BSI Chapter 542 Visiting Kunlun Domain
Chapter 542 Visiting Kunlun Domain
In the days that followed, Lin Chen began his travels.
They ostensibly inspected the world, but also took the opportunity to visit the strongholds of various powerful forces.
To put it bluntly, it's a publicly funded trip. You eat, stay, and play wherever you go, and there are people to take care of you throughout the trip, covering all your meals, accommodations, and entertainment.
Given his current status and position, he probably wouldn't have any money to spend!
For his first stop, Lin Chen chose to go to the Kunlun Domain.
When Lin Chen emerged from the void rift, Jiang Xuan was already waiting at the mountain gate with his men.
Dressed in a clean white robe, with his hair neatly combed and a smile on his face, he looked hundreds of years younger.
Behind him stood Xiao Yi and several elders, followed by hundreds of core disciples, lined up in two neat rows, like a ceremonial guard.
"Young Master Lin's presence is an honor to our humble abode in Kunlun!"
Jiang Xuan cupped his hands in a fist salute, a smile on his face.
Lin Chen waved his hand and smiled, "Lord Jiang, you're too kind. I'm just here for a visit, no need to make such a fuss."
Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "Of course, of course, please come in, Young Master Lin."
He then stepped aside to lead the way.
Lin Chen stepped into the mountain gate. The mountain gate of Kunlun Domain consisted of two huge stone pillars that soared into the clouds, covered with ancient runes that emitted a faint golden light.
Between the stone pillars is a layer of light curtain, from which you cannot see inside but from which you can see outside.
Jiang Xuan led the way, and as they passed through the light curtain, a bright and clear view suddenly appeared before them.
Lin Chen stopped in his tracks, his eyes lighting up.
He hadn't looked at it properly last time, and he didn't expect Kunlun Domain to be so much larger and more magnificent than he had imagined.
Mountains upon mountains, peaks upon peaks, layer upon layer, stretching as far as the eye can see.
The highest peak pierces the clouds, its summit covered with snow that never melts, shimmering silver in the sunlight like a white crown.
The mountainside is shrouded in mist, like a white ribbon wrapped around the mountainside, appearing and disappearing intermittently.
At the foot of the mountain lies a vast primeval forest, with ancient trees reaching for the sky and lush greenery.
Occasionally, a few cranes would take flight from the forest, tracing graceful arcs in the morning light, their calls clear and melodious.
Palaces, pavilions, terraces, and caves are scattered among the mountains in a well-organized manner.
Some are made of stone, with grayish-white stones stacked to form walls, and moss growing in the gaps.
Some are made of wood, with exquisite patterns carved on the dark brown wooden beams, giving them an antique feel.
Some were carved directly into the mountainside, with square doorways and small windows, appearing as if they were part of the mountain itself.
The architectural style is simple and elegant, understated yet exuding the weight and depth of time.
Lin Chen could clearly feel the weight of history, and sense the countless predecessors who had cultivated, lived, and died here.
Lin Chen looked around and had only one feeling in his mind—they were rich.
It's not the kind of nouveau riche extravagance, nor is it the kind of tacky aesthetic that involves sticking spirit stones on the wall.
It is the confidence and composure that only a distinguished family with a long and distinguished lineage can possess.
Every brick, every tile, every blade of grass, every tree is meticulously crafted.
Jiang Xuan led Lin Chen uphill, explaining things as they went, like a tour guide.
"This is the training ground for outer disciples, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people to cultivate at the same time."
At the foot of the mountain, on that huge plaza, thousands of disciples sat in neat rows, meditating and cultivating.
As he breathed, spiritual energy surged, and his body radiated a faint halo, creating a rather spectacular scene.
"This is the library, containing millions of volumes of books, including various martial arts techniques, secret arts, and miscellaneous knowledge from ancient times to the present."
Jiang Xuan pointed to a seven-story pavilion halfway up the mountain.
The pavilion has upturned eaves and carved beams and painted rafters. The plaque above the entrance reads "Scripture Repository" in strong and vigorous strokes, each stroke carrying a certain Taoist charm.
"This is where the elders cultivate in seclusion; the concentration of spiritual energy here is ten times that of the outside world."
Jiang Xuan pointed to a valley shrouded in an array.
The valley was shrouded in mist, and several caves could be vaguely seen, each with a different name carved at its entrance.
Some names are simple and unadorned, some are elegant and graceful, some are flamboyant and some are reserved.
Behind every name is an ancient monster that has lived for thousands of years.
Lin Chen listened and nodded the whole way. When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he stopped and looked at the sea of clouds in the distance.
The sea of clouds surged and bubbled like a pot of boiling porridge.
Sometimes it reveals the mountain peaks below, and sometimes it swallows them up.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the clouds, forming golden beams that shone down on the mountains, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
"This place is nice," Lin Chen remarked.
Jiang Xuan stood next to Lin Chen and said with a smile:
"If Young Master Lin likes it, he is welcome to come often. The gates of Kunlun Domain are always open to him."
Lin Chen chuckled and said, "Okay."
Jiang Xuan then led Lin Chen uphill until they reached the summit.
At the summit of the mountain is a huge platform, the ground of which is paved with white jade bricks, so shiny that they can reflect one's image.
In the center of the platform stands a stone tablet with the four large characters "Summit of Kunlun" engraved on it. The strokes are sharp and powerful, as if they are about to burst out of the stone.
Standing on the platform and looking down, you can see the entire Kunlun Domain.
The distant mountains, the nearby forests, the palaces and pavilions in the mountains, and the streams and waterfalls in the valleys are all at your feet.
Lin Chen stood at the edge of the platform, his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the mountain wind.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the spiritual energy so dense that it was almost impenetrable; just one breath made him feel comfortable all over.
Lin Chen's divine sense unconsciously spread out, covering the entire Kunlun Domain.
It wasn't intentional; it happened naturally, as naturally as water flowing downhill.
His divine sense swept over the mountain gate, the training ground, the scripture pavilion, and the secluded valley, over every disciple, every elder, and every building.
Then Lin Chen discovered that the protective array of Kunlun Domain had several weak points.
Lin Chen opened his eyes and turned to look at Jiang Xuan.
"Lord Jiang, there are several parts of your mountain-protecting formation that need reinforcement."
Jiang Xuan was taken aback for a moment: "Please speak, young master."
Lin Chen raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the mountain gate:
"The connection between the two stone pillars is not tightly connected by the array runes."
If attacked by a True Lord-level being, that location will be the first to collapse.
Lin Chen then pointed to the scripture pavilion halfway up the mountain:
"The base of the array on that building is shifted by three inches. Although it does not affect daily use, the base will break first if it is subjected to a strong attack."
Lin Chen then pointed to the secluded valley at the mountaintop:
"The concentration of spiritual energy in that valley is indeed high, but the path through which the spiritual energy circulates is blocked."
Over time, spiritual energy will accumulate in the body of a cultivator in seclusion, which may lead to stagnation in cultivation or even damage to the meridians.
Jiang Xuan's expression grew increasingly solemn.
He hadn't noticed any of the problems Lin Chen mentioned.
The protective array of Kunlun Domain has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, generation after generation, but it has been repaired and patched up every time.
With constant modifications here and there, some parts have deviated from the original design and are no longer recognizable as they were.
Jiang Xuan took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Lin Chen.
"Young Master's great kindness will never be forgotten by Kunlun Domain."
Lin Chen waved his hand: "Alright, stop with the formalities. Find a few array masters, I'll give them some pointers, and we can fix it today."
Jiang Xuan immediately ordered someone to invite a formation master.