Attunement into fine rules

Seeing that Zi Yuan led the people away, Wei Yuan went back to the stone table and finished the game of chess with Wei Lang.

"Absent." After half a quarter of an hour, Wei Yuan cut off the dragon in the game one by one, and raised his eyes to look at Wei Lang, "You lost so quickly?"

After cultivating to the end of the catastrophe, Wei Lang's memory and calculation power have reached a terrifying level.Although due to age, playing chess is also for entertainment with Wei Yuan, and I haven't seen many chess records, but I can usually play with Wei Yuan for a quarter of an hour.

In the mortal world, he can be regarded as a first-class national Go player.

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from Wei Yuan, Wei Lang nodded.

Wei Yuan looked at Wei Lang for a while, picked up his crutches and stood up, said with a smile, "Let's go for a walk."

At this time, a round of red sun has mostly hidden the west mountain, and the evening wind brings the scent of green grass, soil and flowers mixed together, and the long cry of the cows in the nearby cowshed can be heard.

The puppets working in the fields also carried sacks, hoes and sickles, and lined up in the direction of the mill and warehouse.

Soon after, the stone mill in the mill will start to creak, and white and rich steam will rise from the pot and stove.

Puppets can work non-stop from morning to night, working in the fields during the day, grinding flour and shelling at night, making tofu, rice cakes, vermicelli noodles, and various processed foods.

There are also puppets responsible for baking and grinding medicinal materials, boiling paste and making pills, and they are busy all night long.

Anyway, in the thousands of warehouses in the cave, time is still, and the things stored will not spoil for many years.

Wei Lang walked side by side with Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan's wooden crutches struck the cobbled path from time to time, making rhythmic "duk-duk" sounds beside him.

"Things that should be returned must be returned." Wei Yuan led Wei Lang towards a nearby flower field, his blue robe sleeves swaying slightly with his steps, "It's only sooner or later."

Wei Lang lowered his head and said nothing, silently supported Wei Yuan's elbow.

"When I return his fairy bone, there will be no reason to stay in the heaven." Wei Yuan glanced at Wei Lang and said with a smile, "In the next few decades, we will go back to the forest. I don't know if Wei Hu How have they been these past few years, hahaha, Wei Lu and Wei Ji are probably as old as me, and Da Zhuang should be the age of his children and grandchildren."

Wei Lang raised his head, opened his eyes wide and looked at Wei Yuan: "My lord, are you planning to go back?"

"I thought my son..."

Everyone knows that the Heavenly Emperor loves Wei Yuan.

Living together in the Qiankun Palace, they share the Nine Dragons Imperial Chariot with them when they go in and out. Every year on the birthday of Chaoyuan, they bring Wei Yuan by their side every time to accept the congratulations from the immortals.

Decades ago, Qisha, as a general guarding the border, went to trouble Wei Yuan because of old grievances, and was repelled by the Heavenly Emperor.

From then on, when all the immortals in the heaven met Wei Yuan, even if they didn't flatter him, they at least greeted him with smiles and kept going.

In the eyes of everyone, Wei Yuan's life is a happy, smooth and happy life.

"What do you think of me?" Wei Yuan squatted down, picked a sprig of delphinium and held it in his hand, the light purple swallow-shaped flower twirling slowly between his fingers, "I didn't come to heaven voluntarily."

"Even now, I don't want to."

"Even though His Majesty has treated me all these years, in the eyes of others, he has been out of line and favored by thousands of people. After all, he doesn't know what I want and goes against my heart. Now that I have the opportunity, of course I have to leave."

At this time, the last ray of the sun had faded from the western sky, and dusk gradually enveloped the cave sky. There were a few green fireflies fluttering and lightly flying up from the dense grass.

Faint green light, one o'clock two o'clock three o'clock, until one hundred o'clock.

Like countless small lamps, it illuminates the surrounding roads and flower fields in the twilight.

Wei Lang looked at Wei Yuan's hazy brows and eyes illuminated by the fluorescent light on the opposite side, and his heart seemed to be illuminated at the same time: "Okay, I will go back with the young master."

Wei Yuan twirled the larkspur in his hand, and heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Wei Lang's answer.

Over the past few decades, he has seen clearly that ever since Wei Lang followed him, he was the only one in his heart.

Whether it's staying in the heavens or practicing, it's all for him.

After a hundred years in his life, the only one he can't let go of is Wei Lang, who doesn't know what will become of Wei Lang without him.

No matter what, we should leave a thought for Wei Lang.

So he smiled and said again: "We have made an appointment. After this life is over, you will go to my reincarnation. In this life, I will teach you how to read and teach you the principles of the world. In the next life, you will teach me."

"Now that I am a person who has contributed to the heaven, I should give birth to someone no matter what happens to Yan Luodian."

Hearing this, Wei Lang's eyes turned slightly red, and then moistened.

Fortunately, the night was dark and the fireflies were dim, and Wei Yuan was a mortal with naked eyes, so he shouldn't be able to see his appearance clearly at this time.

"Okay, in the next life, I will teach you, Young Master."

Wei Lang agreed in a deep voice.

"Alright, if I'm a naughty brat who chases cats and dogs all day long, hits people's windows with a slingshot, and cries loudly when things happen, I won't regret it no matter how hard it is to take care of me." Wei Yuan said with a smile.

Wei Lang imagined the scene described by Wei Yuan, couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then agreed: "I will never go back on my word."

In the midst of the fireflies all over the sky, Wei Lang supported Wei Yuan, walked slowly along the flower field for a long time, chatted some homely gossip, and then walked back.

Seeing Wei Yuan showing a slightly tired look, Wei Lang took a step forward with his back to Wei Yuan, and then squatted down: "My lord, I'll carry you back."

