After sworn worship, gods want to worship heaven and earth

Heavenly King Ye Wei left Ye Mansion to carry out military duties, and when he came back, it was already three months later.

Hurrying all the way back, feeling dizzy for no reason, Ye Wei shook his head, at this moment, the guard reported:

"Your Highness! There is a letter from you—"

"Bring it up."

Ye Wei opened it and saw that it was his master's handwriting. There were only eight cursive characters in the letter:

"Teacher is in trouble, come back quickly."

Ye Wei was so frightened that he didn't have time to go back to Ye Mansion, and immediately ran to the teacher's gate.

In Daoyuan Pavilion, the battle of shooting Yi is being held, and the disciples of each division are trying their best to compare arrows with each other.On the Qilin stage, his master held the wine jar with one hand and the copper coins with the other:

"Ye Wei! My good apprentice is back, Mr. Guanji, look, I'm sure I'll win today's game!"

Ye Wei was helpless: "Master..."

He respected Chang Jun as his master, but he didn't care about mundane affairs. He just had two hobbies: one is good at wine, and the other is gambling. After drinking, he loves to gamble even more.You have to make a bet before everything, only bet on a string of copper coins, the money is small money, but the face of the master is a big face, today, the master must be betting with other masters on which one is the first, and seeing that he is about to lose, Move him back to the rescue.

"Mr. Chang." Mr. Guan Ji stretched out his hand, grabbed the bunch of copper coins, and said with a smile, "Xiao Wei has already become a heavenly king, and you, a master, still hold on to him. It's outrageous. Little Wei, you are not allowed to shoot arrows, and if you shoot, it will not count as your points."

"Why don't you count! Be a teacher for one day and be a teacher for life. Xiao Wei is my disciple. You still want to drive him out of the sect for me? Xiao Wei! Come here, I will leave the important matter of saving the sect to you today." !"

"Master, you should gamble less, otherwise, every day in this sect is a moment of life and death."

Ye Wei smiled and stretched out his hand to help the drunken master.Liao Changjun held his hand and said with emotion:

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time as a teacher, are you still busy with military affairs?"

"It's okay, I can bear it."

Suddenly, Ye Wei felt a small thing stuffed in his hand.

——It is a storage ring.

Chang Jun was so drunk that he suddenly opened his eyes and winked mischievously at him.

"Master..." Ye Wei reminded in a low voice, he knew that the master had always favored him, and gave him all kinds of rare treasures and spiritual materials for cultivating the Tao. Weizheng went back to the fortress, the master immediately withdrew his hand, drunk again, leaned back slantly, fell back to Guan Jijun, picked up the jug, raised his head and took a big gulp:

"Go, go, hurry up and shoot arrows. I only give you a quarter of an hour. If you don't win back, I won't let you go as a teacher."

Ye Wei had no choice but to accept Master's kindness, bowed his head and said, "Yes, Master!"

Seeing that the master-student pair had a chance to win, Guan Ji-jun couldn't help pouring cold water on him: "Xiao Wei, do you know how many points your master has fallen? What can you do for a quarter of an hour?"

Ye Wei turned his head and smiled: "I can win."

Right now, the disciple of Lord Guan Ji is the first, and Ye Wei's disciple is the second, with a difference of 570 and two points.

For a quarter of an hour, Ye Wei had to score 38 points per minute on average to recover.Guan Jijun picked up the tea and took a sip lightly. He wanted to see how Chang Jun's favorite student turned the world around.

Ye Wei carried the arrow basket on his back, and rode there. There was a green grassland in Daoyuan Pavilion, and there were many targets on the grass. All the disciples of the masters shot arrows on the grass. The closer they got to the target, the higher the points, and they continued to accumulate, competing for the highest score. division door.

In the grassland arena, you can hinder other disciples at will, interfere with their archery, and prevent them from scoring.Therefore, when the battle of shooting Yi starts, there will be horses and bows and arrows. If a disciple with strong ability can grab the fastest horse and the best bow and arrow, he will get twice the result with half the effort and win glory for his master.

Ye Wei took a rough look. After he left the teacher, his junior brother Zhao Cheng was the most capable, and he was also the one who earned the most points for the school at this time.

But he didn't know that his younger brother was unlucky in his appearance, so he only grabbed a worn-out bow and arrow.

Zhao Cheng was galloping on the grass with his horse, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, there was a figure of Ye Wei behind the grass tip blown by the breeze!

He reined in his horse and looked back, thinking that his eyes were dazzled, and in this gap, he was instantly surrounded by disciples from other sects, and the colorful spiritual hood blocked his vision: "Zhao Cheng, don't even think about shooting magic arrows now. "

Zhao Cheng's face was indifferent, and he hated himself for shooting the magic arrow too early, otherwise the senior brother would have seen it. This year was his first official shooting of the magic arrow.

