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For a long time, I have been used to go to Kunlun Internet Café to search information on the Internet for leisure, and I am also used to going in and out of the office hall through Kunlun Internet Cafe. Everything, how influential it is in the cultivation world.

After bringing Tong Wu back to the Kunlun School, Yan Jingchen placed him in his room and ordered his disciples to guard it.

In the head's study room, Yan Jingchen called together the juniors, younger sisters, and senior uncles of the sect, combined with what he learned after reading the biography of the Kunlun sect's patriarch the night before, what he said to everyone present was something that he himself would not have liked Conjecture admitted - Kunlun Mirror wants to take Tongwu's home.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar, and Hong Sui was the first to stand up and express his denial. "Impossible!" Hong Sui said, "The Kunlun Mirror is a spirit condensed from the Kunlun Mountains, and it is the foundation of my faction. How could it do such evil things!" "Junior Sister, you..."" Brother Sect Leader, do you have evidence for what you said?" Hong Sui interrupted Yan Jingchen before he could finish speaking, obviously trying to argue for his beloved Kunlun Mirror.

Yan Jingchen was stunned by the question, because he really couldn't produce any evidence, he just guessed based on various circumstances.

The shattered eye sockets were red and damp.

Lan Yue patted Hong Sui's hand, handed over a clean checked handkerchief, and said, "Senior Sister, don't get angry, wipe your tears first, and let Senior Brother finish speaking, okay?" "..." Hong Sui took the handkerchief and said Talking, kneading the handkerchief nervously with both hands.

Seeing that his junior sister had calmed down, Yan Jingchen continued: "Just now before I took Xiaowu up the mountain, something happened to him. I believe you have heard a little about what happened in Nanming Temple. At that time, Xiaowu showed a comparison. A strong second personality."

Everyone present nodded yes. "At that time, I didn't understand what was going on. Now that I think about it, at that time... no... maybe earlier, he had already been occupied by the Kunlun mirror, but for some reason, he couldn't maintain it for too long every time." It's been a long time, so we didn't notice."

After hearing this, Ziqing opened her mouth in surprise, "Brother, you mean the Kunlun Mirror was begging to suck your blood at that time?" What the hell is going on, the Kunlun Mirror actually wants to suck blood! ! ! "I think so." "This..." Even though Ziqing was always out of character and optimistic, she couldn't help but put away her playful smile at this moment, and frowned seriously.

Compared with Yan Jingchen's juniors and juniors, his seniors rarely spoke. When Yan Jingchen asked them for their opinions, they all expressed their disbelief that the Kunlun Mirror would do this. After all, the Kunlun Mirror is not an evil thing. It is also the crystallization of the aura of the mountain with a godhead. Why should a god do those dirty things?

He had no reason to do that, he couldn't tell his motive, he couldn't produce strong evidence, no one would believe him.

Yan Jingchen had no choice but to say: "Today's matter is just to inform everyone. As you said, I can't produce evidence to convince you, so I will put it on hold until Xiao Wu wakes up." "Listen Senior brother instructed." Lan Yue said. "Go and rest, it's hard for you after a few days of tossing around." Yan Jingchen waved his hand and was about to leave.

Looking at Yan Jingchen's back, Hong Sui felt sad for no reason, she respected her senior brother, she shouldn't have treated him like this, but the Kunlun mirror was a pain in her heart, at this moment, she didn't know how to say a word to her senior brother, But I felt that I should say something so that I would not feel too guilty. "Brother." Hong Sui called softly, and Yan Jingchen turned around. "What's the matter, Junior Sister?" For how many years, except for the two or three hundred years when she first joined Yu Chunzi's sect, when the little girl got older and shed her shy and introverted personality, she never used this tone again After calling her, Yan Jingchen was in a daze for a while. "Brother, I'm sorry, I shouldn't talk to you like that." At the end, tears still fell down.

Seeing this, Yan Jingchen quickly stepped forward to Hong Sui's side, and hugged her into his arms, "Silly girl, senior brother didn't blame you, why are you crying? It's not beautiful like a slug." "Yes." ...""Hey, go to rest, get enough energy, the business hall is still in operation, and I have to rely on you to support it." As he said, Yan Jingchen patted Hong Sui's shoulder lightly, "Go, senior brother sees you go "Then senior brother, you can take a break and call me if you need something." "Okay."

Lan Yue waited for Hong Sui outside the door, and the two walked side by side into the cold without wind and snow tonight.

Yan Jingchen looked at them with complicated thoughts, and couldn't help feeling that after so many years, the younger brothers and sisters were no longer the innocent and cute appearance when they first joined Kunlun Yuchunzi's school. He is an octogenarian who has gone through vicissitudes of life, and it is enough to call himself a senior brother like he is now.

Sighing, Yan Jingchen turned and went back to his room.

The disciple on duty had already left and was replaced by Tan Xin.

