I have a big problem with my past life

Chapter 168 I Have Special Drawing Skills

In the scorching peach orchard for ten miles, there are colorful fallen flowers and peach blossoms are blooming on the branches.

On the high platform in the middle of Taoyuan, there is a simple and simple altar with sandalwood incense on it.

It was Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian who spent a whole day looking for the place to be sworn brothers.

Of course, the current season of early summer is not the time when the peach blossoms are in full bloom at all. The reason why the peach garden is so splendid is that Nangong Ritian, the Daoist, used magic to reverse the seasons and make the garden full of flowers.

"I said, are you two trying to imitate Taoyuan's trio of sworn brothers?"

As soon as school was over, Ning Ye, who was pulled over by the two impatiently, looked around at the peach blossoms in full bloom, and asked suspiciously.

"Brother, you are indeed very wise. That's exactly what happened. I used to like reading this book the most, and I envied the brotherhood in the book. Now I just want to imitate it!" Nangong Ritian said excitedly from the side.

"Ok."

Ning Ye nodded. Anyway, it's just a sworn brotherhood, so there's no need to go into it in any way.

only……

He looked at Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian beside him, who would be his second and third younger brothers in the future, feeling a little puzzled.

This strong sense of sight, is it the first thing?It was as if the three of them had done this kind of thing before.

Well, now is not the time to think about these issues, sworn brotherhood is the top priority.

As the leading brother, Ning Ye walked up to the altar first, lit the long incense in his hand and inserted it into the incense burner, and said loudly:
"The emperor is above, and the thick soil is the proof! Today, I am Ning Ye..."

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Ran, the second younger brother, stopped.

Ning Ye turned her head and asked doubtfully, "What, is there something wrong with my lines?"

Chu Ran pondered and said: "It's not that there is a problem with the lines, but I suddenly felt that the three of us brothers are now sworn brothers, so why not worship this day? I don't know why, but I always feel that praying to the sky makes me feel a little uncomfortable! "

The so-called "the emperor is above, and the thick soil is the proof" is almost a common example sentence between brothers and sisters, and the implication is to let the heaven and the earth witness this friendship.

But who is Chu Ran, that is the senior of the Dao League who failed to kill the sky thousands of years ago, and after his death, although the true spirit is immortal, he will not live to be 14 years old in all reincarnations, and has been ravaged by heaven in every possible way.

Even if he regained his true self and retrieved the memories of thousands of years ago, he naturally didn't have any good feelings for this doggy heaven.

Let him go to worship the sky now, it doesn't exist!

After all, when he fell thousands of years ago, the great wish he made was to cut off this shitty sky. If he failed once, he would come twice, and if he failed twice, he would come three times. Anyway, he was fighting with this thief. .

Nangong Ritian on the side also nodded in agreement: "Brother, the third brother thinks that what the second brother said makes sense. My generation of monks wants to be detached, and it is to steal the secrets of heaven and go against the sky. There is no need to bow to the sky. Don't worship!" Forget it!"

This product has the word "Ritian" in its name, how much do you think you can have a good impression of this Heavenly Dao.

Ning Ye nodded: "Okay, since you all said that, then it's better not to pray to the sky. Now the question comes, what should we pray to if we don't pray to the sky?"

This question completely stumped Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian, both fell into silence, thinking hard.

That's right, they don't even pray to the sky, so what should they worship?

If you don't worship anything, then it feels like this sworn brotherhood will be incomplete!

At this time, Nangong Ritian suddenly had an idea, and said to Ning Ye who had already walked up to the altar, "Brother, don't walk around here, I'll go and get it for you..."

"Buy an orange?" Ning Ye, who is a veteran joker, answered with a strange expression.

He thought to himself that the third younger brother Nangong Ritian was planning to take advantage of him, right?

"...a portrait painting!"

Nangong Ritian was about to finish his sentence, he didn't want to buy oranges, but wanted to draw a portrait of Ning Ye.

As he said that, he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and other painting tools from the storage space that he carried with him, and started copying directly to Ning Ye who was standing above him.

Not long after, a lifelike portrait was reflected on the paper. In the scroll, there was an extraordinary handsome man holding a long sword in his hand, Ling Fengxu stood gracefully and indifferently.

"Third brother, you are a good painter, but I have a question, who are you painting?" Chu Ran leaned forward, glanced at the scroll, and then asked puzzled.

"Of course it's the eldest brother! To be honest, I was not allowed to go out in the family as the third younger brother, so I have a deep knowledge of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and other skills!" Nangong Ritian said with a complacent expression.

"Damn it! The handsome man in this portrait is Ning Ye. I said that you are too shameless, third brother. You actually drew him so handsome, it is even scarier than the current PS technology!"

Chu Ran strongly condemned Nangong Ritian's brazen behavior, because Ning Ye in the portrait is too handsome, and it is completely inconsistent with the real thing. This is a complete fraud!

Nangong Ritian disturbed his head with some embarrassment: "I don't know why, I just drew it by accident, and my subordinates can't help but draw like this."

Chu Ran stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, third brother, stop talking, and draw a picture for me when you go back."

"Wait! Third brother, what are you doing suddenly drawing this picture?" Ning Ye asked in puzzlement.

"Hang it up to worship at that time!" Nangong Ritian responded naturally.

"Hang it up...worship?" Hearing this answer, Ning Ye was a little confused.

Nangong Ritian raised his head and said happily: "Yes, since we don't pray to the sky, then let's pray to you, brother. After all, you are the biggest of the three of us. Brother Chu Ran and I admire you very much. Yes! So I’m really wise to think of such a perfect solution!”

Ning Ye: "..."

Looking at the picture scroll that was hung in front of the table and created with himself as the prototype, Ning Ye felt a little weird inside.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this scene was very unlucky. It felt as if he had burped his fart. Everyone took turns offering incense to him.

But well, it's all done now anyway, no matter how much you talk about it in your heart, you can't change this fact.

After the incense was served, everyone began to gather in front of the altar.

"Today I am Ning Ye!"

"I'm sure!"

"I am Nangong Ritian!"

"...Become brothers of the opposite sex here, and we will have the same blessings and enjoy the same hardships. We don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but we want to live forever and enter the immortal way!"

The three of them swore in unison, and as for the last sentence, it was of course revised. After all, it is really unlucky to say that they died in the same year, the same month, and on the same day. They are all people who want to live forever!

After the ceremony, the three of them dripped their own blood into the wine bowls in front of them, and then drank the pale blood-colored wine in one gulp.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderclap from above the sky, the situation changed, and the wind continued.

And Ning Ye, who just stood up after drinking, suddenly fell to the ground in pain, his face covered with beads of sweat.

But on the contrary, after drinking the bowl of wine mixed with the blood of the three of them, Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian who were on the side were all in high spirits, and their bodies were full of brilliance.
Even Chu Ran, who just succeeded in building the foundation last night, broke through several small realms one after another on the spot, and directly entered the late stage of foundation building.

And Nangong Ritian, who was already a strong Daoist, also found that his cultivation had not improved for many days, and his cultivation had increased out of thin air.

(End of this chapter)