Ye Xingyuan stopped his hand and watched as the little glimmer of light fell, falling into the damp mud and disappearing.

The aura turned into a feather and fluttered down, this is a vision that only appears when the article is written to the point of sympathy between heaven and man. Ye Xingyuan was greatly surprised, he couldn't attract the heavenly opportunity even if he was trying hard at this time, how could he reach such a superb realm?

Could it be that he was dazzled? Or is the reflection arc of the heavenly machine relatively long, and he called with his heart just now, and finally reacted at this time? Ye Xingyuan thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and wrote the remaining half of the word "Yu" in mid-air.

buzzing

The vibration sound is endless, and the light points like autumn fireflies continue to emerge from the void, splashing in all directions, dancing gracefully.

This time it can't be an illusion, this is indeed true, it is the realm of spiritual light and feather that readers dream of. Could it be that the soul has not been fully fused just now, and now it has finally succeeded, and then there is a legendary chemical reaction, and the genius of geniuses is born?

Ye Cuizhi was surprised and delighted by this, and said almost incoherently: "I know that you are smart, little brother, and you will never become a waste like they say." This void writing can be so good-looking, you are the seed of a reader, you will definitely be able to take the middle school entrance examination, no, you can take the top exam in the future!"

She was overjoyed, seeing Ye Xingyuan impatiently rummaging through the four treasures of the study, knowing that he had to work hard, she didn't bother anymore, "I'll give you a pancake!" Eat a little more, your body will get better faster, and after three days, let the Qian Juku master see your true skills!"

Ye Cuizhi rushed to the kitchen, although she didn't have any literary talent, she also knew that her little brother was very great like this, and she was proud in her heart.

Ye Xingyuan was also extremely excited, he was in a hurry to verify, hurriedly picked up the pen, and wrote a short article on half a blank piece of paper in one breath.

The pen was silent, and there was no abnormality, and when the article ended, Ye Xingyuan picked up the paper to watch, but it was still dark

Why is this still not working? Ye Xingyuan's mood suddenly fell from the peak, and he threw the paper roll away. However, at this moment, I saw a drop of spiritual light slowly seeping out of the handwriting and slowly rolling down.

Lingguang! This is Lingguang! Lingguang where the hope of the future lies! After several ups and downs, Ye Xingyuan calmed down when he saw hope at first glance.

Although it can't be attached to the article, it at least shows that his article has touched a little bit of heaven and written a little mystery in the world, and then there can be such a light seeping out!

It's strange, Ye Xingyuan carefully recalled the situation of writing this article, but he couldn't find anything special after racking his brains. The only possibility seems to be because of the three words "Cosmic Front" in the air?

He felt something, and then found a blank piece of paper, spread it out on the bookcase, and dipped the pen in ink. After a slight pause, he immediately put down his pen, and with his wrist force, he clicked a little in the middle of the white paper.

This is the beginning of the word "Yu", just like a knife chopping axe chisel, although Ye Xingyuan can't fully get its charm, but this glyph is like seven or eight points.

There seems to be muffled thunder rolling in his ears, and there seems to be lightning and stone fire in his pen, but Ye Xingyuan's mood is as peaceful as Mount Tai, and his arms are not moving. When he learned calligraphy, he had to be taught by the teacher, and he had to have Mount Tai collapse in front of him without changing his color, and this qi cultivation kung fu had an effect at this time.

He endured the wind, clouds, thunder and lightning in the illusion, and steadily finished writing the three words "Cosmic Edge", only to feel that his wrists were sore, dizzy, and his chest was bored, and it was even harder than he usually wrote 3,000 words.

The body couldn't help but shake twice, and then threw the pen to rest. Looking up, this piece of text is full of spiritual light, each word seems to be shining brightly, dense spiritual light gathered in one place, as if raindrops converge into a stream, as long as you gently push, you can flow on the paper.

This is a big article that Tongsheng may not be able to achieve, Ye Xingyuan writes these three words, and he can blind others.

