The various situations they had together in the past were vivid, and at this moment he understood why Fang Buzhi would always be covered. It turned out that he was Xia Qingning's soul! He sealed his true body, and he cracked his soul.

After working hard for a long time, I didn't notice the slightest shadow of Chu Xiyin. Xia Qingning withdrew his hand weakly, his eyes full of tears......

"I've seen the god of the underworld!" Emperor Dongyue took the lead in making a big salute to Xia Qingning.

Why?

Because where is this god reorganized into his true body, and what kind of god will he become in the future? This is a rule handed down from ancient times. Xia Qingning reorganized his true body in the underworld, so he is a well-deserved god of the underworld.

"Hades!" Several emperors knelt on the ground one after another.

Xia Qingning heard the sound of worship, turned around in a distracted manner, and was dressed in white clothes with a moonlight-like light.

Xue Yan looked at Xia Qingning stupidly, pointed at him, and was pulled to his knees by the Tricky Emperor before he could speak. "Don't look directly at the god of the underworld, there are no rules!"

In this way, Xia Qingning became the new god of the underworld, the god of the underworld that several emperors were convinced of.

Friends who used to fight side by side are now subordinates, and Xue Yan feels like a dream. He walked three steps behind Xia Qingning, walking aimlessly with him in the underworld.

"Just ask whatever you want, don't hold it back!" Xia Qingning's expression was still in a trance, but there was a kind of solemnity for a god invisibly.

"Who the hell are you?" Xue Yan felt that this Xia Qingning was a mystery, and he must find out the answer to the mystery today.

Xia Qingning paused, looked at the endless flowers in front of him, and replied, "Daoyi!"

Xue Yan only felt a "boom" in his brain, and his whole face turned white, "You...... You say you're the god of war in the god realm, and you're a god of war?" "This world is too crazy, isn't it? He was born and died with the god of war many times, and he became friends with one of his souls.

"Hmm!"

Xue Yan suddenly felt that the world was impermanent, this person who had been dead for so long was actually resurrected? Thinking of something, his mouth spat something, "Aren't you dead?" This resurrection from the dead is too abnormal.

Xia Qingning smiled bitterly, he would rather sleep in the ground than taste the heart-wrenching taste of losing his lover. With tears in his eyes, he suddenly stopped there, and said sadly: "The debt of the previous life, the debt of this life, Mingyue, senior brother is wrong! If you forgive me, will you come back?" He didn't say anything in the second half of the sentence, "When you come back, senior brother will listen to you for everything." ”

Xue Yan felt another "boom" in his brain, and his eyes almost didn't fall out. Looking at the figure that was gradually moving away, his heart turned over and over, "Chu Xiyin!" Although he had a faint feeling in his heart, he still chased after him, "You say that the high priest of the moon?"

"You guessed right!" Xia Qingning didn't need to look back at Xue Yan's face when he heard this surprised voice, he had already guessed what Xue Yan thought.

Hearing this, Xue Yan had mixed feelings in his heart, Chu Xiyin was actually the reincarnation of the High Priest of Mingyue. And Princess Shanruo, whom he once loved deeply, is also a soul of Chu Xiyin. Other words......

His heart was turbulent, "Oh my God, I actually fell in love with a god!"

After a few teleportations, Xia Qingning returned to Xiaoyao Pavilion.

Today's weather is excellent, the blue sky is cloudless, and a round of red sun reflects the colorful glow on the horizon, which is extremely beautiful! The waves hit the beach, and everywhere is leisurely.

As soon as Xia Qingning appeared, he found that the Great God of the Wind was standing in front of the main hall with two apprentices and a disciple of Xiaoyao Pavilion, and he was inexplicably a little lost in his heart, "It's finally a showdown!" In the years here, he used to be the calmest and happiest.

God is doomed to loneliness!

The restoration of the divine body is admired by all people, but what is lost is the simplest happiness with them.

"Dao is a god!" they saluted Xia Qingning.

Xia Qingning raised his hand, and the soft light held up the Great Wind God, the Flowing True Monarch and the Holy Jade Immortal Monarch. "They are all old acquaintances, are the three of you trying to torment me?"

The great god of the wind looked at Xia Qingning with a light smile, and he knew that he was not protecting this god in vain.

I have called myself a teacher for many years, and now I know that people are gods. Liuyan Zhenjun only felt that it was like a dream, he was the little fan brother of the gods, so his face was full of reverence, and he didn't dare to exceed the slightest rule.

Saint Jade Immortal Jun only felt that the aura of this "apprentice" was getting bigger and bigger, and his mood could be described as extremely complicated. is proud of being his master for many years, but also annoyed that he has no eyes. The god in front of him doesn't look like a mortal from any point, why did he take someone as an apprentice?

Alas, I am afraid that I am not qualified to be an apprentice to others! I suddenly feel ashamed of myself......

The little juniors who used to worship Xia Qingning held their breath, and they were undoubtedly excited at this moment. Their elder brother has actually become a god! They are very proud, envious, admired, and fearful. One by one, they did not dare to raise their heads, for fear of blaspheming the gods.

The four of them went up to the "Yuan" hall, and this group of disciples gathered together, "Senior brother has become a god, my God, I'm not dreaming, right?"

