After sworn worship, gods want to worship heaven and earth

Sect Master Ye rubbed the soldier talisman in his hand, and he did not panic. The other subordinate beside him seemed much calmer:

"Sovereign master, this is a great good thing. But when the young master disappeared, we sent people to investigate and finally confirmed the news... Now the situation is unknown, and the immortal way has retreated to the second heaven, but a young master suddenly appeared..."

"Sovereign! This cannot be false. Looking at the entire fairy world, who else can create such a grand fire and start a prairie fire except our young master?"

"A living puppet is also fine. There are endless magic spells in the fairy world, and there are also many forbidden spells that restrict other people's remnants and recover their mana before life. Besides, if the young master is really alive, why hasn't he communicated with his family for so long?"

"Heh, the Ye family is huge, and not everyone is looking for the young master like us."

"What do you mean?!"

"Shut up."

Zongzhu Ye interrupted them abruptly, and sighed inaudibly: "The child has grown up, and he has been outside for a long time. He doesn't like to tell his family what's going on, and he can carry it by himself. No surprise."

"What the suzerain said is very true, then it must be the young master!"

"Sovereign, the current situation of the battle is unknown, in this special period, please be careful with everything!"

Sect Master Ye was bold and careful, he thought for a while, and suddenly a thought occurred to him, and he said: "The group of human beings will hold a celebration banquet tonight."

"Yes, they won a complete victory without losing a single soldier. Our spies are here to report, and we will celebrate tonight!"

Sovereign Ye: "There are many songs and dances at the celebration banquet, and orders are given to the spies to sing, and everyone takes turns to sing a song, especially to observe how the person who calls himself Ye Wei sings, using a voice-transmitting flower. "

The two subordinates were puzzled: "...?"

Sect Master Ye: "Do you understand?"

"Sub... this subordinate will do it immediately!"

Sect Master Ye was sitting by the Yushui Flower Terrace, casually playing with the Jade Soldiers Talisman in his hand, like playing with a pearl flower.

He was reflected in the water alone, but unfortunately, Zhuhua whom he had left behind back then was no longer there.

On the night of the bonfire, during the celebration banquet, the wine was in full swing, and several people shouted to drink and sing, one song per person, standing in the middle of the bonfire and singing, Wang Zheng immediately became interested, and immediately followed:

"Come on, come on, Ye Wei, you have been fooling us for so long, you have to go up and sing today. Hey! Everyone, clap your left hand to your right hand, and the applause should be louder! Please invite our leader Ye to sing a song!"

Ye Wei: "...No, no, you young people should sing first."

Wang Zheng: "You've lived so many years and still feel ashamed to sing a song, hurry up and do one."

"Yes, leader, come one, come one, come one!"

Everyone around the bonfire booed and applauded, Ye Wei couldn't shirk it, so he had to stand up, feeling a little shy.

"Then...then I'll make a fool of myself."

The spies hiding in the banquet immediately opened the voice flower hidden in the sleeve.

Ye Wei stood in the middle of the bonfire, thinking that he hadn't opened his voice for decades, so he was still a little nervous.

In fact, he was quite fond of singing when he was a child.

His father also hired a music lawyer for him. After all, the six arts of a gentleman are etiquette, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics.Music is also essential.

Ye Wei has learned the other five arts very well, but no one is perfect...

He, singing, is very ugly.

It's not that the sound is incomplete and nonsense, it's just that as long as you open your voice, you can make people around you hear the ugly sound of wanting to commit suicide, like the devil's sharpening knife, the rhythm teacher took three classes, and almost jumped into the well.

Zongzhu Ye had no choice but to give up and not let his son learn any more temperament.

But Xiao Yewei didn't give up, moreover, he was the young master of the Ye family, the music teacher was embarrassed to tell him that his singing was really ugly, it was really ugly, and he only told him: he lacked talent.

Xiaoye thought anxiously, her talent is not enough, she will make up for it the day after tomorrow, and she needs to practice more!So Xiao Yewei, who was seven or eight years old, wore a ponytail and sang loudly in the young master's courtyard every day.

——The magic sound lingers in my ears, and it won't go away for a long time.

