In the ancient land, the demons are all over the wilderness, the demons hunt the human race wantonly, and the human race is weak.

In the first year of Taichu, a sacred mountain fell from the sky, and the four big characters of "Heavenly Dao Zhaoran" were written on it, and the three ancestors of the human race viewed the sacred mountain, created supernatural powers, and established eighty-one holy courtyards to educate all sentient beings, and finally became the mighty luck of the human race, and competed with the demons to dominate the world.

The human race is immortal, and the avenue is eternal!

Qingyue City, Nanxingyuan.

With the end of the last spring rain, Qingyue City ushered in another summer!

The slightly hot weather made many classes of students in Nanxing Academy drowsy, but the students of the third class of the junior high school were all in high spirits, and their eyes were round, staring intently at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in white dress on the podium.

"The martial arts road is full of hardships, just the apprentice is divided into ten stars, cultivate to ten stars, in order to become a martial artist, break through the martial arts, is the three yuan realm of Ning Yuan, Gui Yuan, Shen Yuan, it is not easy to reach the three yuan realm, if someone is extremely talented, break through the three yuan realm, you can become the emperor who guards the road of luck of the human race, there are only thirty-six emperors in the history of my human race, continue to go up, understand the avenue of heaven and earth, create supreme supernatural powers, you can achieve saints, but for thousands of years, there are only three people!"

"In addition to tens of thousands of supernatural powers, my human race also has supreme divine patterns and brute bone dao weapons, which are the race blessed by the Heavenly Dao. Now, let's talk about the Divine Pattern!"

The girl in the white dress stood on the podium, her clear and transparent eyes swept over the students who were sitting in danger, and her light and elegant voice was like a clear spring flowing, crisp and pleasant.

The girl's name is Lin Ziyan, a student of the genius class of the South Star Academy, she is only fifteen years old, but she is about to become a real martial artist, and to be able to achieve such an achievement at her age is simply demonic.

Moreover, Miss Ziyan is the proud protégé of the vice president of Nanxing Academy, such a proud girl of the sky is teaching here today as a substitute teacher!

"If the supernatural power is compared to words, then the divine pattern is a stroke, only by comprehending the divine pattern and mastering the stroke, can you write words and cultivate supernatural powers!"

"The Triple Tide Palm is a low-level spiritual power composed of thirty-six basic divine patterns, and today I will mainly tell you about the first three of these thirty-six divine patterns!"

She took a few steps forward and looked at the students talking eloquently.

The purple luster of the hair is scattered behind him like a waterfall, the crystal beads made of gold thread hang a bundle of purple hair on the side of the ear, the classical white silk long skirt outlines the upper body exquisitely, the front end of the sleeves reveals half of the white jade-like arm, and the slender wrist hangs a silver bracelet without any decoration, the temperament is elegant, like a fairy lotus on the top of the snow-capped mountain that is not stained with dust.

With a stunning appearance, a mysterious background, and a disciple of the vice president of Nanxing, and he is already a ten-star apprentice, he is about to become a great martial artist, such an identity undoubtedly makes these children in the third class of the junior high school admire.

The structure of the divine pattern is extremely complex and cumbersome, but Lin Ziyan is handy, and accurately wrote out the three divine patterns, after writing, she turned to look at the students, and when she turned around, the ** part of the shoulder and neck of the long skirt faintly revealed the beautiful neck and clearly visible collarbone, and the skirt flowed like moonlight, and a smile exuded a heart-pounding charm.

Most of the children in the third class of the junior high school were about twelve or thirteen years old, and their faces were still childish, and they sat respectfully one by one, looking at Miss Ziyan with admiration and admiration in their eyes.

"Miss Ziyan is so beautiful!"

"I must become a martial artist and kill the demon barbarian side by side with Miss Ziyan!"

This is undoubtedly the voice of most boys, and being able to kill demons side by side with Miss Ziyan is definitely something that countless people yearn for all their lives.

At this time, at the back of the classroom, a slightly thin teenager was in a daze, he was sitting at the back of the classroom, blocked by the previous teenagers, and almost no one noticed him. His eyebrows are delicate, although he is not particularly handsome, but he is also well-defined, and his deep eyes are shining with a smart look.

Ye Wei was originally a person with a very low sense of existence, whether it was in this class or in the family, Zhihai was only a red-level person, and almost no one would pay attention to him. He vaguely remembered the disappointed expressions of the elders of the family when they knew that he only had a red-level knowledge of the sea.

"Divine Pattern...... I, Ye Wei, have no hope of becoming a martial artist in my life, so what's the use of learning the Divine Pattern? Without Yuan Force, I can't even draw the Divine Pattern!"

A self-deprecating wry smile tugged at the corner of Ye Wei's mouth, thinking of the test results before stepping into the South Star Academy, he couldn't help but shake his palm fiercely, and the green tendons on the back of his hand loomed.

The talent of knowing the sea is divided into seven levels: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, Ye Wei's talent is the weakest red-level knowledge of the sea, even if he works hard, he will become a tenth-level apprentice at most, and there is no hope of becoming a martial artist.

"I was bullied and ridiculed in the academy, and no one cared about me in the family!"

"I, Ye Wei, also want to be a genius like Miss Ziyan, and I also want to be a martial artist who is valued by the family like my cousin Ye Chong, and I also want to be the pride of the family, and I want to be looked up to, but ...... Why is the reality so cruel!"

Ye Wei buried too much unwillingness in his heart, he had tried countless times, and even tried such a dangerous thing as breaking through the sea of knowledge, but all failed.

Years of penance, but in the end nothing was gained, and this kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can endure.

Although Ye Wei never gave up, the reality could not be changed.

Ye Wei pursed his lips slightly, a faint bitterness lingered in his heart, his fingers unconsciously flicked around on the table, and he had no intention of listening to the lecture at all. On the desk in front of him lay a book made of kraft paper, which was very worn, as if it had been burned by fire, and was covered with scorched marks.

On the cover of the book, a majestic green mountain soars into the sky, towering high.

There seem to be a few vague big characters on the Qingshan Mountain, although it is not clear what is written, but there is a faint sense of grandeur rushing to the face.

This dilapidated ancient book was picked up by Ye Wei from the garbage heap in the basement of the family, and it is rumored that the former Ye family was extremely powerful, it was the emperor's family, and the ancestors were strong at the emperor's level, but the glorious past has long been annihilated in the dust of history...... The current Ye family, Qingyue City, which is extremely inconspicuous on the western border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is only a second-rate family!

Ye Wei unconsciously stroked the cover of this shabby ancient book, which had a rough texture, giving people an indescribably strange feeling.

What Ye Wei didn't know was that when he was stroking the dilapidated ancient book, a strange invisible force was spreading rapidly around his fingers, like ripples on the surface of the water.

Ye Wei yawned, suddenly felt very sleepy, his eyelids became more and more unsupportable, and in a trance, he lay on the dilapidated ancient book and fell asleep.

Ye Wei fell into a long dream!

This is a long, long dream, Ye Wei dreamed of a towering green mountain, pine and cypress luxuriant, concentrating, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of mysterious lines fluctuating on the mountain, suddenly, the entire green mountain shattered, turned into a Dao Flame Divine Stone, one of the divine stones bombarded towards Ye Wei, those mysterious lines on the divine stone seemed to be alive, crazy drill into Ye Wei's mind, and then all kinds of divine pattern knowledge suddenly exploded in his mind, which made Ye Wei have a headache.

The green mountains on the dilapidated ancient book quietly disappeared at some point......

The worn-out pages of the book turned to ashes and dissipated without a trace.