Chapter 1: The Curse of the Border City

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The north of the border city, the hinterland of the Yin Mountain.

In the center of Yinshan Mountain, there is a mountain lake with a radius of almost several miles, and all the rocks and bones around the mountain lake are large and small, as well as trees and bones that have been dead for an unknown number of years.

No one knows what is going on, because whether it is people or things close to this mountain and lake, they will die unconsciously, and naturally no one will know that under this mountain and lake, there is actually a huge magic circle that covers the entire bottom of the lake, and even the entire Yin Mountain.

At the bottom of the mountain lake, countless lines outline the strange mysterious lines at the bottom of the lake, including all the mountains and lakes in a radius of several miles, and the center of the magic circle is a pitch-black sarcophagus, the sarcophagus is vertically inserted in the soil at the bottom of the lake, half in the inside, half in the outside.

This scene, which has not changed for thirteen years, has changed abruptly at a certain moment.

The magic circle at the bottom of the lake began to slowly tremble, and the rich spiritual light patterns converged towards the center, and gradually followed the trajectory and sank into the sarcophagus, not only the light patterns of the formation, but also the dark red lake water, which gradually converged into a terrifying vortex and began to surge towards the sarcophagus.

It seems that after a long time, and it seems that there is only a moment of effort, the formation at the bottom of the lake completely disappears, and along with the magic circle, there is also the dark red lake that was originally full of thousands of pours, and the only one left is a black sarcophagus inserted upside down at the bottom of the lake, and after a long time, it moved strangely.

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On a school field in the border city, a middle-aged man in leather armor held his hands behind his back, and his dark eyes stared at dozens of teenagers about ten years old standing side by side below.

In their hearts, the martial artist in front of them may be even more feared than the father at home.

"On the way of cultivation, the creation of heaven and earth achieves oneself, the external cultivation of the body and the inner cultivation of the spiritual element, and the unity of the inner and outer veins of the palace can achieve the supreme avenue. ”

"And the beginning of cultivation is to condense the pattern of life. The man's gaze swept over the faces of many teenagers, and he paused for a moment before he said, "The Spirit Pattern, also known as the Destiny Pattern, can be regarded as the key given by God to a person to open the door to cultivation, which is not only an innate endowment, but also the power of the life soul. ”

When the man said this, the two fingers of his right hand wiped from his forehead, and he saw a dark light suddenly flashing on the man's forehead, and three twisted lines appeared in the position of the spiritual platform, like a rock engraved on the forehead.

"Cultivation is to extract the power of heaven and earth and turn it into one's own spiritual element, but if you want to absorb the power of heaven and earth, you must rely on the life pattern. Therefore, thousands of years ago, the predecessors of the Terran found a way to condense the power of the soul and turn it into a cultivation of the Destiny Pattern, and found the path closest to the Great Dao, which achieved the prosperity of the Terran cultivators today. ”

"Of course, everyone has the power of the life and soul, but not everyone can condense the life pattern, even if someone can condense the life pattern, but also under the influence of innate talent or acquired cultivation, the condensed life pattern has a high and low level, even if ordinary people can condense the life pattern, it is only the most inferior pattern, that is, a destiny pattern. ”

"A person with excellent talent may be able to condense two life lines, or even three ......" The man pointed to the center of his eyebrows, where the three lines intersected with each other, and under the deliberate appearance, they exuded a faint halo.

"Teacher, can a cultivator condense three life patterns at most?" asked a little guy timidly.

"Of course it's more than that...... the man paused, and his tone was full of regret and sighs, "The destiny pattern represents the number of the destiny, and the destiny of heaven has been extremely nine since ancient times, so it is natural that it can condense nine destiny patterns at most." ”

The leather-armored man breathed a sigh of relief, "But the best life pattern is just a rumor, I have lived for so many years, and I have never heard of anyone who has the talent to condense the polar pattern." Not to mention our border city, even if it is the most outstanding genius in Langya County, it can only condense the seven patterns of heavenly products. ”

"Tianpin?" muttered a child, a little confused.

