(Note: All the plots about Stickman and Kunlun written in this chapter are all plots that need to be changed, not the original Marvel setting, hereby declare)

It had been very many years since he had left the land, and he had never thought that he would return here in his lifetime. There are so many memories here, some good and some bad.

This place in China is the origin and foundation of everything in China. This is where your own strength comes from. This is also where my happiness comes from.

He still remembered the vast expanse of land in the Western Regions of China. The majestic mountains. The dreaded wilderness.

And the grapes that are as sweet as honey, honeydew melons. and the mutton pilaf and roasted naan shops that can be found everywhere in the streets and alleys.

Of course, there is also the sacred mountain that I have revered in my heart for so many years: Kunlun.

Originally, he was an ordinary apprentice practicing in Kunlun. That was very, very many years ago. At that time, this land was still experiencing warlords separating the Central Plains. At that time, there was a man named Zhang Tong who almost unified the whole country.

Even the sticks who were far away in the Western Regions at that time knew about it. Because even the warlords on the Western Regions side were considering surrendering to Zhang Tong, the king of the Central Plains, at that time.

At that time, he was only a teenager and did not know much about war, about leaders, about politics. But in those chaotic times, he desperately hoped that someone could put an end to this chaotic time.

Even if you become emperor again. As long as the war is over. It's a pity that the sky doesn't follow people's wishes, this man who almost unified China is really just a little bit worse in the end.

On the eve of the imminent reunification, Zhang Tong disappeared. His army was torn apart and divided into more and more small warlords of different factions, who made the already chaotic land even more chaotic.

Only a teenager, he wanders the world in search of a place to live.

Until he met the Kunlun warriors who came down from Kunlun to Hongchen to train. After the young sticks saw them drive away the bandits and robbers, and defeat the warlord soldiers who were even more fierce and ruthless than the horse thieves, the sticks were eager to join their group and become one of them.

He paid a lot for it. In search of the legendary Kunlun Mountain. He carried dry food and water bags on his back and began a rambling search in the vast Western Regions, he climbed countless high mountains, and waded through the turbulent and dangerous rivers.

In the process of searching for Kunlun Mountain, he also did a lot of things and helped many people. Maybe it's the so-called sincerity that comes to the golden stone for opening. It took him three years to find his way to Kunlun Mountain.

It's a hidden place. Originally, he was supposed to cultivate there with peace of mind and avoid the disturbances of the outside world.

Maybe he will re-enter the earthly experience, but he should go back to Kunlun after all. But because he snooped on secrets that he shouldn't have known.

also because of his recklessness, he lost his eyes. And was also driven out of Kunlun. I didn't even dare to set foot on this land again.

For so many years, he wanted to make himself forget everything that had happened. He did.

He had a new life of his own in the East. and became the leader of the Innocence Society. Lead this Oriental organization against their evil branch: the Tewa Kai.

And now it seems that the confrontation has been successful, and the Hand has been completely eliminated and annexed.

Originally, he felt that his life was almost over like this. But he didn't expect that he would now set foot on this land anew for his most beloved disciple. And re-head to Kunlun.

Although so many years have passed, Sticksuo is no longer the vigorous teenager he used to be. But the years have honed him and made him old and strong.

Although his eyes were no longer visible, his heart was open. There are many things in this world, he no longer needs to distinguish with the naked eye, he can see the truth and falsehood of the world in a deeper depth.

This time, the road to Kunlun is much easier than it was decades ago. It didn't take much effort to come back to the intersection of Kunlun Mountain.

This intersection looks like just an ordinary hill in the western regions of China. The vertical drop between the highest peak of the hill and the ground is only more than 200 meters.

In the middle of a heavy mountain, this small hill looks very ordinary, without any conspicuous place.

But Sticksu knew that this place was the road to Kunlun. But the gateway to Kunlun must be opened by Kunlun. Otherwise, outsiders would not be able to forcibly break into Kunlun's realm.

When he reached the gate, he didn't say much, and he didn't shout for someone to open the door for him.

