After sworn worship, gods want to worship heaven and earth

At that time, the young Ye Wei looked at the word "wife" in his palm and was speechless.

A good man has ambitions everywhere, and his ambition is soaring. He never thought that he would talk to his younger brother about so many important events in the world, the art of war, and the law of war. This kid only wants to find a wife.

"Okay, it's a good dream to have a wife and children on the kang. Tell my brother, which family do you like? Brother will help you match."

Yan Lin lowered his head in silence, then raised it up suddenly, and stared at him straight.

Ye Wei didn't understand what he meant, leaned over and asked him with a smile: "What do you want me to do?"

Xiao Yanlin groaned, rushed over with red ears, put his arms around Ye Wei's neck, rubbed his fluffy head against his brother's neck, and refused to speak.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask."

Ye Wei only thought that Yan Lin was young and shy, patted his immature shoulder, and stopped asking questions.

I never asked again.

The unspoken answers back then were digested in the passing years.Now that Ye Wei recalled it again, he was suddenly a little curious, who did Xiao Yanlin want to marry as his wife?

The night was deep, and in the Nine Heavens, Yan Lin huddled on the wooden bed of the Sanwei Xian, with the quilt folded, closely watching his brother's movements, and the dharma world flowed around the bed.A few of Ye Wei's roommates were sleeping soundly, completely oblivious to the God of the Three Realms standing next to them.

Yan Lin saw Ye Wei put on the storage ring, walked out of the Buddhist hall and slipped towards the backyard.The whole Ye family was busy catching frogs and couldn't take care of themselves. Ye Yue was the new young master, his subordinates were dissatisfied, the scheduling was not good, and there was a lot of noise and chaos everywhere.As soon as Ye Wei stepped into the gate of the backyard, he saw an officer grabbing Wang Zheng:

"Where did you come from? Who told you to stay here!"

Wang Zheng: "Uh, the garbage sorting fairy from Nine Heavens, don't you want to sort garbage?"

"There's no room to separate garbage now! Hurry up and go back to your Nine Heavens!"

It is not appropriate for Ye Mansion to stay any longer, Ye Wei hurriedly stepped forward and dragged Wang Zheng away, and the two ran all the way to the ladder.Ye Wei took out the golden key, the golden door opened, the phoenix sang, the ladder slid down the jade track, and fell to the fourth heaven in a short while.

Wang Zheng: "Why are you running in such a hurry?"

Ye Wei didn't say a word, just stared at the changes outside the door, falling to the fifth heaven.

According to the memory of the previous life, tomorrow, Yan Lin will be pushed into the Infernal Prison by Ye Yue, the superior young master.But he couldn't find Xiao Yanlin in Ye Mansion no matter what.The only possible explanations are:

Something went wrong in this life, and Yan Lin was pushed down ahead of time.

Ye Wei clenched his fists secretly, Xiao Yanlin was helpless, he didn't even know spells, so he was thrown like this...

Yan Lin, who was far away in Jiuchongtian, looked at Ye Wei intently, and frowned slightly. He couldn't figure out what his brother was thinking, what he wanted to do, who he wanted to find?

"Quack."

The ladder began to enter the sixth heaven, Infernal Prison, all ghosts screamed, roared and rushed up, scratching and knocking on the door, making harsh noises.

Wang Zheng was taken aback when he came, but this time he is used to it, knowing that the door of the ladder is as solid as gold, and even the ghosts screaming outside can't rush in, but Ye Wei suddenly said:

"Don't be afraid later, it will pass soon. You should go back to your room early to sleep when you reach Jiuchongtian."

Wang Zheng: "Huh?"

When it was too late, then hurry up, Ye Wei inserted the golden key into the door, turned it——

The impregnable door of the heavenly ladder is open!

"Ye Wei!" Wang Zheng yelled.

Outside is the blood-colored sky and the bone desert. Thousands of ghosts and evil spirits are rushing towards them, with green faces and fangs, waving sharp claws, and they will immediately tear people to pieces.

