I heard that the underworld judge has a crush on me

On the day Chu Yunxian went to the underworld, the priest who had a good relationship with him came to see him off.

Among the group of priests was a thin man with thin lips pursed slightly, and there seemed to be an indelible melancholy between his brows and eyes. His light blue gauze robe was hanging among the clouds, as if he was about to melt into the pale sky .

This man's name is Shang Dui, who is in charge of the world's rivers and rivers. He is indifferent by nature and not good at talking. On weekdays, only Chu Yunxian can catch up with him for a few gossips. Now this rare like-minded person is leaving, so he is very reticent. Like him, he couldn't help sighing a little: "After leaving, I don't know when we will see you again."

Chu Yunxian was unexpectedly calm, as if he was not the one who was shackled and sent into the mortal world.

"We will always meet again." He glanced at every face that came to see him off, and said softly: "The day the truth is found out, is the time when I will see you again."

He paused, and then lowered his voice a bit: "Speaking of which, I still have something to trouble you all." He took out a white jade crown from his bosom, and the corner of his mouth was tinged with bitterness: "I would like to ask everyone to help you in Xiaonan's life." Find an opportunity before entering reincarnation and deliver this thing to him."

"Huo Ling has a long lifespan. According to their calculations, he will only reach the crown in a few days." Speaking of Lin Xiangnan, Chu Yunxian's eyes softened unconsciously, and his tone seemed to be complaining, but there was a smile in it Meaning: "It's hard to believe, the bastard who usually looks like he's about to overthrow the heavens is actually a half-grown kid."

He raised the jade crown in his hand and rubbed it lightly, with deep nostalgia in his eyes: "This is a gift I prepared for him, but luckily, we have to separate before I can give it to him personally." The two worlds will never meet again in this lifetime."

"Don't worry." Shang Dui stepped forward to take the jade crown, put it in his sleeve with preciousness, and promised: "I will definitely bring this to him."

Chu Yunxian smiled: "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he leaned slightly towards the crowd, his voice was as gentle and polite as ever: "Everyone takes care."

Above the clouds, several immortals with elegant robes clasped their hands together and said loudly: "The priest takes care of it."

Chu Yunxian turned his head, and took a last look at the misty and solemn heaven. Thinking of that vivid figure, his eyes could not help dimming. With the soft sound of chain friction, he stepped out of the clouds slowly.

Since then, the past thousand years have all become illusory. The righteousness learned, the best friends I made, and the relatives I missed have all become illusory winds in this world, neither remembered nor understood.

As a result, the white robe intertwined with the clouds and mist, and finally some immortals fell into the mortal world.

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Then, when everyone was busy mourning the fall of this outstanding priest, only Shang Dui went to the corner alone, and slowly took out a piece of broken jade that was very similar in color to the jade crown from his sleeve robe.

This is what Chu Yunxian gave him along with Yuguan just now.

Although he didn't know the reason, he accepted the broken jade calmly according to Chu Yunxian's intention.

While there was no one around, Shang Dui picked up the broken jade and inspected it carefully, and found that there was faint spiritual power flowing on it. He immediately closed his eyes and probed into it. I couldn't help but feel a big shock in my heart.

This Chu Yunxian... actually separated his spirit and soul and stored it in this broken jade!

Unlike the priests who ascended the day after tomorrow, for people who are born priests such as Qiankun Kanli, the soul is the most important thing for them.

This is a treasure given to them by the Dao of Heaven. All their divine power and perception of the Dao of Heaven depend on their souls. The stronger their souls are, the stronger their strength will become.

Similarly, if the soul is damaged, the damage to them is also extremely fatal.

Shang Dui once went wrong in his practice, and his spirit was a little shaken, but fortunately he was not injured, but even so, he was still in a cold sweat from the pain, and he tried to adjust his breath for many days before he managed to temporarily heal the injury. pressed down.

If the soul is torn apart...

As long as he thought about it, he felt a chill in his bones - he never expected that such a gentle and refined person would have such terrifying courage to strike him so harshly.

When Shang Dui was secretly startled, the remaining spiritual consciousness on the broken jade sensed his aura, and the next second, Chu Yunxian's familiar voice rang in his ears intermittently: "Brother Shang, please seal this thing up." Cut down the mountains in the south, and when I enter the mountains, I can regain my memory."

The game is not over yet, the final winner...who can guess?

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