The maids and servants in the courtyard were so scared that they couldn't sleep for several months.

Later, when Zongzhu Ye came forward, Xiao Yewei finally found out that his singing was so terrible that he would never sing again.

Later, when Ye Wei entered Daoyuan Pavilion to study, during a teacher's gathering, his younger brother Zhao Cheng urged him unknowingly:

"Senior Brother Ye, you should sing a song first!"

Other fellow Taoists also followed suit, Ye Wei pretended to decline a few times, and then went up to sing, feeling very happy that he could finally sing again!

Sing a song on the spot.

Halfway through the song, all the juniors ran away with their heads in their hands, collapsed on the ground, covered their ears tightly and twitched.

Ye Wei silently slandered, is that an exaggeration...

From then on, senior fellow apprentice Ye's singing became the scariest thing in Huolingyuan, spreading throughout Daoyuan Pavilion.

When Ye Wei sat on the Celestial King, surrounded by a group of new comrades-in-arms, at the celebration banquet, a new round of ignorant booing began...

Not long after, the Manchu army howled in pain, and sent out a new rumor: a song of the king of heaven, retreating the enemy for [-] miles.

"Cough cough..."

At this moment, Ye Wei cleared his throat in front of the humane crowd.

Xing Zhe at the bottom instantly turned himself into a little flower, and was about to quickly escape into the ground when he was grabbed by the little flower demon:

"What are you running for?"

Xingzhe said in a low voice: "Quick... run away..."

At this critical moment, Ye Wei began to sing!

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The first one who couldn't bear it was Wang Zheng, who was proficient in melody. He had never heard such an ugly singing voice. It seemed that two villains sneaked into his ears, lying on the edge of the eardrums and sawing the glass with a chainsaw. In an instant, Wang Zheng rolled his eyes. fainted.

After one song was sung, everyone fell on their backs and fell to the ground. Only Yan Lin sat upright and applauded earnestly.

Only he can appreciate his brother's singing.

When he was a child, Yan Lin saw other people's children lying on the bed, and his mother sang lullabies beside him, humming a little tune, warm and serene, and he was very envious.

Bai Tuanzi Xiao Yanlin tugged at Ye Wei's sleeve:

"Brother, can you sing me a lullaby too?"

"Ah? Are you... are you sure you want to listen?"

"Ok!"

When the surrounding maids and servants heard about this, they ran out of the young master's courtyard like a tide.

"Wait a minute, brother will find you a nice song."

Ye Wei took out the music score left by his temperament teacher from the bookshelf, found a warm little tune, cleared his throat, and sang to the score:

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After singing a song, Xiao Yanlin sat up from the bed, opened his big black eyes, and asked:

"Brother, is this a nice singing voice?"

"........."

Ye Wei hesitated for a moment, then nodded emphatically: "Yes!"

Xiao Yanlin was thoughtful. When he was adopted by the immortals, he hadn't heard much about the rhythm. Now he stepped into the music field for the first time, and he was very interested:

"Brother, can you sing another song?"

Ye Wei's eyes lit up: "Do you like to listen?"

"like."

After that, for many nights, Xiao Yanlin fell asleep listening to Ye Wei's singing.Once, the fairies in the fairy world held a meeting of sounds of nature, and Ye Wei took Xiao Yanlin to attend to receive the influence of the rhythm.

The beautiful singing voice of the fairy on the stage made everyone in the audience, including Ye Wei, mesmerized by it.

Only Xiao Yanlin sat on the chair alone, as if on pins and needles.

Ye Wei noticed it, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong? Yan Lin."

Xiao Yanlin wrinkled his face and complained in a low voice: "It's so ugly, so ugly! It's completely different from my brother's beautiful singing voice! I don't want to listen to such an ugly singing voice!"

"........."

Ye Wei was silent for a long time, and secretly hugged Xiao Yanlin: "...Then, let's go home first, shall we?"

"Good! I want to hear my brother sing a lullaby."

Ye Wei: "Okay, you like my brother singing to you every day."

Xiao Yanlin's music appreciation completely collapsed.