"That is, our senior brother is a god!"

"Ah...... What a god!"

......

In the past, it was Xia Qingning, a little apprentice, who made tea for them, but now the tea maker has become a master and an uncle.

The brothers cooperated with each other, pricking up their ears to listen to the conversation between the two great gods.

"Are you really going to be the god of the underworld?"

"Hmm!"

"There are countless evil spirits sealed in the depths of the underworld!"

"I know, it was sealed by Mingyue and the previous generation of Hades together!"

"Watch out there!"

"Thank you!"

The Holy Jade Immortal Monarch took the small teapot and poured a cup of tea for each of the two great gods, and the Flowing True Monarch respectfully served the tea.

The bad wind god looked at the two apprentices who were as cramped and restless as the little daughter-in-law who had just entered the door, one was happy, and the other couldn't stop the car, and laughed, "It's rare that you two are so well-behaved today!"

The Holy Jade Immortal Jun rolled his eyes, he didn't say anything, but in his heart, he counted the master of this pit man, "This old man really eats too much, and he is idle......! There is no great god at all. ”

Liuyan Zhenjun really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, but the floor in this hall was solid and symmetrical, and there was no crack in the ground for him to drill. Thinking that he went to the Dead Domain to save this nephew, it didn't help much, but it comforted the family for several days. Now that he found out that this was the Venerable of the Gods, he only felt that the original rescue was a joke.

Glancing at the expressions of the former master and uncle, Xia Qingning was speechless, today he finally knew where the unreliable character of the Holy Jade Immortal Jun was!

"Do you regret becoming a god of the underworld and not going back to rebuild the god realm?"

Xia Qingning shook his head, "If there is no bright moon, maybe I will never be able to resurrect." God, fame and fortune are all floating clouds, and only she is the one I can't give up the most. ”

"I finally know what you want, I'm glad for you!" the god of the wind took a sip of tea from his cup.

Xia Qingning's eyes were clear, and what he was thinking and thinking could be seen through at a glance, "You also want to resurrect her?"

"Hmm!" he did not deny.

With a sigh from the wind god, forget it, when he didn't hear it, when he didn't know it!

Xuantian Sword Sect.

Fengyue was sitting in the pavilion in the Tingxue Mansion, sewing clothes, and she practiced swords with Chu Wuji's sons and daughters, Chu Yu and Chu Zhen, in the courtyard. The two little people, inheriting the advantages of their parents, gave birth to a good skin, and had good qualifications, and are the key training objects in the sect. Although the person is not big, this move is a board and a glance, and it is very fatherly.

Yun Meng knocked Xiao Chuzhen's waist with the scabbard, "The waist should be straight, and the sword should be stable!" Glancing at Chu Yu, he saw that the child's forehead was sweating, but he waved his small wooden sword without saying a word. She was relieved in her heart, "The Chu family really has a successor!"

The little girl pouted and begged, "Aunt Yun, can you rest for a while, I've been practicing for half an hour, Zhen'er is thirsty!"

Yun Meng naturally relented, "If you practice again, you can rest and burn half incense kung fu!"

As soon as they heard this, the faces of the two little dolls were full of joy, and they practiced their swords even harder.

Yun Meng walked into the pavilion, and Feng Yue poured her a cup of tea, "Sit down and rest for a while!"

"You're making clothes for them again?" Yun Meng picked up the teacup, raised his neck and drank it all, approached Feng Yue to carefully look at the small clothes in Feng Yue's hand, only to see that the clothes were extremely soft and had fine stitches, but they were more exquisite than before. "These two children's clothes can be put in the yard!"

Fengyue smiled bitterly, "That's how I pass the time!" Ever since she killed her husband by mistake, she couldn't touch the sword. If she wasn't even allowed to take the needle, she really didn't know what she was supposed to do.

Sister for many years, how could Yun Meng not know where her demons were, reached out and held her hand, not knowing how to comfort her. Some things, no matter how many times you say, it is useless for the parties to come out if they can't come out.

After the two little dolls finished practicing their swords, they ran over one after the other, "Mother...... I'm thirsty!"

Yun Meng smiled and wiped their sweat, and pushed two cups of boiled water that had been cooled in front of them, "Come, one cup per person!" The two children took the water and drank it with a gulp. Before the ass could sit down, a familiar voice was heard. "Chu Zhen, Chu Yu, look at what delicious food Uncle Qi has brought you!" Chu Wujian, Yun Tian and Yun Feiyang, who had gone out to practice, came back. Chu Wujian held two spirit fruits in his hand, the size of a child's fist, flashing with purple light.

"It's so fragrant!" Yun Meng's nose smelled a unique aroma of Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass.

When the two little dolls heard Chu Wujian calling them, their eyes lit up, and they rushed over with their little short legs, and the seventh uncle who loved them the most came back. "Seven Uncle ......" scrambled to stretch out their little meat hands to hug them.

Seeing that his father-in-law and uncle had come back safely, Feng Yue breathed a sigh of relief, silently put down half of the work, and walked to the kitchen. When Chu Wuchen just died, she hated herself, Chu Xiyin and Chu Wujian, and all of them. Later, in the process of stumbling day by day, I figured it out, and they were all right. This resentment is gone, and after many years of getting along, they are her only remaining relatives.