In the war of divine arrows and shooting Yi, in addition to the disciples scrambling for targets on the grassland, there is also a kind of sky target floating in the sky of the entire triple sky.The first sky target is above the Daoyuan Pavilion at the westernmost point, and then it is spread out one by one to the east, each target is more than a hundred miles away, and it is spread all the way to the bell temple at the easternmost point, a total of nine sky targets.Each student has two chances to shoot divine arrows. For each arrow that breaks through a sky target, one hundred points will be added.

The sky target is too high and too far away. It is impossible to hit it with only the naked eye and arm strength. It depends on spiritual detection and spiritual power to send the arrow. A spiritual power will support the little bamboo arrow soaring upwards and hit the sky target. If you want to More points, but also to support it to shoot through the sky target, fly a hundred miles away, shoot the next sky target, and then fly... It is difficult to reach the sky.

Zhao Cheng was annoyed that he didn't get a good bow and arrow at the start of the match.He practiced for a whole year for today's battle of shooting Yi, Ye Wei left the teacher, that is to say, he became the most dazzling existence in the school, if the senior brother can do it, so can he.Normally, when Zhao Cheng performed his best, he could hit the eighth target, which happened to be Ye Wei's record back then.

But because the bows and arrows he got were too bad, today he only broke through five levels of sky targets!

"Brother Zhao is amazing!"

"Brother Zhao is too strong, five hundred points!"

The ignorant disciples still respected and praised him.Zhao Cheng secretly squeezed the bow in his hand.Five hundred points is not enough to open the distance.Soon, someone from the opponent's sect shot through the six-level sky target, adding 500 points at once, and their advantage disappeared. When Ye Wei came, they were already more than [-] points behind the opponent.

When Zhao Cheng shot that divine arrow, he consumed too much spiritual power, and he was unable to shoot another arrow to turn the tide.

At this time, Ye Wei came so late, there was no bow and arrow long ago, and there was no good horse in the stable. He rode a lame horse with empty hands, standing outside the pasture, surrounded by the disciples of Lord Guanji, only As soon as Ye Wei enters the arena, he will be surrounded to death, even if he has a hundred thousand magical powers, he will not be able to use it.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wei rode a lame horse, but he refused to enter the pasture.

The other master provocatively said:

"Senior Brother Ye, why don't you enter the venue?"

"Yeah, we didn't catch up with Senior Brother Ye when we entered school. We have heard about the name for a long time, and we just meet today. Come on, come on—"

They are said to be Daoyuan Pavilion's disciples, and they usually get along well, and they can also be called brothers and sisters. It's just that the distance between them is close, and I have experienced it myself.

Ye Wei smiled, ignored them, turned his head and waved to Zhao Cheng familiarly: "Junior brother! Lend me a bow and arrow!"

As he spoke, a spiritual thought struck, engulfing Zhao Cheng's bow and arrow——

The little disciple next to him was about to shout, saying that Brother Zhao's bow and arrow are not good, and asked Brother Ye to use another person's bow and arrow!

Zhao Cheng naturally thought of this point, he originally wanted to prevent Ye Wei from taking his bow and arrow, but for some reason, a thought quickly slipped through his mind, and his hand consciously let go...

The broken bow and arrow was delivered to Ye Wei.

Zhao Cheng swallowed, and peeked at Ye Wei, the quality of a bow and arrow can only be known after it has been shot.The senior brother sat on the horse and was vigorously picking up his bow and arrows, but he didn't find anything.

The hostile teacher was taken aback: "Senior Brother Ye, this is... planning to shoot a magic arrow without entering the arena?"

All the disciples were shocked when they heard this.

Masters have blessed this grass field with a space folding circle. It seems that it only covers an area of ​​[-] miles, but in fact it is [-] miles long, allowing hundreds of students to ride their horses comfortably here.

Therefore, when shooting a divine arrow, the horse usually gallops to the edge of the meadow, and then shoots——

In this way, it is very close to the first level of the sky target, which can greatly save spiritual energy.

If you stand outside the pasture and shoot a divine arrow, you must first use your spiritual power to support the arrow to fly three hundred miles across the pasture, and then start to break through the first level of the sky target.

The disciples of the same master on the grassland all shouted: "Senior Brother Ye! Absolutely no way, how much spiritual power is wasted for nothing? You come in, we will protect you!"

As the wind blew across the field, millions of green grass suddenly bowed their heads.

Ye Wei rode a crippled horse, held a broken bow and arrow, chuckled lightly, and without speaking, drew the bow and arrow casually, without waiting for everyone's reaction:

"Whoosh-"

An arrow has been shot.

The little broken arrow fluttered in the wind, flying three hundred miles with one arrow.