He just knelt down slowly, facing in the direction of Kunlun. And this kneeling is ten days.

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Inside the Kunlun Mountains is a different scene, just as Kamataki was built between the Himalayas.

Kamateki is a special area built in the real world. Without the permission of the mages, there was almost no way for outsiders to enter Kamataki.

The same is true of Kunlun, they are also a special area built on the real world, they exist in this world but are independent of this world.

Behind the invisible gate is an even taller mountain. It is majestic and magnificent at the foot of the mountain and the mountainside with great spring in all seasons. On the top of the mountain, however, it is covered with snow all year round. A huge palace towers over the snow-covered hilltop.

The terraced rice fields that stretch from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside are like a giant's ladder to the sky. It makes people want to sigh at the magic of human beings. Whenever the sowing season is poured, the terraces are filled with clear water, and the sunlight reflects a sparkling wave, just like the Queen Mother of the West broke the treasure mirror of the Heavenly Palace and accidentally scattered it in the world.

The foot of the high mountain is the place with the most buildings, and it is also the main place of activity for people living in Kunlun.

Most of the buildings here are Han and Tang dynasties, occasionally mixed with some Ming and Qing dynasty buildings, but there are very few buildings of this kind.

It is more like the ancient Xianyang and Chang'an have been directly moved over as they are. The building here has the heaviness of the Han Dynasty. But the color scheme is matched with the white walls and red columns of the Tang Dynasty. There is no lack of agility in the solemnity.

Compared to Kamataki, who only lived and studied with hundreds of mages, Kunlun was undoubtedly larger. At least 50,000 people live and work here. It's a city in its own right. It has its own school, clinic and bazaar.

And the actual controller of Kunlun is named Lei Gong. It's not the mythical Lei Zhenzi. Call him Lei, just because his surname is Lei, and he is old and noble, everyone respectfully calls him Gong. As for what Lei Gong should have been called, no one knows anymore.

How long did Lei Gong live? It's hard to say. If you put aside his full silver hair, just looking at his appearance, he is as strong as a 50-year-old Stallone.

But there is a legend in Kunlun that Lei Gong is going to celebrate his 300th birthday this year. And the 300-year-old birthday star is now asking Kunlun's janitor with an expressionless face: "Hasn't he left yet?"

When Lei Gong said he was referring to the stick kneeling at the door, he had been kneeling for ten days. No eating, drinking, wind and sun showed no signs of moving.

Even if the internal qi cultivated by the stick was already very strong, kneeling outside for ten consecutive days like this was still very detrimental to his energy and life.

The janitor reported to Lei Gong: "Yes, he hasn't left yet, and in the past ten days, I haven't seen him drink a drop of water or eat a grain of grain, even if there was a heavy rainstorm the day before yesterday and a landslide outside, he didn't waver in the slightest, and he didn't feel the danger and wanted to leave." His willpower is strong. ”

"Yes, I know he has a strong will. I saw it when I was training. Lei Gong whispered.

When the gatekeeper heard Lei Gong say this, he was a little curious: "So, he is also from our Kunlun, don't I open the door and let him in?"

"Hey. Lei Gong sighed: "He is a very stubborn person." Let me go out and meet him. ”

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Outside the Kunlun Mountain Gate, the stick has been kneeling here for ten days, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is on the verge of running out of oil.

He didn't just kneel here to save David, King of Haibian. At the same time, he also wants to make up for the mistakes he made back then, and compensate for the guilt in his heart.

So even if the wind and rain blow, he didn't have the slightest idea of wavering. However, kneeling outside for ten days has already put a great burden on the stick's body. Even if his internal qi has been cultivated well, after all, his age has gone up. Bodily functions have begun to degrade slowly.

Just when he felt that he was about to lose it, a flash of light flashed, and Kunlun's door opened. And the tall and mighty old man in his memory appeared in front of him again. Just like it did decades ago. He stood there and asked himself, "What are you looking for Kunlun for?" ”