Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 97—The Cursed Composer

Panshan Avenue is surrounded by a ring, obviously a distance of a thousand feet, it is hard to pull up to tens of thousands of feet, according to the yellow face man, no matter who, want to go to the top of the mountain, must go along the Panshan Avenue, as to why The other party does not know, it may be the custom passed down thousands of years.

The two men’s feet were amazing, and they came to the top of the mountain without a fragrant time.

Looking at it, the flat tops are all over the old buildings, and there is a verdant hill on the back of the building. It is only a few feet high. A beautiful waterfall cascades down and happens to fall in a small pond in the middle of the building. There are countless splashes.

"A good place to be a show." Ye Chen secretly marveled, used to see the big city of Dashan, and now he came to this paradise on the island, which made him feel fresh.

Along the ancient stone road, Ye Chen came to the big house in the center of the building with the yellow face man.

"Homeowner, outside is a disciple of the Yunyunzong." The yellow-faced man is loud outside.

"Please come in."

The old voice came out.

It was said that Ye Chen stepped into the hall of the house.

In the first seat of the hall is an old man sitting there, about seventy years old, the skin is the same as the yellow-faced man, yellow and yellow, but not like malnutrition, it seems to be born. Sitting in the green position of the young man in his first position, it is the song that arrives first in the first step.

Qu Ming saw that Ye Chen could come to Panshan Island with a slight accident.

Going to the center of the hall, Ye Chen held his fists in both hands. "In the lower stream, Yunzi’s disciple, Ye Chen, met the master of the song."

The old man nodded. "You came to the place to receive the task list!"

"Yes."

"Well, there are two sectarian disciples who have a greater grasp of the loss of the ship."

"Ye Chen must do his best." When talking, Ye Chen took doubts and carefully perceived the old man's cultivation. He found that the other side was only the seventh layer of practicing the atmosphere. He couldn't help but say: "The song master, I am coming along the way." I found that the people of Qujia are all under the martial arts. What is going on?" He doesn't think that a family can't be born with a true martial art. Qu Ming is a good example. In the future, the other party may also enter the realm of the enemy. Become a master of Zongmen.

The old man sighed. "You should find a place to sit down first."

Ye Chen said that he was sitting in a chair opposite Qu Ming and wanted to hear what he said.

"My composer is not a person who does not have a real martial art, but a person who can't exist in the real world. Any warrior who reaches the level of solidarity, as long as he stays in Panshan Island for three months, will suddenly run into a disaster, or be attacked by a monster. Or, practicing the fire, or entering the evil, disappeared without a trace, so when Qu Ming entered the real world, I let him leave Panshan Island." The old man came.

"Is there still such a thing?" Ye Chen took a breath.

Qu Ming said faintly: "It is true. Fifteen years ago, my father was killed and died. There is no sign."

The hall was silent for a moment.

Ye Chen said again: "Then why don't you leave the Panshan Island, the outside world is very big, there will be no place for the Qu family."

"Things must start from 3,000 years ago. At that time, Gushui Lake was not called Gushui Lake, called Qinghu Lake, and our Qujia lived on the shore of Qinghu Lake. There was no Panshan Island at all. But since there are people under the Qinghu Lake, After an ancient object was found in the cave, things changed. First, a major earthquake occurred in a thousand miles. The terrain changed and a huge pit was formed. Then the thunderstorm lasted for three months, almost completely drowning the Qujia and everything around it. The sky descended an island and suppressed the cave at the bottom of Qinghu. Our ancestors thought that the gods were compassionate and gave the Qu family a living path. The family moved to the island. This island is now the Panshan Island, and the Panshan Avenue is later. Built."

After a while, the old man continued: "It’s just that things are not so simple. After moving to Panshan Island, the warriors who practiced above the regiment died in three months. At that time, they were the highest patriarchs, that is, my Qujia. The ancestors, he finally said something before he died."

“What did you say?” Ye Chen found himself deeply attracted.

The old man used all his strength and said one word at a time: "Devil, curse, these four words."

Devil, curse!

Ye Chen suddenly felt that there was a numbness behind his back and his pores were straight and vertical. These four words seemed to have great magical power, even if they were said to be shocking.

Qu Ming’s face is also not good-looking. Every time he hears these four words, he will have a kind of fear, deeply imprinted in the blood, unable to be expelled, and cannot be forgotten.

The old man said with a wry smile, "Is it terrible?"

Ye Chen did not reluctantly, nodded and said yes.

"When I heard these four words, I was even more afraid than you. I couldn’t sleep for a month. I always felt the shadows around me, like ghosts roaring, but then I was numb, because as long as I didn’t reach the real world. Our Qu family is still like a normal person and will not die for no reason."

After hearing this, Ye Chen once again looked at the old man, and the other party has not explained his previous doubts.

The old man went on to say, "We haven't thought about the relocation of the family. We just can't do it. The ancestors who died at that time let everyone move away from Panshan Island before they die. Don't stay here. Everyone else listens and separates. Three batches, preparing for a batch of departures, but what is desperate is that the first batch of people who went out only survived one after another. Others also suffered from terrible disasters, which was even worse and more horrible than those who died on Panshan Island. And the only life that survived was scared, and after returning to Panshan Island, it died within three years."

Can't leave Panshan Island? But what happened to Qu Ming, no, the only one who moved out of the first batch survived, although later died, but it was a mental breakdown and died, and the curse should not have much to do with, that is, life Only one person in Panshan Island can safely leave without being threatened by cursing. He can barely interpret it as a avenue 50. Tian Yan is a forty-nine person. One person will always leave a lifeline and will not let people go. On the road, not to mention a group of people, hundreds of thousands of people, for a moment, Ye Chen's mind flashed countless thoughts.

"In this way, in the past few decades, some young people in the ethnic group do not believe in evil, and are ready to relocate again, but the number is much smaller, only a few dozen, without exception, as long as they leave the Panshan Island five hundred miles, only one survives. Everyone else died tragically, no one can explain why." The voice of the old man was a little tired.

The whole story of the ins and outs of leaf dust has almost understood some, I really can't think of it, this beautiful place has such a terrible thing, a underwater cave, an island descending from the sky, a cursed group, the whole thing is too horrible I can't explain it. Maybe when he reaches a certain level, he will be able to solve this fan. Now he dare not act rashly, afraid of being infected with the curse of Panshan Island. At that time, it is really called that every day should not be called the ground. You can never leave Panshan Island, unless you kill the song, but he and Qu Ming are not a group of people. If you kill the other person, you may not have a way to live. It is likely to die here after three months.