Seeing him coming back, Tan Xin went up to meet him, and said softly: "He is still awake, the head, should you rest for a while, or go and have a look?" "Go and have a look, don't worry."

So the master and servant entered Yan Jingchen's bedroom.

Although Yan Jingchen is a monk who likes modern technology, his bedroom is not modern at all, and still maintains the style of the dynasty when he was born, and because he had a lot of exchanges with Fanbang at that time, there are many Fanbang in Yan Jingchen's room. The style of decorations and living utensils have a sense of the fusion of Chinese and Western in ancient times.

It can be said that any of the things in his room are antiques that can be sold for a price.

On the beautifully carved big bed, Tong Wu was lying quietly, without breathing, without ups and downs.

Yan Jingchen felt powerless for a while, and thought to himself, how can we solve the intricate puzzle in front of him, and how can we keep Tongwu safe, so that he will not be taken away, nor will he be boundless by blood? Desire to devour.

At this time, there was a gust of wind, and Yan Jingchen was shocked, as if he heard someone saying to himself: "Yan Jingchen, what you think is really beautiful, how can there be such a good thing in this world, and how can you get everything you want."

Yan Jingchen: "..."

Tan Xin: "Sect Leader, what's wrong?"

After following Yan Jingchen for so long, a slight movement of his can make Tan Xin feel that something is wrong, and even show a concerned expression. "It's nothing, you go to rest too, I'm here with you." "Yes, then I'll go back to my room first."

Yan Jingchen nodded, crossed his legs on the futon to adjust his breath, and didn't speak any more.

In fact, these monks who have reached a certain level of cultivation basically do not need to rest, because the qi that circulates in the body and returns to the inner palace will take away their fatigue at any time and inject vitality into this body continuously. Their "rest" should be breath-adjusting meditation. If they fall asleep, it is just a pure mental drowsiness and has nothing to do with fatigue.

Their fatigue is always mental.

After a night of breathing meditation, Yan Jingchen finally felt that the symptoms of dizziness had eased a little. It was cold all night, and the sky suddenly cleared up this morning.

Yan Jingchen looked at the situation of Tong Wu on the bed, he was still so silent, so he cast a warning spell beside the bed and left first.

A busy and orderly day for the Kunlun faction began. Because of Cheng Li’s temporary return, he was the one who taught the morning class in Kunlun Square every day. An elder Cheng who hasn't necessarily returned to the sect for decades gave a lecture.

The disciples whispered in the morning class, and many disciples who had never met Cheng Lie whispered to each other, guessing what kind of person Cheng Lie was.

Yan Jingchen laughed, what kind of person could he be?Just a big boy who loves lollipops.

The head of the sect is also an os in his heart: a big boy in appearance and behavior, age must be ignored.

The whispers among the disciples disappeared after seeing Yan Jingchen, and each of them began to pretend to read the Kunlun classics in his hand.

Looking at them, Yan Jingchen felt as if he saw himself back then.

After leaving the square, Yan Jingchen wandered around aimlessly again, thinking about going to the Sutra Library to see if he could find some more information about the Kunlun Mirror.

While he was going to the Sutra Library, something was slowly approaching his room.

It was a ray of light, but it was undetectable under the dazzling sun. It did not come from outside the Kunlun faction, so even the barrier protecting the top and bottom of the Kunlun faction did not notice anything wrong, and then took The internal automatic cleaning action just let it go all the way to the outside of Yan Jingchen's bedroom.

The breath was like a flexible snake, after wandering around the sect several times, it entered the room along the threshold.

Seeing Tong Wu lying motionless on the bed, the breath raised his neck like a snake, shrank his body back a little, and then jumped onto the bed with a bounce.

However, it didn't get what it wanted, instead, it collided with the counterattacking warning spell set by Yan Jingchen, and turned into nothing.

The breath wanted to get close to Tong Wu but failed, the force of the impact accidentally rubbed the warning spell against the bed frame, and with just a light touch, it woke Tong Wu up on the bed. "..."

After a few seconds of silence, Tong Wu opened his eyes with trembling eyelashes, and what he saw was a strange carved bed with a light blue veil hanging down, and a refreshing cold fragrance from the tip of his nose, with awe-inspiring The chill makes those who hear it feel refreshed.

where is this place?Didn't I sit at the desk and learn how to draw symbols? How did I come here?

A series of questions sounded in his heart, Tong Wu wanted to ask, opened his mouth to shout, but couldn't make a sound because of his dry throat.

Tong Wu: "..."

The feeling of not being able to speak made him a little anxious, and what made him even more panicky was that he couldn't move his body!

It was as if a heavy stone was pressing on him, and the more he tried to struggle, the pressure would increase accordingly.

Tong Wu was sweating profusely and exhausted his remaining strength, but it was all in vain.

At this moment, he heard the sound of the door being opened, footsteps sounded, and someone came in.