"Well, the heavenly product, under the three lines is the life pattern of human character, under the six lines is the life pattern of the earth, and above the six lines, it is the life pattern of the heavenly product. The male martial artist waved his hand, as if to disperse the children.

"Let's all go back, the city lord is refining the soul-attracting incense in the past two days, and in a few days I will be ready to open the life door for you, and the power of the soul-attracting soul will condense the life pattern, I hope that the cultivation during this period of time can make you achieve something, and there will be a few more spirits at that time." ”

"But Teacher Shi Yan, I heard that it is becoming more and more difficult for our border city to condense the power of life and soul, and there were only nine people who condensed the life pattern in the whole year last year, is it really like others say, our Kaiyang City is not suitable for cultivation?" The previous immature voice sounded again, and although there was a trace of fear on his face, a young man about eight or nine years old standing at the front still mustered up the courage to ask the doubts in his heart.

"I've also heard that our border city is a cursed city......"

"Shut up!" The man, known as Teacher Shi Yan, had a sharp voice, and Sen Ran's eyes directly made the young man's face pale, and he lowered his head and swallowed the words he was about to say.

Shi Yan fell silent, and after a while, he looked away and landed in the direction outside the city.

There is a vast Yin Mountain that stretches for hundreds of miles, which was originally all that the people of the border city relied on to survive.

But since more than ten years ago, Yinshan has gradually become an ominous place in the mouth of the hunters of the border city, gloomy and gloomy mountains that do not see the sun all year round, wild beasts that have become more and more rare in the mountains, and the dark red strange mountains and lakes in the mountains.

And the most important thing is those hunters who will disappear in the Yin Mountain from time to time, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Most of the people in the border city make a living from hunting, and if there is no support from the resources in the Yin Mountain, most of the people in the border city will starve to death. So for so many years, except for those who could afford to leave this place, the rest of the people had to gamble with their lives, hoping not to let some weirdness fall on them.

It's been thirteen years, and the big Xuanbian City, which was prosperous and famous, is almost an empty city today. This kind of day, when is it a head?

Shi Yan's eyes dimmed slightly, and he sighed in his heart.

Not far away, a little girl in a burlap skirt turned out of the alley, hurriedly glanced at Shi Yan, and then turned around and walked straight out of the city. The man's brow furrowed slightly.

"Xiao Yue'er, are you going out of the city?"

The little girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and when she heard Shi Yan's question, she paused, her face was a little anxious, but she still nodded.

"It's getting dark, it's dangerous to go out of the city at this time, hurry home. ”

"No, I can't. The little girl looked a little afraid of Shi Yan, but she still shook her head insistically, "My father went out to hunt in the morning, and said that he would come back at noon, but there is no news so far, I am worried that he is in danger, I will go to find him!"

"Brother Xiao went to Yinshan?" Shi Yan's face changed slightly.

"That's right, the family is about to run out of rice, and my father said that he went up the mountain to pick some herbs, and if he was lucky, he might be able to hit one or two beasts, and then he would be able to change some rice noodles......

"That stupid person, don't you know that Yinshan is dangerous, how many people have disappeared for so many years, and he still can't remember much!" Shi Yan couldn't help but scold, "He's an ordinary person, didn't he go to Yinshan without permission to find death?"

The little girl's face turned even paler, and she didn't care about listening to Shi Yan's words anymore, so she ran out of the city with the hem of her sackcloth skirt. If the city gate is closed after a while, she will have no way to get out even if she wants to.

A strong wind swept by, Shi Yan stretched out his hand to stop in front of the little girl, and said with a grim face, "Yinshan is not a place where you can go for a little girl, you go back for the time being, I will go out of the city to see by myself, if nothing happens, I will bring your father back!"

The little girl looked at Shi Yan, her seemingly weak body was straight.

"Uncle Shi Yan, I'll go with you, I'll go with you to find Daddy and come back......"

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