"clang--"

The first level of the sky target, broken.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The arrow passed through the sky of the third heaven like white lightning, breaking through three barriers in a row.

When Zhao Cheng heard the fifth sound of "Dang", he bit his lower lip, trying to pass him.

The other disciples rejoiced: "Great, breaking the sixth level of the sky target, [-] points, tied!"

It's not over yet.

If the divine arrow flies to the point where its spiritual power is exhausted, the spiritual array in the pasture will make a hissing sound to call it back.

But none of them heard that voice now.

Senior Brother Ye's magic arrow is still flying...

At this time, the sky targets were too far away to hear the sound of them breaking, and no one knew how many levels the arrow had penetrated, but everyone was waiting, waiting.

On the grassland, there is silence, only the wind whistling.

Zhao Cheng pinched the rein, his palms sweating slightly.It's been a bit too long, with the speed of the senior brother's arrows, he can fly another two hundred, no, three hundred miles in this time, if the spiritual power on the arrow is not exhausted...isn't it exhausted?

"clang----!"

At this moment, suddenly, everyone heard a bell.

In the evening breeze of the setting sun, the ancient clock is melodious, one sound and another sound.

The easternmost and last target is the Bell Temple.

Nine-level sky target, broken with one arrow.

Master Chang Jun was drunk on the unicorn platform, propped his head, squinted his eyes, and watched the bell with a sip of wine: "How long have you not heard it?"

Guan Jijun smiled: "It's been too long. It took hundreds of years for such a person to emerge. I'm the loser, and I'm convinced."

All the disciples on the grassland fell into madness:

"Brother..."

"...Senior Brother! Senior Brother! Senior Brother Ye——!!!"

How many years did it take for Daoyuan Pavilion to produce a nine-target king!And Ye Wei didn't even enter the pasture, he flew [-] miles in advance, plus [-] miles with nine targets, that's [-] miles with one arrow!

The disciples of the master sect rushed over, and even the disciples of the other sects also rushed over: "Senior Brother Ye!! Be worshiped by the younger brother!!!"

Ye Wei rode on a lame horse, and quickly limped away.

In the contest of shooting Yi, Master Ye Wei won.

On the Qilin stage, Liao Changjun happily snatched the string of copper coins and stuffed them into his purse, watching Ye Wei's shadow from afar:

"I knew that kid could do it. He practiced hard every day in the competition of shooting Yi, but in the end he could only break the eighth level, which made him depressed for a long time."

Mr. Guanji picked up the wine glass and toasted him: "Your apprentice has a bright future."

"Oh, I'm afraid, he has been so smooth since he was a child, and one day he will... Hey, come on! Don't say bad things, you lose today, drink with me, and you won't return if you don't get drunk!"

It was a great victory for the master, a happy event, Zhao Cheng suddenly said: "It's rare for senior brother to come back, why don't we take this opportunity to get together."

That night, the Zhao family set up a banquet for [-] tables.

Ye Wei couldn't refuse the master's banquet, so he had no choice but to send out the little phoenix to send a note to his family.

The little bird took off from the palm, turned around, dragged its colorful long tail feathers, and flew towards Ye Mansion.

Ye family, young master's house.

Yan Lin was busy in the small kitchen.He looks forward to the stars and the moon, counts on his fingers every day, and his brother is finally coming back!

The heat was steaming, and Yan Lin happily opened the pot, which was full of snow glutinous rice balls, like a nest of little white rabbits, sweet and glutinous, he happily cut off the leaves, and put the ears on the little rabbits.

"Huh? Are you making snow glutinous rice balls? Didn't our young master say that he doesn't like this?"

Yan Lin turned his head and smiled, but didn't speak.

The snow glutinous rice ingredients are perishable and not easy to preserve. Ye Wei felt sorry for the chefs in the small kitchen who stayed up all night and braved the snow to go to the fairy mountains to pick them, so he lied to them that he didn't like this dish anymore, and he shouldn't make this dish in the future.But Yan Lin knew that his elder brother loved to eat.

When his brother comes back, he will give him a surprise!

Yan Lin stuffed the Xuenuo ball in the pot to keep it warm.After washing his hands, he washed his face worryingly, and looked at his own face carefully, fearing that it was not good-looking enough to make his brother like it.

Yes, you need to change into a nice dress.

Yan Lin opened the cupboard and excitedly chose clothes, not knowing what to wear to make his brother look at him more often.After picking and choosing, she finally picked out a white dress with a peach blossom embroidered on the left sleeve.

He remembered that his brother praised the dress as beautiful, as cute as snow, especially the peach blossom, which was the finishing touch.

