker who built the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang Yingzheng. Although he came from a humble background, he was not as ignorant as other slaves. He seemed to be born with a kind of wisdom that could see through the ruler's thoughts and understand the emperor's complicated thoughts. , he knew that if he did not escape, he would die in the end.

During the process of building the tomb, people died every day. The patriarch endured it. With his own strength, he secretly left a way out for himself during the process of building the tomb. After the broken dragon stone fell, people kept screaming in fear and crying endlessly. The patriarch gritted his teeth, but he still didn't take anyone away and sneaked away by himself.

In this kind of situation where you don’t know if you can really escape, if you let others go, if you fail, you will implicate other people’s families. It’s not as good as your own parents, no wife and no children. If you escape, you can escape, and you can’t escape. , death is the same as fate.

However, the sky will never die for this person. After escaping from the tomb, the patriarch ran all night, all the way west, and entered the extremely cold Kunlun Mountains.

Although the winter in Lintong County is cold, it is far inferior to Kunlun Mountains. After entering the Kunlun Mountains, the patriarch gradually felt overwhelmed and walked with his last breath. Under Geer Peak, you must know the entire Kunlun Mountains, but even modern people cannot completely conquer it!

When he woke up, he found that he was actually sleeping in a cave. Although it was still cold, it was much warmer than outside.

The cave is very spacious, with a light that does not come from, and the walls are covered with ice as smooth as a mirror. Someone asked the patriarch softly: "Are you awake? After sleeping for three days and three nights, I thought you were going to die."

Patriarch: "???"

The patriarch vaguely saw a figure suddenly appearing, approached him and talked to himself, the man had long silver-white hair, as if he could glow, but he was too tired, he couldn't see the face of the person clearly, so he went back again. passed out.

When the patriarch woke up again, he found that he was the only one in the cave, and there were simple living utensils on the tables and chairs made of ice not far away.

"You are the second mortal I have met. Since you are destined, you will stay here and follow me to cultivate with all your heart. You will achieve great success in the future. Are you willing?" The voice of the white-haired man I met that day came, But no one was seen.

The patriarch had no doubt that he had met a fairy, got up from the ice bed, kowtowed and called "Master".

"I don't accept apprentices, and you don't need to call me master. You can rest well today, and I will teach you the heart formula from tomorrow."

"Yes." Patriarch bowed to the end again.

"You were unnamed before, so it's fate to come here. May I give you a name?"

"Please give me a name from the gods." The patriarch couldn't wait for it, so he hurriedly responded.

Therefore, the gods named him "Qian", which means heaven.

Following the daily practice of the gods, from the beginning of shivering with cold every day, to the end of the cold and heat, this process has passed for more than 500 years in a blink of an eye. It was not until later that the patriarch knew that this person who refused to admit that he was his apprentice Immortals are actually the essence of Kunlun's [-] mountains, the ancient artifact that gathers spiritual energy - Kunlun Mirror.

The patriarch was grateful for the kindness of Kunlun mirror, and vowed to establish a sect, so that many disciples would worship Kunlun mirror as the highest, and named the sect Kunlun.

Kunlun mirror does not object, but also assists the ancestors to create sects, preach and teach. It can be said that the founder of Kunlun school is not only dry, but also Kunlun mirror is one of them.

When the Kunlun School began to flourish, Kunlun Mirror said to Qian one day: "You have done too well, you don't need me anymore."

"Shenxian, what do you mean... are you going to leave?" Patriarch asked.

Kunlun mirror shook his head and said: "I am the crystallization of the spiritual energy of this mountain. Of course I can't leave here. The Kunlun faction is growing stronger and stronger. It doesn't matter without me. It's time to go back to the mountain."

"This... can the god stay a little longer, since he has never seen you before, can he see you?"

Kunlun mirror was silent for a while, and showed his original shape in the cave, but he never showed his human shape to him.

I don't know what Gan said to Kunlun Mirror at the end. He didn't leave the Kunlun School, but settled down in the cave where Gan used to live. He was invited down the mountain only when the Kunlun School had important events, and this cave was later The Kunlun Secret Realm that only the head can enter, the Kunlun Mirror lived here for a long time, until it suddenly burst and scattered all over the world.

At the end of reading, Yan Jingchen rubbed the center of his brows tiredly, took out his mobile phone to check the time, it must have been dawn outside.

After reading the biography of the Patriarch all night, Yan Jingchen completed the opportunity for the founding of the sect that he had been neglecting all the time, and realized that the Patriarch and the Kunlun Mirror have such a deep connection, but there are other things that he is very concerned about. Those who cared, but couldn't tell why for a while.

Putting the biography back on the bookshelf, Yan Jingchen put the master's biography in order before leaving the scripture building.

After leaving the scripture building, Yan Jingchen's phone suddenly vibrated crazily, and several text messages and WeChat messages were received in an instant.

Yan Jingchen: "..."

There was no signal in the scripture building, so he had forgotten about it.

Opened WeChat and looked, it turned out to be a message from Tan Xin who rarely used WeChat. The content was without exception telling him to go down the mountain as soon as he saw the message, something happened to Tongwu!

As soon as the fragments of the Kunlun Mirror were retrieved, something happened to Tong Wu, and Yan Jingchen suddenly felt blurred and almost couldn't stand up.

The Ruoshui sword quickly unsheathed, and carried Yan Jingchen to the downhill, and came to the exit of the Kunlun office hall. After knowing who is coming, quickly salute and greet.

Yan Jingchen waved his hand, before he could answer, he quickly entered the hall.

When he left the Kunlun office hall, Yan Jingchen suddenly noticed a very familiar aura, but when he wanted to investigate carefully, he found that there was nothing there. Could it be that he had an illusion just now?

Shaking his head, Yan Jingchen's figure quickly disappeared behind the carved gate.