"Success is also Xiao He, defeat is also Xiao He. Ye Xingyuan sighed and picked up the rubbing piece on the pillow, these three words were really extraordinary, it was it that destroyed the original owner's power of heavenly induction, but now, it returned this power to Ye Xingyuan in another way.

What kind of mystery does the three words of Cosmic Feng contain, and what kind of great secrets are hidden in this heaven and earth, so that just by copying these three words, you can get such a harmony and bloom with such a brilliant light?

Ye Xingyuan didn't think much about it for the time being, he also knew that those mysteries were not the realm that he could understand now. People always live in the moment, and the top priority now is the problem at hand.

Despite his fatigue, he pulled out another piece of paper and wrote a short paragraph. Sure enough, as he expected, there were a few more points of light in the article this time, although they were scattered, but they were finally no longer black.

Ye Xingyuan took a sip of overnight tea, was in good spirits, forcibly lifted the brush, and copied the three characters of Cosmic Front again. After writing this time, his eyes were full of stars, and his ears were buzzing, as if there were countless small insects flying, and it took a while to recover.

He continued his efforts and gritted his teeth and wrote an article.

This time, there was obviously a lot more aura, much better than the worst group of students in social science, Ye Xingyuan felt that when he copied the three words of Cosmic Front, his spiritual power was constantly recovering.

When Ye Xingyuan wanted to copy the Cosmic Edge again, he found that the brush was so heavy that he couldn't lift it anyway, he tried several times, but finally it could only stop abruptly.

It seems that for a period of time, copying the Cosmic Front twice in a row with a pen is already the limit of his body. This is not enough, Ye Xingyuan remembered that the teacher of Qian Juku said that there would be a social examination in three days, according to this progress, he could not recover all his spiritual power in three days, and he was not sure of winning compared to his clan brothers.

What's more, although the Qian Shushi decided to retake the exam, Ye Xingyuan didn't believe that he didn't play tricks, according to the Qian Shushi's two-faced and three-knife technique, he was afraid that he would secretly miss the question for the clan brother, and the judgment would be a little more heavy, which would not be good.

I have to think of another way, Ye Xingyuan thought about it while hiding the cosmic edge rubbing and the words he copied, he knew that this thing was precious, and it could be regarded as a life-saving thing for him. After the social examination, go to the mountains to take a closer look at the original appearance of the cliff carvings.

Thinking of the scene of that day, Ye Xingyuan felt a faint pain in his mind. Suddenly, there was a flower in front of me, and I saw a sword shadow appear in the void. The sword body is vertical, more than two feet and seven inches long, unsheathed, the blade of the sword is like snow, and the hilt exudes a golden light that soars to the sky, as if hanging between heaven and earth.

Ye Xingyuan was stunned for a moment, and the shadow of this divine sword immediately disappeared without a trace in front of him.

What is this? Ye Xingyuan was worried that he was too tired and hallucinating, but the details of the sword shadow just now were too real.

He thought about it carefully, and then began to recall the meaning of the three words of the universe edge, and sure enough, the sword shadow appeared in front of his eyes again, and when he reached out to touch it, it was a cloud of dust and air, and he couldn't touch anything, only his fingertips could feel a slight chill.

As soon as he was distracted, the sword shadow disappeared, and as soon as he contemplated the three words of the universe edge, the sword shadow appeared in front of him again, and this sword shadow was clearly deeply rooted in his own sea of knowledge, and he could feel it directly without external sense.

Ye Xingyuan played a few times, but he didn't know what the use of this void sword shadow from the cosmic edge was, so he lost interest. This may be something remarkable, but it is not clear for the time being, and it will not help his current situation, so I will put it aside for the time being.

"Writing so much, little brother is really hard!" Ye Cuizhi brought up the hot leek egg cake, and looked at the paper rolls all over the ground, which were densely covered with handwriting.

She couldn't say why, she just felt that her brother's writing was beautiful and pleasing to the eye, and she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, "Come, eat first, let's write after eating!" She doted on Ye Xingyuan again, and she was distressed, afraid that he would not pay attention to his body.

