There was something wrong with my past life

In the ten-mile peach orchard, fallen flowers are in full bloom, and peach blossoms are blooming gorgeously on the branches.

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

It was the place where Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian spent a whole day looking for the bond of friendship.

Of course, the current time of early summer is not the time when peach blossoms are in full bloom. The reason why the peach blossom garden is so brilliant is because Chu Ran, the Taoist Master, used magic to reverse the season and make the garden full of flowers.

"I said, are you two trying to imitate the Taoyuan Three Brothers?"

Ning Ye, who was pulled over impatiently by the two of them as soon as the evening classes ended, looked at the peach blossoms blooming around her and asked a little suspiciously.

"Brother, you are indeed very wise. That's right. I used to like reading this book the most. I was very envious of the brotherhood in the book. Now I just want to imitate it!" Nangong Ritian said excitedly at the side.

"All right."

Ning Ye nodded, it was just friendship anyway, there was no need to go into details on how to do it.

only……

He looked at Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian, who would become his second and third brothers in the future, feeling a little confused.

Is this strong sense of instant vision a new thing? It was as if the three of them had done this kind of thing before.

Okay, now is not the time to consider these issues, friendship is the top priority.

As the leader, Ning Ye walked up to the altar first, lit the incense in her hand and inserted it into the incense burner, and said loudly:

"The emperor and heaven are above, and the thick soil is proof! Today, I, Ning Ye..."

"Hey, wait a minute!"

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

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

Chu Ran mused: "It's not that there's anything wrong with the lines, it's just that I suddenly felt that since the three of us brothers are now sworn brothers, we shouldn't pray to God anymore, right? I don't know why, but I always feel that praying to God makes me feel a little uncomfortable! "

The so-called "the emperor and the sky are above, and the thick soil is the witness" is almost a common example of brotherhood. The implication is to let heaven and earth witness this friendship.

But who is Chu Ran? He is the senior of the Dao Alliance who failed to kill the sky thousands of years ago. After his death, although his true spirit is immortal, he has not lived past the age of fourteen in all reincarnations, and has been ravaged by heaven in every possible way.

Even if he regains his true self and retrieves the memories from thousands of years ago, he will naturally not have any good feelings towards this stupid way of heaven.

Let him worship God now, it doesn't exist!

After all, when he died a thousand years ago, the great ambition he made was to kill this bastard god. If it doesn't work once, he will do it twice, and if it doesn't work twice, he will do it three times. Anyway, he is in conflict with this thief. .

Nangong Ritian on the side also nodded in agreement: "Brother, the third brother thinks that the second brother is right. If we monks want to transcend, they are stealing heaven's secrets and going against heaven. There is no need to bow to heaven and not worship. Whatever!"

This guy has the word "Ritian" in his name. How much do you think you can have a good impression of this guy?

Ning Ye nodded: "Okay, since you all said so, let's not worship God. Now the question is, if we don't worship God, what should we pray to?"

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

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

If you don’t bow to anything, then it feels like this bond will be incomplete!

At this time, Nangong Ritian suddenly had an idea and said to Ning Ye, who had already reached the altar: "Brother, don't move around while you're standing here. I'll go get it for you..."

"Buy an orange?" Ning Ye, a veteran joker, answered smoothly with a strange look on her face.

I thought to myself that this third brother Nangong Ritian was planning to take advantage of him, right?

"...portraits!"

Nangong Ritian was about to finish talking. He was not going to buy oranges, but to draw a portrait for Ning Ye.

As he spoke, he took out pens, inks, paper, inkstones and other painting tools from his storage space, 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, an extraordinary handsome man was holding a long sword, standing tall and calm in the wind.

"Third brother, you are a good painter, but I have a question, who is this painting of yours?" Chu Ran came forward, glanced at the scroll, and then asked in confusion.

"Of course I am the eldest brother! To be honest, my third brother and I were not allowed to go out in the family in the past, so I am quite accomplished in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and other skills!" Nangong Ritian said with a proud look on his face.

"Oh no! The handsome man in this portrait is Ning Ye. Third brother, you are so shameless. You actually painted him so handsome. It's even scarier than today's PS technology!"

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

Nangong Ritian shook his head in embarrassment: "I don't know why, but I accidentally got excited about drawing, and my subordinates couldn't help but draw like this."

Chu Ran reached out and patted his shoulder: "Okay, third brother, please stop talking and draw one for me when you get back."

"Wait a minute! Third brother, why are you suddenly painting this picture?" Ning Ye asked in confusion.

"Hang it up for worship then!" Nangong Ritian responded matter-of-factly.

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

Nangong Ritian raised his head and said happily: "Yes, since we don't worship God, then we can worship you, eldest brother. After all, you are the eldest among the three of us. Brother Chu Ran and I admire each other very much. Yes! So I’m really smart, and I actually came up with such a perfect solution!”

Ning Ye: "..."

Looking at the scroll hanging in front of the desk, which was created based on herself, Ning Ye felt a little weird inside.

No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this scene was very unlucky. It felt like he had burped, and everyone took turns to burn incense and worship him.

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

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

"Today I am Ning Ye!"

"I'm Chu Ran!"

"I am Nangong Ritian!"

"...We become brothers of the opposite sex here. From now on, we will share blessings and share hardships. We don't want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but we want to live a long life and step into the immortal path!"

The three of them swore loudly together. As for the last sentence, it was naturally revised. After all, it was too unlucky to say that they would die in the same year, the same month, the same day, etc. They were all people who wanted to live forever!

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

"Boom!"

There was a sound of thunder in the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and the wind continued.

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

But on the contrary, after drinking the bowl of wine mixed with the blood of the three people, Chu Ran and Nangong Ritian on the side were both in high spirits and their bodies were full of brilliance.

Even Chu Ran, who had just succeeded in foundation building last night, broke through several small realms on the spot and entered the late stage of foundation building.

Nangong Ritian, who was already a powerful Taoist master, also found that his cultivation level, which had not improved for many days, had increased out of thin air.