(Note: Everything written in this chapter about the staff man and Kunlun was changed. It is not the original setting of Marvel.)
It had been many years since the Old Staff Man left this land. He never thought that he would return to this place in his lifetime. He had too many memories here, some good and some bad.
China was the origin and foundation of everything he had. His power came from here. His happiness came from here.
He still remembered the vast land of China's Western Region. That majestic and lofty mountain. The dreaded wilderness.
The grapes and melons that were as sweet as honey. The lamb pilaf and baked bread shops that could be seen everywhere on the streets.
Of course, there was also the sacred mountain that he had respected for so many years: Kunlun.
He used to be an ordinary disciple cultivating in Kunlun. And that was many, many years ago. At that time, this land was still experiencing a chaotic war between warlords in the Central Plains. At that time, there was a man named Zhang Tong who almost unified the country.
Even the old staff man who was far away in the Western Region knew about it. Even the warlords in the Western Region were considering surrendering to the King of the Central Plains.
At that time, the old staff man was only in his teens. He did not know much about war, leaders, and politics. But in that chaotic era, the old staff man desperately hoped that someone could end the chaos.
He could even become an emperor again. As long as the war was over. Unfortunately, things did not go according to his wishes. The man who almost unified China was really just a little bit away.
On the eve of the unification, Zhang Tong disappeared. His army split up and fought on their own. They split into smaller warlords of different factions. They made the already chaotic land even more chaotic.
The old staff man, who was only in his teens, wandered the world. All he wanted was to find a place where he could settle down.
Until he met the Kunlun warriors who came down from Kunlun to train in the mortal world. The young staff man saw them drive away bandits and defeated the warlords who were even more ruthless than the mounted bandits. He longed to join their group and become one of them.
He paid a lot for it. To find the legendary Kunlun Mountain. Carrying dry rations and a water bag, he began to search aimlessly in the vast Western Region. He climbed countless high mountains and crossed the turbulent and dangerous rivers.
In the process of searching for Kunlun Mountain, he had done many things and helped many people. Perhaps it was the so-called 'sincerity can split metal and stone'. The old staff man spent three years before he finally found the way to Kunlun Mountain.
It was a secret place. Originally, he should have been cultivating there in peace, avoiding the disturbances of the outside world.
Perhaps he would have to re-enter the Mortal World to temper himself. However, he would have to return to Kunlun eventually. But because he had peeped into a secret that he shouldn't have known.
And because of his recklessness, he lost his eyes. Furthermore, he was chased out of Kunlun. He didn't even dare to return to this land.
Over the years, the old staff man had always wanted to forget everything that had happened in the past. He had done it.
He had a new life in the East Ocean. He became the leader of the Pure Truth Society. Leading the East Ocean organization against their evil branch, the Hand Peace Society.
Now, it seemed that the fight was a success. The Hand Peace Society had been completely destroyed and annexed.
The old staff man had thought that his life was almost over. But he didn't expect that he would return to this land for his favorite disciple. He even went to Kunlun again.
Although so many years had passed, the old staff man was no longer the strong young man he used to be. But the years had tempered him and made him stronger.
Although he could no longer see, his Mind's Eye had been opened. There were many things in this world that he didn't need to use his eyes to distinguish. He could see the truth and falsehood of the world.
This time, the road to Kunlun was much easier than it was decades ago. It didn't take much effort for the old staff man to return to the entrance of Kunlun Mountain.
The entrance looked like an ordinary hill in the Western Region of China. The top of the hill was only about 200 meters away from the ground.
Among the mountains, this hill looked very ordinary. There was nothing eye-catching about it.
But the old staff man knew that this place was the road to Kunlun. But the gate to Kunlun must be opened by Kunlun. Otherwise, outsiders couldn't force their way into Kunlun.
After the old staff man arrived at the gate, he didn't say much, nor did he shout for someone to open the gate for him.
He just slowly knelt down, facing the direction of Kunlun. He knelt down for ten days.
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It was a different scene inside Kunlun Mountain. It was like Kamateki was built between the Himalayas.
Kamateki was a special area built in the real world. Without the permission of the Mages, outsiders couldn't enter Kamateki.
It was the same for Kunlun. They were also a special area built in the real world. They existed in this world, but they were also independent of this world.
Behind the invisible gate was an even taller and straighter mountain. It was majestic, and the foot and waist of the mountain were evergreen all year round. The top of the mountain was covered in snow all year round. A huge palace towered over the snow-covered mountain peak.
The terraced fields from the foot of the mountain to the waist of the mountain were like a giant's ladder to the sky. It made people want to sigh at the uncanny workmanship of humans. During the planting season, the terraced fields were filled with clear water. Under the sunlight, the water sparkled, as if the Queen Mother of the West had accidentally scattered the treasured mirror of the Heavenly Palace.
The foot of the mountain was the place with the most buildings, and it was the main activity place for the people living in Kunlun.
The buildings here were mostly in the Han and Tang style. Occasionally, there were some Ming and Qing architecture, but there were very few of them.
It was more like the ancient Xianyang and Chang 'an had been moved here without any changes. The buildings here had the thickness of the Han Dynasty. But the color scheme matched the white walls and red pillars of the Tang Dynasty. It was solemn, but it didn't lack liveliness.
Compared to Kamateki, which only had hundreds of Mages living and studying, Kunlun was undoubtedly bigger. There were at least fifty thousand people living and working here. This was a self-contained city. It had its own school, clinic, and market.
The actual ruler of Kunlun was called Thunder God. He wasn't the legendary Thunder God. He was called Thunder because his surname was Thunder, and he was old and had a noble status. Everyone called him Thunder God. As for what Thunder God should be called, no one knew.
How long had Thunder God lived? It was hard to say. If one were to ignore his silver hair and only look at his appearance, he was as fit as a 50-year-old Stallone.
However, there was a legend in Kunlun that Thunder God would be celebrating his 300th birthday this year. The 300-year-old birthday boy was now asking the gatekeeper of Kunlun expressionlessly, "Hasn't he left yet?"
Thunder God was referring to the old staff man kneeling at the gate. He had been kneeling for ten days. He didn't eat or drink, and he didn't show any signs of moving.
Even though the old staff man's inner Qi was very strong, kneeling outside for ten days straight was still very draining.
The gatekeeper reported to Thunder God, "Yes, he hasn't left yet. I haven't seen him drink a drop of water or eat a grain of food in these ten days. Even when there was a storm the day before yesterday and there was a landslide outside, he didn't move at all. He didn't feel the danger and wanted to leave. His willpower is very strong. "
"Yes, I know his willpower is strong. I've seen it when I was training, "Thunder God said softly.
The gatekeeper was curious when he heard Thunder God's words. "So he's also from Kunlun? Shouldn't I open the gate and let him in?"
"Alas." The Thunder God King sighed. "He's a very stubborn man. Let me go out and meet him. "
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Outside the gate of Kunlun, the old staff man had been kneeling for ten days. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was on the verge of death.
He was not kneeling just to save the Sea Bian King David. At the same time, he wanted to make up for the mistakes he made in the past and make up for the guilt in his heart.
Therefore, even if the wind and rain hit him, he didn't have the slightest intention of moving. However, kneeling outside for ten days had put a great burden on the old staff man's body. Even though his Internal Qi had been cultivated to a good level, he was getting older after all. His bodily functions were slowly deteriorating.
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