Before they got married, their sister and brother depended on each other, and this situation was the most common. After getting married, Ye Cuizhi was subject to her in-laws and husband, and she was usually in a hurry when she came back, giving a little thing and leaving, and there were many fewer opportunities to sit down and cook a meal for her brother.

Unconsciously, the younger brother has grown into a seven-foot man, with a fine fluff on the side of his mouth, and his appearance is dignified, gentle and elegant like a scholar, which makes people look at it and rejoice.

Remembering what she said just now, Ye Cuizhi pondered that she should find a way to find a family for her younger brother, but he now has a good future, maybe he can really study and improve, and he will be able to find a better family by then

While she was thinking, she heard another gentle knock on the door outside, and someone called, "Is the lady there?"

The voice was soft, and his tone was full of weakness, and Ye Xingyuan knew that it was his sister's husband Liu Dun when he heard it. This is the tone in which this person speaks, like a fly, buzzing and annoying.

This brother-in-law guards the grocery store at home in the west of the village on weekdays, busy with the business of three and five cents, and his eyes are in the eyes of money, and he refuses to leave an inch. I only came to Ye Cuizhi once last night, why did she come again today?

Ye Cuizhi hurriedly opened the door, "Xianggong, isn't it Xia'er what happened again?"

Last night, it was because her daughter fell that her in-laws' family were angry and ordered Liu Dun to take her home, that she had to leave her brother in a coma and go back to see her daughter.

As a result, the daughter only scratched a piece of oily skin on her knee, and her in-laws took advantage of the topic, saying that she did not abide by women's morals, and pointed to Sang and scolded Huai for a long time before giving up. Ye Cuizhi remembered her little brother, and she was too lazy to bother with them.

Ye Xingyuan also walked to the door and saw his brother-in-law wearing a brown coat, standing in the shade of the tree at the door, his face was not very good-looking.

In fact, this brother-in-law is only in his twenties and less than thirty years old, but he is leaning his back and lowering his head, and his originally upright facial features are more unlucky, and he always feels that he can't straighten his waist.

"Xia'er is fine, I have something to do with you. Liu Dun shook his head, he slurred, as if he couldn't say anything.

Ye Cuizhi breathed a sigh of relief, "That's just right, I'm also looking for you." My little brother was bullied in social studies today, I'm going to find Yu Xiucai to administer justice to him, can you go with me?"

She had been thinking about the quota for Ye Xingyuan County's test when she was eating, and suddenly remembered that Yu Zheng and Yu Xiu from the neighboring village were childhood playmates, although he had a bigger shelf and less movement after winning the test, but after all, there was still love. If you ask him to help, it will only be a matter of raising your hand to keep the county test spot.

In the four or five nearby villages, Yu Zheng has been a showman in recent years, and it is too late for the Qian Shucai teacher to stammer, so Yu Xiucai's speech must be effective.

Liu Dun often went to Donghui Village, where Yu Xiucai was located, to do business, and the two were also familiar with each other, so take him to talk better, so as not to overturn the vinegar jar with suspicion.

But Liu Dun hesitated for a moment, didn't answer directly, first looked at Ye Xingyuan, and pointed uncomfortably towards the bridge not far away, "Let's go over there and talk." ”

Ye Cuizhi was stunned, and felt that her husband was a little strange, "The little brother is not an outsider, if you have anything to say, just talk about it here." "She has a crisp and crisp temperament, and she can't look down on her husband on weekdays, and she is too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

Liu Dun gritted his teeth, glanced at Ye Xingyuan a few more times, lowered his head, and said in a buzzing voice, "My mother said, you don't abide by women's morality, you always make your own decisions on weekdays, ride on my head, and use the family's money to supplement outsiders;

Ye Cuizhi's willow eyebrows almost raised, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"I'm here today to tell you about divorce from my wife!" Liu Dun was rarely stiff, took out a document from his sleeve, and threw it in front of Ye Cuizhi, the two crooked handwriting on it were the word "Divorce Book"!