Star Pattern Record

[Mortal Stream] × [Life Stream Cultivation to Immortality] × [Array Pattern Destiny] × [Great Wilderness Group Statues] Every inch of wood hides its edge, every hand is engraved with destiny In the desolate land where sword energy corrodes bones and spiritual power is exhausted, mortals live like grass in the cracks of a cliff. His hand that holds the carving knife is more stable than that of a hoe, and rotten wood can bloom in his palm: the unicorn that drives away evil spirits in the Zhu family on West Street, the Guanyin that brings children hanging on the lintel of Po Wu's door, and even the toad that attracts wealth at Chun Niu Wonton Shop, all come from this young man's knuckles like dead branches. But Dahuang doesn't believe in gentleness. The remaining sword energy from the ancient battlefield three hundred years ago is still gnawing at living beings, and the evil spirits in the abandoned mines cry every night. When he was carving the ninety-eighth wooden statue for his frail mother, the blue steel carving knife in his arms suddenly became hot - the word "Tiangong" on the handle oozed rust like blood, as if echoing the awakening roar deep in the mine vein. "Your hands should be carving the veins of heaven and earth, not the Stove Lord!!!" The strange man in green shirt in the corner of the inn threw three copper coins, and the hexagrams were like fire and burning in the sky. Chen Feng looked down at his frostbitten hands. There were the warmth of his mother coughing up blood, the requiem coins from the iron plunger, and the heavy promise made by shopkeeper Zhou when he gave him the indigo short coat. He didn't know whether what he was about to carve with these hands was the evil-suppressing Qilin, the god-killing formation eye, or... The life mark of all living creatures struggling to survive. [Everyday narrative] ——Wherever sawdust flies, mountains and rivers are carved into the human body. Watch the young man cut through the chaos with a blunt knife, carving a path for mortals to become saints in the place where spiritual power is exhausted.