At this time, a voice-transmitting flower was placed on the luxurious rosewood table.

Sect Master Ye tightly plugged his ears with spells, and at the other end of the table stood a row of servant girls, all of whom had served Ye Wei in the junior hospital.

In the sound transmission flower, there was a familiar and terrifying tone:

"It's the young master! It's the young master!"

"That's right, it sounds so ugly, it must be the young master!"

Zongzhu Ye stretched out his hand and pressed it, the sound transmission flower disappeared, and the soldier talisman lay quietly beside the petals.

In the distance, in the Great Hall of Asgard.

"You agreed to send troops, where did the Ye family's soldiers go!"

"Why are you yelling at me! Why is the eldest brother still alive! Didn't you say that you would definitely kill him?"

The glorious fairy palace was empty, only Zhao Cheng and Ye Yue stood in front of the dragon chair and faced each other.

Ye Yue's face changed slightly: "Did you get soft when you started?"

Zhao Cheng cursed: "Dig out the heart to take the pill, the fairy bone was broken, and then pushed down! You can still live this way, you can only blame your brother for being a monster!"

Ye Yue gave a strange laugh: "You are too proud to admit my brother, he is so powerful, if he hadn't been chopped into pieces, even if there is only a little bit left, with my brother's skill, there will definitely be a way to come back! You And pushed him into the Infernal Prison? There is the most resentment there, maybe my brother will practice ghosts, and now you see, he fell into the Immortal Realm from the Infernal Prison, and he created some kind of humanity! If you... ..."

Zhao Cheng also gave a strange smile: "The body is broken into thousands of pieces? You said it nicely, you thought so thoroughly, why didn't you do it at that time? Hide away in Ye's house, the fisherman reaps the benefits."

Ye Yue: "I'm just fighting for the position of the young lord, why should I bear the charge of murdering my brother? You are fighting for the throne, and your ability is not as good as my brother's, and you are not ruthless, so why are you fighting for the throne!"

Zhao Cheng was furious: "Presumptuous! I'm still sitting on this dragon chair, what are you!"

Ye Yue spread his hands: "Yeah, I'm just a quasi-young master. I just have a soldier talisman in my hand, which is not as high as Your Majesty's ten thousand! Anyway, all the soldiers of the Ye family have been transferred by my father. If you would have informed me earlier , It’s not like this! I hope Your Majesty will take care of the dragon body, and I will retire!"

Ye Yue didn't salute, turned around and left.

The rest of the immortal sect judged the situation and did not come to the Immortal Palace anymore. They hated ghosts very much, but they had no likes or dislikes for this newly created human realm, and they had no hatred for the immortals who paid them tribute every year. , this time I heard that the leader is Ye Wei, so I preconceived that Ye Wei is still a person in the immortal way, but came back to seize the throne in a different way, and they all showed no intention of fighting.

"Patriarch, the group of human immortals, plus ghosts and ghosts, are very difficult to deal with!"

"Now it's rumored that the leader is Ye Wei from the Ye family! This is clearly the one who came back to seize the throne. The throne now belongs to the Zhao family, and the Ye family's is the one who won it back. The left and right are not from our Shi family. Why should we be so active in fighting? "

Patriarch Shi felt that this was justified, and immediately recalled all his monks and stopped participating in the war.

"The Shi Family Immortal Sect ranks third, and they don't want to get involved anymore. Why are we rushing in to stir up the muddy water?"

"Yeah, the Ye family and the Zhao family want to fight for the throne, let them fight, we don't care!"

So everyone in Xianmen retreated one after another.

Ye Wei has Dao army, Ghost Dao army, Heavenly King army, and soldiers sent by his father Ye's family.

Zhao Cheng is isolated and helpless, with only one Zhao family.

Even the Zhao family was divided. The head of the family had eight sons, and Zhao Cheng was the third son. He became the emperor, and the other sons were more jealous and dissatisfied:

"Father, the Zhao family has a century-old foundation! You can't give all of them to the third brother as stepping stones!"

"That's right, father, the third brother cruelly murdered his senior brother back then, which is a great treason. Now that his senior brother comes to take revenge, he will drag our family into the water..."

