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Chapter 1110: The Great Mourning

A low murmur sounded, and the people in the room looked outside, and a man with a moral integrity walked in. He could not see the years clearly, but he seemed to be in his prime. It was not difficult to see how handsome he was when he was young. Headmaster Hou

Came in.

Hou Zhong. Head of the Kunlun Sword Sect.

The Grand Pavilion Master did not stand up, "I'll come back and have a look."

"This is your home. If you want to come back, you can come back at any time." Hou Zhong was very calm, not like a rival who had been fighting for many years. "Is this your disciple? I heard that you have not accepted any disciples in these years.

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"Hundred-year-old Xuanying? Middle-stage Xuanying? In our Kunlun Sword Sect, it is also second to none."

"Moreover, I actually have some vague feelings that I can't see through."

The ancient land of Kunlun is the first ancient land in the Northern Tribulation Star. There are five hundred-year-old Xuan Yings in the sect, and they have reached the middle stage of Xuan Ying.

Apart from this, there is no one else. The Grand Pavilion Master brings back someone with such talent, it can be said to be terrifying.

"That's right." The Grand Pavilion Master said calmly, "I'm here to see Master."

"You want to meet me." Hou Zhong was silent for a moment, feeling sad, "Master, he is running out of time and will soon pass away. Over the years, he has been talking about you. I have also sent many disciples to ask questions everywhere.

I sent you a letter, but unfortunately, I couldn’t find anyone..."

These words are not false. When the ancestor of Kunlun was on his deathbed, Hou Zhong sent out no less than one hundred thousand disciples to search for the Grand Pavilion Master to no avail.

It wasn't until the death of the Supreme Patriarch that the Grand Pavilion Master came back.

"I'm going now." The Grand Pavilion Master's tone was a little excited and he stood up.

Hou Zhong calmly said, "Come on then." He said, leading the way, and Chen Fan followed the two of them. The Kunlun Ancient World was also the best ancient world in the world. The ancient world opened and the two of them flew in.

Mountains and rivers have been transported since the prehistoric era. When they fly here, a breath of ancient times comes to your face.

"Senior Brother Lin has returned." With a low shout, some three-flowered flowers flew out from the ancient world, all of them were the descendants of the Grand Pavilion Master.

The Grand Pavilion Master was leading all the way and headed straight for the ancient mountain.

There is a majestic ancient peak, and on top of the peak, there is a thatched cottage.

When he arrived here, the Grand Pavilion Master was shaking all over. He knelt down and kowtowed. After three bows and nine kowtows, he got up and went up to the mountain. On the top of the mountain, a woman came out. She was slightly startled when she saw the Grand Pavilion Master.

With a peach blossom face and crystal clear skin, she looks like a 20-year-old girl.

Senior sister!

Senior Sister of the Grand Pavilion Master, the person she has lived with since childhood.

Now, she has married Hou Zhong and became the head wife.

"You're back." The senior sister pondered for a moment, and finally said softly, "Come quickly, master, he wants to see you."

Walking away, the Grand Pavilion Master trembled all over and entered the thatched cottage. In the thatched cottage, an old man was already dying.

This is an ancient old man, with a lifespan of 4,500 years, three flowers gathered at the top, and the leader of the Kunlun Sword Sect of the previous generation.

After living for such a long time, the old sect leader can be considered to have a long life.

"Ah, Ah Lin." Turning his head and looking at the Grand Pavilion Master at the door, the old man murmured, not knowing whether he recognized him or not.

The Grand Pavilion Master knelt down with a puff, tears streaming down his face.

Chen Fan let out a long sigh. After seeing such a touching scene, Chen Fan stopped disturbing him and left silently.

The master of the pavilion lives here for a month.

During this period, Chen Fan stayed by the old man's side day and night, while Chen Fan walked around the Kunlun Ancient World. Chen Fan didn't know whether what he did was right or wrong.

"But at least the Grand Pavilion Master has met his master and has no regrets in his life."

In the ancient world, Chen Fan met some stunningly handsome people, including the Holy Son of the Kunlun Sword Sect and four top geniuses.

Chen Fan fought against these people, and the geniuses of the Kunlun Sword Sect were really terrifying to the extreme.

Chen Fan was almost forced into danger without using the Nine Shadows Divine Art.

The sword intent is in hand, filling the air and making it suffocating.

Aggressive.

But Chen Fan still won in the end. After a few days, no one in the Kunlun Sword Sect could be Chen Fan's opponent.

"Even the people here are no match for me. Among my peers, I guess I am already invincible."

Chen Fan pondered secretly.

Chen Fan's achievements caused a huge sensation in the Kunlun Sword Sect. Even Hou Zhong and others paid attention to Chen Fan. Hou Zhong even came to ask Chen Fan personally if he was willing to stay in the Kunlun Sword Sect.

But Chen Fan refused.

A month later, the old man passed away and died. On the day of his death, the heaven and earth shook.

"Leaving?"

Chen Fan suddenly raised his head, with a look of shock on his face. There was an explosion in the sky, and countless blood rain began to fall. Centered on the ancient world, the nearby vegetation began to wither silently.

Among the clouds, there was even sadness and joy.

Kunlun Sword Sect, the old pavilion master of the previous generation has fallen!

As soon as the old pavilion master died, the heaven and earth shook, and countless visions fell one after another.

On this day, blood began to rain everywhere in the Northern Tribulation Continent.

In just one day, everyone in the entire Northern Tribulation Continent knew that Three Flowers had fallen!

This is big news that shocks the world!

Each of the Three Flowers Gathering has a lifespan of about five thousand years. Each one has a huge influence and has a decisive effect. Sometimes the fall of a Three Flowers Gathering can even destabilize a continent.

After some inquiries, the fallen man turned out to be from the Kunlun Sword Sect, the old sect leader!

The real person who has fallen from the level of Taishan and Beidou!

Staying in the Kunlun Sword Sect, Chen Fan sighed and looked at the endless stream of people who came to visit the Kunlun Sword Sect. Chen Fan looked and saw that people from the six ancient lands were here, including people from the Beijie Mansion.

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Beijie Mansion, Li Cangluan! Chen Fan met Li Cangluan again. Li Cangluan lived for 3,000 years and had gray hair. He was followed by four disciples, and he came to the Kunlun Sword Sect to express his condolences in a place where three flowers gathered together.

Almost half of the Northern Tribulation Continent was shaken this time.

"If the old sect master doesn't die, he will probably be the number one master on the Northern Tribulation Star."

"His death has indeed had a great impact." Chen Fan sighed secretly.

I even remembered that the Kunlun Sword Sect in the previous generation even shrunk its sphere of influence for this reason. Within three hundred years, it shrank again and again, and in the end it even cost one-third of its territory.

The greater loss was when Chen Fan reached the realm of a real person, and with the expansion of the Beijie Mansion, his sphere of influence was encroached upon...

Kunlun Sword Sect is in great mourning!

Just as Chen Fan remembered, the Kunlun Sword Sect held an unprecedented mass funeral, which lasted for ten years.

There is an endless stream of people coming to the Kunlun Sword Sect to express their condolences, and the only difference is that among the people to express their condolences, there is a great pavilion master.

As spring passed and autumn came, Chen Fan also mourned in the Kunlun Sword Sect for ten years.

Chen Fan also felt that it was natural to mourn for the old sect master. He was a senior.

He once made great contributions to the human race, slaying demons and slaying mountains and rivers.

Chen Fan felt quite sad.


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