Ye Wei stared straight at the horror that was close at hand, but another scene appeared in his mind, Xiao Yanlin who fell into the Infernal Prison shrank in his thin clothes, unbearably cold, like a small white ball, He stumbled and took two steps, but was blown down in the white desert by the wind and sand, revealing two red eyes, crying:

"Brother, brother, where are you? Brother, help me..."

Ye Wei stood silently on the edge of the golden gate of the sky ladder, overlooking this endless purgatory, suddenly, he jumped——

"I'm here to save you."

The cold wind blows, sweeping over.Ye Wei fell headlong, all the ghosts were excited, they mobbed and besieged, a wild sand was set off in the vast white desert.

The upheaval happened in an instant, Wang Zheng was dumbfounded, and by the time he realized it, Ye Wei had long since disappeared, and the two golden gates closed automatically, and he walked steadily towards Jiuchongtian.

Yan Lin in the Nine Heavens looked at it almost madly, holding the scroll with his ten fingers and almost tore it apart.He saw Xiao Yewei, the size of a thumb, falling from the sky, surrounded by hundreds of ghosts, his brother looked left and right, turned his little head around, as if looking for a breakthrough, but found nothing, weak and pitiful, at a loss.

Yan Lin didn't even think about it, pointing his fingertips at the picture scroll, and with a single movement of his divine sense, he was about to crush all the ghosts in a radius of thousands of miles to ashes, but the next moment, severe pain hit, and the cuneiform curse engraved on his ankle glowed bright red. The dazzling light and twisted mantras flowed continuously.

Warning, serious warning.

Yan Lin woke up immediately. He had used the karma mirror thousands of times to calculate, and finally found out that as long as Ye Wei realized his status as a god, the relationship between them would be completely over.But if Ye Wei never knew, they would always live in peace.

If he were to see the myriad ghosts suddenly disappear in front of his elder brother, his elder brother would definitely be suspicious.Yan Lin suppressed his burning desire to kill, for the sake of a better future for him and his brother, he must not reveal his secrets now.

In mid-air, with a strong wind, a group of dark bat ghosts flew to Ye Wei's side first, and screamed piercingly:

"Hee hee, what a handsome little brother!" Those ghosts smelled it intoxicatedly for a while, "This soul is really... so delicious! You can have a full meal today!"

Ye Wei didn't raise his eyes, his fingertips were condensed with a ball of ice blue, which was the water gas refined from the wind fairy that day, and immediately melted into a layer of water film to protect the whole body.The water vapor he cultivated was only 120 points, and immediately began to be consumed rapidly, [-] points, [-] points... He knew that his cultivation base was weak, so he had another plan in mind, he couldn't beat these ghosts, someone could beat them .

Old friend, Shura Ghost King, Xing Zhe.

In his previous life, Ye Wei was murdered by his junior brother, fell into the Infernal Hell, and was rescued by the Ghost King Shura.At that time, in the white desert snowfield, blood was running all the way, and he fell there, dying, but not dead, still unable to swallow his breath.

The dispersing fresh smell attracted countless ghosts and evil spirits, and the green-headed and long-toothed little ghosts laughed shrillly around, wanting to eat him, but they seemed to be afraid of something, so they didn't dare to open their mouths.

The wind, the knife, the frost, and the sword pressed each other severely, causing Ye Wei to lose consciousness in pain. Finally, when he was dying, he saw a small red flower.

In the white desert, the broken soul skeleton flower blooms once in a hundred years, and the red is better than the red bird.

He gave it to Xing Zhe back then.

Ye Wei dragged his remnant body forward, and the ghosts around him began to retreat one after another. He was getting closer, and the ghosts were getting further and further away.

Finally, he climbed onto the lace, and in front of him was a row of white skulls, each with a touch of red that was about to bloom.

Ye Wei stretched out his hand, grabbed the flower bud with his last strength, and tore it to pieces!

The ghosts around were startled, and retreated like a tide:

"Oh my god, this man is crazy! Those are the flowers planted by Ghost King Shura!"

"King Shura has planted it for 99 years, and the baby is terrible, and it will bloom this year! He...he dared to pull that flower?!"