"Father! The monks sent by the Zhao family have died a lot! If this continues, how can our family afford it!"

If the whole family supports Zhao Cheng and fights against Ye Wei to the end, if Ye Wei really becomes the emperor, then the Zhao family must be liquidated, and by then, the Zhao family will be finished.

If you abandon the car to protect the handsome man, you will lose a third son, but the whole family is still the second-ranked nobleman in Xianmen.

Patriarch Zhao thought over and over again, day by day, seeing that Ye Wei's army was only strong, he sighed and said:

"Give it up."

The Zhao family retreated.

South Tianhe, Immortal Palace.

Ye Wei hit here again.

Only this time, no one stood in his way.

The gate of the palace was broken, and inside the vermilion wall, thousands of troops surrounded and suppressed the fairy palace.

It was late at night, and Zhao Cheng was wearing a golden thread robe, sitting alone on the dragon chair, not far away, the torches reflected the sky, and he shouted loudly.

When the soldiers came in, it was like entering no one's land.

The night was endless, and with a creak, the heavy rich door was pushed open.

The visitor was wearing a silver helmet and a red robe, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, and the tip of the knife reflected the light of flames.

"division……"

"You won't have the nerve to call me Senior Brother until now, right?"

Ye Wei stepped forward step by step, looking at Zhao Cheng on the dragon chair, like looking at a dying bird with broken wings.

They are facing each other at a distance, separated by a teacher's school, who have been in the same school for decades.

Zhao Cheng's chapped lips were drawn into a line, he got up, let out the dragon chair under him, and said:

"The position above ten thousand is given to you. Now I give up one son..."

Brother, can you let me go.

Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, Ye Wei interrupted with a smile:

"Zhao Cheng, there is no need to beg for mercy if you become a king or loser. You can be regarded as a person who has left a name in history after all. Save yourself some face. Back then you stabbed me in the chest and interrupted me one by one. All the bones in my body, but I didn't say a word."

Zhao Cheng swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

The next moment, he had no chance to speak again.The sharp tip of Fang Tian's painted halberd pierced through his chest.

Ye Wei turned the blade without changing his expression. Back then, Zhao Cheng was digging his heart out to get the alchemy from him. This time, he wanted to get it back, which belonged to his own inner alchemy.

Blood poured down like a gush, staining the supreme throne red.

Dying, suffocated, and in pain, Zhao Cheng suddenly struggled, his limbs twitched, Ye Wei took the inner alchemy, and mercilessly cut off the heart vein of his junior brother.

The heart stopped beating, but the limbs were still struggling, and his face was twisted in pain. At the last moment, Zhao Cheng turned his head and saw outside the palace wall, the long night broke into dawn, revealing a faint light.

... the blinding sun is about to rise again.

Zhao Cheng wanted to laugh, but he didn't have the energy to make a laughing expression, he just twitched the corner of his mouth in a vain manner, his expression twisted.

Death solidified him like solidified mud and stone.

In the hall, it was quiet and there was no sound.

Ye Wei slowly walked up to the throne, stretched out his hand, and closed Zhao Cheng's eyes.

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, Master pulled him and said:

"Ah Wei, you won't be the youngest from now on. Today there is a new young master from the Zhao family, who is also a fire spirit root. From now on, you should take him with you more."

Ye Wei turned his head and saw the little Zhao Cheng, who was big as a bean, hiding behind the door, looking at everything in Daoyuan Pavilion with some resistance and fear, and when he saw him, he was a little embarrassed, and leaned over, as if to please, and called With a cry:

"Hello, brother!"

Ye Wei was called Senior Brother for the first time, and he was so excited that he stretched out his hand to pat Zhao Cheng: "Little Junior Brother! Come quickly, you can ask me if you don't understand anything, Senior Brother will protect you from now on!"

Little Zhao Chengnuo lowered his head and replied: "Thank you, brother!"

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Since when did it change?

Ye Wei didn't know, and didn't want to know.He held Fang Tian's painting halberd, and the bloody tip of the knife dragged on the ground, turning into a long bloodstain.

The light after dawn entered the hall, and the bright red reflected the first sun.