Wei Yuan looked at Wei Lang's broad back, stunned for a moment.

Thinking back to those few years when he was not good at walking, it was Wei Lang who hugged him up and down.

Unable to bend his eyes, he said: "Then I will trouble you."

Wei Lang stretched out his hands to support Wei Yuan's legs firmly, feeling Wei Yuan's arms resting on his shoulders, he got up and took a step.

Answer in my heart——

No trouble, I'd love to.

I am willing to carry the Lord on my back in this life, in this life, in the next life, and in eternity, no matter when and where.

Wei Yuan lay on Wei Lang's back, and saw the shadows of flowers and leaves whirling in the fluorescent lights of the night, and the swaying delphiniums were left behind as Wei Lang moved forward.

The whole world is wobbly, hazy, and somewhat illusory.

Only the temperature from Wei Lang's back was real and hot.

So the return journey is so long, so he and Wei Lang have traveled so far.

Thinking of this, Wei Yuan finally lost his energy, lay on Wei Lang's back, and fell asleep in a daze.

……

The next day when Wei Yuan woke up early in the morning, he saw Zi Yuan and a group of stars and heavenly officials kneeling in unison in the water mirror.

Although they were kneeling and prostrating, their faces were full of anxiety and indignation.

Wei Lang said to him, "My lord, they came here before dawn."

Wei Yuan nodded, let the puppet take the straw archery target as usual, practiced arrows in the yard, took a hot spring bath, and then came to the water mirror again.

Facing the water mirror, he said, "Are you here?"

Zi Yuan heard a voice descending from mid-air, excitement flashed across his eyes: "Xiaoxian asks Master Xiaoxuan how he is."

After all, Ziyuan is a capable official, after being left coldly by Wei Yuan yesterday, he learned a lesson this time, instead of directly asking for a fairy bone in the first sentence, he said hello to Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan straightened his cuffs, this kind of attitude is worth talking about: "The old man is very good, you have a heart."

Hearing Wei Yuan's tone softened, Zi Yuan immediately said: "Master Xiaoxuan must know the reason for Xiaoxian's visit. The God of Medicine King is waiting outside Qiankun Palace now. If the real person agrees to take out the fairy bones, his body will be safe from pain." There are no sequelae, and it is still the same as usual."

"For Your Majesty, for the sake of all creatures and creatures in the world, please show up and see the real person!"

"The old man is not unreasonable, let alone for the sake of the world's creatures, it's a good thing." Wei Yuan stroked his gray beard, with hesitation in his tone, "But, Tiancheng..."

Zi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, it turned out that Xiaoxuan was worried about this, so he hurriedly said: "Tiancheng trespassed on Qiankun Palace, he has already committed a crime of Tiantiao, and now he is being imprisoned in the Tianxing Division."

"Heavenly Punishment Division is heavily guarded. He has no way to come out, confront the real person, and in turn hurt the real person. Please rest assured, the real person."

"This old man doesn't mean that." Wei Yuan said, "This old man thinks there is something wrong with him, probably related to the rebellion of the Seven Killers in Wonian Ridge, and he needs to be tried first."

Wei Lang glanced at Wei Yuan from the side, and thought to himself——

It turned out that the young master wanted to take this opportunity to prove their previous suspicions.

"Where did you start with this?" Zi Yuan looked puzzled, "Perhaps Tiancheng was disrespectful to the real person, harbored resentment, and even made inappropriate actions that violated the duty of a heavenly official. But if you say that he It is related to the Seven Kills Rebellion, but there is no sign or evidence."

There is a saying that Ziyuan was afraid of offending Wei Yuan, so he kept it in his heart and didn't say it——

According to the proclamation received before, the Seven Kills rebellion not only has nothing to do with Tiancheng, but it has something to do with you.

"Hmph, don't you want to?" Wei Yuan snorted coldly in mid-air, "In that case, when will you bring Tiancheng to me, let me interrogate him face to face, and when will you come back again."

"Otherwise, don't come here again!!!"

"Master Xiaoxuan, you have something to say, something to say!" Zi Yuan anxiously said good things in the air, but Wei Yuan never answered.

It seems that the other party is determined.

Ziyuan had no choice but to leave Qiankun Palace with a group of heavenly officials, and then went to the Heavenly Punishment Department alone.

Ascension to heaven is the ultimate goal of countless cultivators. There are auspicious clouds and auspicious aura everywhere, celestial horses and birds walk in the sky, and the architectural scenery is so beautiful that it is beyond the imagination of the world.

The only exception is in the Tianxing Division.

This is the place where the sinful gods are imprisoned. The cage made of intertwined fairy vines can absorb the immortal essence from the criminals, preventing them from escaping rashly. There are also torture tools such as leather whips, irons, and needle boxes.

Walking in for no reason, there is a chilly air.

Ziyuan walked through a passage burning with shark oil torches, passed through the triple meteorite iron gate, and came to the deepest part of the Tianxing Division, in front of the prison where Tiancheng was held.

Through the branches and leaves of the vines, Ziyuan saw that Tiancheng was no longer the colorful image of a celestial official, wearing a plain white prison uniform, sitting in a corner with his head bowed and his knees hugged.

The messy hair hanging down on the forehead covered Tian Cheng's face, making Zi Yuan unable to see his expression clearly.

"Xinglan." Standing outside the cage, Zi Yuan called out to him.

He has been imprisoned here awaiting conviction, and he no longer holds his post, and of course he can no longer be called Tiancheng.

Tian Cheng looked up and saw Zi Yuan, stood up, walked to the opposite side of Zi Yuan, and asked through a cage intertwined with branches and leaves: "What's the matter?"