Soon, a black wind billowed from far away in the white desert, and it rolled in, scaring all the ghosts to flee:

"The ghost king came to settle accounts with him! Run—!"

Shura Ghost King Xingzhe is born with the ability to make ice and fire burn all ghosts to death. He is actually the evil star among ghosts and the natural enemy of all ghosts.

Once the little ghost was caught by a monk from the fairy world and locked in a cage. It was the young man Ye Wei who secretly released him. Before he left, he gave him a pot of flowers:

"This is a desert flower offered by the world. It looks pretty when it blooms. I think you always stare at the flowers and plants. Let me give you a pot, otherwise you won't be able to see it when you go back."

In the white desert of the Infinite Prison, no grass has grown for thousands of years. The young Guisha lowered his head and stammered no more:

"Feed... those who can't live."

"You keep it pretty, it's fine if you die, it's not a valuable thing."

The little ghost Xie Xingzhe hugged it cherishedly. He lowered his head, his ebony hair covered his forehead, and his eyes darker than night were watching the flower pot.

Unexpectedly, that guy really made a living, and raised a whole row, opening a slope of broken soul flowers in the barren white desert.Ye Wei smiled, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell down on the sandy slope, his blood bubbling redder than the flowers in his hand.

At the same time, in the black wind and wild sand, in the boundless white desert of the previous life, the ghost king Shura came on the wind.

……

As long as they fall on that guy's territory, all ghosts will retreat without a fight.

At this moment, Ye Wei adjusted his direction, while reinforcing the water film, he fell steadily towards Xingzhe's territory.He had a judgment in his head, a plan in his chest, and he acted in a calm manner, but in Yan Lin's eyes, that was not the case at all. Brother Shenzun only saw that his brother who had no cultivation was crooked when the wind blew, But he still tried to make some kind of water film to protect himself, but the protective film was so fragile that it could be broken with a single poke, which caused the ghosts to burst into laughter:

"Hee hee hee, little brother, you won't last long, don't waste your efforts, come out, come out!"

The sharp ghost nails scraped across the water film severely, making the transparent thin layer extremely sunken.The bat ghost screamed excitedly, and continued to work hard, but for some reason, suddenly the membrane couldn't be pierced. Ye Weiwei raised his hand, and a wisp of water vapor blew through it, and it was restored as before.

Seventy percent, sixty percent water vapor left...

Time was running out, Ye Wei lowered his head to search carefully, and soon he saw a row of familiar fiery red, broken soul and skeleton flowers standing and swaying in the wind and sand.Ye Wei immediately turned the water film and flew towards Duanhun Slope.

"Quick! Keep up, don't let the little brother run away!"

"Stop him—don't let him run into the ghost king's territory! If you run in, you won't be able to eat it!"

All the ghosts fired together, countless pairs of skeleton ghosts stretched out their hands towards Ye Wei, but he could only push the precarious water film forward, and he was about to be caught——

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and the boundless white sand blew past. The wind direction was extremely strange.Then, Ye Wei felt the wind blowing from behind, and he was moving forward at high speed effortlessly, as if he was supported by a pair of big hands. When he opened his eyes again, he was blown down on the sandy slope, at his feet. There is a row of skeleton red flowers.

Ye Wei turned his head, only to see the ghosts behind him burst into screams:

"Run - ah -!"

Thousands of pairs of ghost eyes witnessed together, the weak little brother in front of him was standing on Duanhun Slope, and suddenly a huge statue of a god appeared behind him, towering up to the sky and frighteningly big.Under the blood-colored sky, the god statue pierced the sky, stepped on the white desert, with thousands of hands and eyes, and various law enforcement weapons, staring at them without sadness or joy. Thousands of ghosts fled before the gods like ants scattered.

Ye Wei didn't know the vision behind him, but he also thought that Xing Zhe's power would be stronger after rebirth than in his previous life, and these ghosts were afraid of this.

He shook his head with a smile, and walked along the skull flower path to find Shura Ghost King, and he must let this guy help him find his younger brother Yan Lin.