Yan Lin put on beautiful clothes, brought out the snowy glutinous rabbit, and sat at the table, begging for the arrival of his beloved, with his eyes searching everywhere, afraid that he might miss something, which would make this long-awaited reunion less than perfect.

The sky outside the window was quiet and cold, a clean dark blue, with a small white crescent moon drawn on the horizon.After Yan Lin cut the lanterns, the room was glowing with warm light. He sat at the table, praying, waiting, waiting, waiting...

Waited for a note:

The younger brother treats guests and won't come back for dinner.

Yan Lin tightened his fingertips, and a crease suddenly appeared on the note written by his brother. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, smoothed the paper written by his brother little by little, and slowly touched the words written by his brother with his fingertips. as face.

He put the finished snow glutinous rice balls back into the pot to heat up, and continued to wait.wait ah wait...

At the banquet in the Zhao residence, disciples from all walks of life came to toast Ye Wei in turn, and Ye Wei would not refuse anyone who came, and threw them to the party one by one.Seeing that the banquet was almost over, he withdrew to leave, but was bumped into by his junior brother at the turning corridor.

Zhao Cheng: "Brother, are you leaving?"

Ye Wei: "Well, the family is still waiting..."

"Brother! Can you...can you... teach me how to shoot an arrow?"

Zhao Cheng clenched his fists. He hadn't asked his senior brother for advice for a long time. He and Ye Weiju are the roots of fire spirits. It is inevitable that they will be compared. Of course, he will always be the one to set off.He was not reconciled, he held his breath in his heart, he didn't want his senior brother to point him out, he wanted to surpass his senior brother.

But... It's probably impossible for him to work behind closed doors and not learn from others. Ye Wei has been a teacher for a year, and his cultivation has greatly increased.

Ye Wei knew that his junior had only shot the Wuguan sky target today, so he probably felt very uncomfortable, but he was also very embarrassed at this moment: "Junior, can we do it another day? I will..."

Zhao Chengjiu was in the aristocrats, and he was used to hearing adults speak in an official tone. Another day, this word is almost equivalent to never. Don't think about it, he hurriedly said:

"…I see."

Zhao Cheng pursed his lips, bowed his head and saluted, and wanted to leave immediately.

Ye Wei clicked his tongue, knowing that the child was in trouble again, he stepped forward to stop Zhao Cheng: "Just today, just today, brother, I made a mistake, I'm fine tonight, I only have something to do tomorrow night, let's go, let's practice archery .”

In the young master's courtyard of the Ye family, there was a person who was still waiting. When the little phoenix who delivered the letter outside the window came again, he chirped twice and dropped another note:

Teacher and younger brother shoot arrows, I will go back later.

Yan Lin looked at it over and over again, took out a treasure box from the closet, and carefully put the note written by his brother into it.

I don't know when my brother will come back, and I'm afraid it will be late at night, and a little snow glutinous rice balls may not be enough for my brother, so I have to make more.

Yan Lin got into the small kitchen and started tinkering, unknowingly made four dishes and one soup, put them in the pot and waited for Ye Wei to come back.

"Brother."

Zhao Mansion, bamboo forest under the moon.Zhao Cheng pulled Ye Wei:

"It's too late, you've had another drink, or you can stay here, I'll get someone to deliver hangover soup to senior brother."

Ye Wei looked at the moon in the sky, and suddenly thought of the complicated rules of the Ye family. When he returned as the young master, according to the ancestral law, all the servants had to get up to pick him up. Now it was midnight, and he would not let him go back like this. people sleep...

Ye Wei sighed, and replied, "Okay."

Ye Fu

Tonight, there is a sleepless person who waits, waits, and waits until the moon is sinking in the west, and the little phoenix who delivers the letter stops on the window sill. With a puff, he spits out a piece of light paper to Yan Lin, and smashes it on the tip of Yan Lin's heart:

It's too late, I'll sleep at my junior's house first, and I won't come back.

Yan Lin picked up the piece of paper and looked at it over and over again:

Not coming back, not coming back.

He lowered his head and smelled it. The fragrance of paper, ink, and a bit of inexplicable cold plum fragrance were his brother's breath, and it dissipated after he sniffed it like this.

Yan Lin got up, went back to the kitchen, opened the pot, and poured out all the vegetable soups he had prepared. The snowy glutinous rice balls that were warming in the pot had turned black because no one had eaten them for a long time. If this food is not eaten within three hours, it will completely rot.Yan Lin scooped up the Xuenuo rabbits and threw them one by one into the stove.

Late at night, all the servants in the young master's courtyard were asleep. He lightly carried the pot to the sink, and rinsed his hands with cold water. Holding a small brush, Yan Lin began to vigorously brush the blackened glutinous rice sticking to the pot Rice scars, over and over again.

The author has something to say: Yan Bingjiao Lin

aggravated condition