On the other side, the ghosts fled farther and farther away, and they escaped from Ye Wei's sight in a short while, away from the statue of the god who was afraid in their hearts. They just breathed a sigh of relief, and in an instant——

"puff--!"

Two puffs of sand sprayed from the knees of those ghosts, and the kneecaps melted!They staggered and fell to the ground, and soon, their limbs and bones were also deserted one after another...

In the Nine Heavens, Yan Lin closed his eyes sleepily, and twirled his thumb and index finger——

In an instant, before thousands of ghosts could utter a scream, they were crushed into a puddle of bone powder, adding another layer to the white desert.

The so-called gods are everywhere in the world, and there is no one in the three thousand worlds.

In the Infernal Prison, blood rained from the sky.

With the patter of rain, the sound of the rain was getting louder, and the boundless blood curtain fell in the boundless snow desert, blooming a blood red.Ye Wei walked to the end along the blood-red flower slope, and he saw a sand hole:

"Xingzhe—"

No one is home.

Ye Wei frowned, this is too unlucky.He is very weak now, if he wants to save his younger brother, he must borrow Xingzhe's strength.However, Wang Xingzhe, the lonely ghost in Wannianzhai's house, is not at home today.

In such a vast and endless purgatory, if he stays here for a second longer, his brother will be more dangerous. The water vapor he cultivated that day is less than forty points left. If he never meets Xing Zhe, he will be alone with this mana It is difficult for people to get out alive.

Even though he knew it would be difficult, Ye Wei would definitely come, Xiao Yanlin was the only one left, if even he, the older brother, didn't come to him, then there would really be no one.

The red rain was pouring down, and Ye Wei stood alone on Duanhun Slope, waiting.

In fact, it doesn't matter if Xingzhe really doesn't come back, he still has the storage ring he brought back from Ye Mansion, when he is really cornered, he can always think of other ways.If, if, God can make Xiao Yanlin suddenly appear in front of his eyes...

Ye Wei stopped at the beginning of this kind of adventure, there is no such coincidence in the world, it is simply impossible.The blood rain fell on the white sand, and flowers bloomed. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the small water vapor around his body turned into a blue umbrella, and it bloomed above him like a snow lotus.

The blood sky, the lonely white desert was dyed red, and the red rain fell on the lonely umbrella, penetrating into Yan Lin's heart drop by drop.

He shivered all over, like a puppy soaked in cold rain.Yan Lin couldn't read Ye Wei's heart, but he was neither blind nor deaf. He saw his elder brother risking his life and jumping into the endless purgatory. , holding an umbrella, calling another person's name:

"Xingzhe—"

Yan Lin sat on the small wooden bed where Ye Wei had slept, tightly clutching a coat that Ye Wei had worn, and suddenly put it on to cover his head.

He remembered that this person, the Asura Ghost King, was captured by people from the fairy world when he was a child, and sent to Ye Mansion for reformation, it was Ye Wei who let him go.And when Ye Wei was murdered the worst in the previous life, it was this person who saved his elder brother, on this sandy slope full of red flowers.

Coincidentally, this fiery red skull and soul-breaking flower was given to Xing Zhe by Ye Wei when the fairy world was parted.

Yan Lin couldn't take it anymore, and curled up into his brother's coat, thinking uncontrollably that after Ye Wei was rescued in his previous life, he cultivated the ghost way on this Duanhun Slope, and then led a hundred ghosts to attack the fairy world. He would talk about military affairs with Xingzhe, but his young self couldn’t understand it at all. Before his divine power was awakened, he could do nothing but just wear the beautiful clothes bought by his brother and stay at home obediently, like a fool Waiting hopelessly.

And Xingzhe can go to the battlefield, fight side by side with Ye Wei, conquer cities for him, level the world for him, and finally die for him.They laid out a big map and discussed the art of war and tactics together until dawn.

Yan Lin's heart shrank uncontrollably:

Brother, are you waiting for him?

The author has something to say: Ye Wei: Fool, I am waiting for you.