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Finally, Chen Feng sent Xiao Lin back to the Xiao family manor, and he returned to the morgue.

"Huh?"

As soon as he reached the door of the morgue, Chen Feng found an extremely cold breath coming out of the door of the morgue.

However, there was no fear. Chen Feng opened the door with his head held high and stepped in.

In the morgue, a deep figure stood with the door straight behind his back. The boundless cold breath was transmitted from him.

Seeing this figure, Chen Feng sighed in his eyes, and a very cordial feeling came naturally.

"Bold mortal, I'm judge Cui Jue of the underworld. Why don't you kneel when you see this judge?" The deep figure slowly turned around, full of dignity.

With that, an invisible threat suddenly covered Chen Feng. For a moment, like a gust of wind rising from the ground, the whole morgue suddenly became dark.

Chen Feng just stood in place with a smile, and his strong Taoist heart radiated an unyielding will, which made Chen Feng steadily resist this powerful threat.

"Oh? I can't imagine how capable I am. " Cui Jue looked at Chen Feng with appreciation: "did you ask the ghost to report to our magistrate that an old friend of Qingyun Mountain wanted to meet me?"

Then Cui Jue stared at Chen Feng and asked, "where is the old friend of Qingyun Mountain?"

Chen Feng was still silent. He just looked at Cui Jue carefully, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Hum!" Seeing that Chen Feng ignored himself, Cui Jue suddenly snorted angrily: "boy, the judge asked you something. Why don't you answer?"

Finally, a loving smile appeared on Chen Feng's face. Yes, it was a loving smile.

"Xiao Cui, you still have such a hot temper!" Chen Feng smiled.

"Xiao Cui?" Cui Jue seemed to be touched against the scales, and the muscles on his face twitched. It seemed that he had reached the edge of explosion: "bold mortal, how dare you call this judge like this? What crime should we commit!"

With these words, Cui Jue's big round eyes stared at Chen Feng fiercely, and the cold released from his body was even stronger.

But Chen Feng saw a touch of sadness in the depths of Cui Jue's eyes.

"Xiao Cui, do you remember the bowl of Buddha jumping off the wall in Cui family village?" Chen Feng seemed to recall some things, and his eyes were full of disappointment.

"The Buddha jumping over the wall in cuijiazhuang?" Cui Jue was stunned, and then looked at Chen Feng in shock. For a long time, memories flashed in his mind.

"Uncle, I'm hungry!" Cui Jue, who was still very young, was dressed in rags and looked pitifully at a middle-aged man in front of him.

"Uncle, it was called Buddha jumping over the wall. It's delicious."

"Uncle, are you really an immortal? I want to be an immortal! "

"Master, please accept disciple Cui Jue's worship!"

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Cui Jue has never mentioned this matter to anyone. In the world, except himself, there is only his teacher, Danzu!

"Master... Master! Are you really a master? " The dignity on Cui Jue's face had long ceased to exist. Looking at Chen Feng, her eyes were filled with tears.

"Master, it's great that you're not dead..." Cui Jue was already sobbing. He knelt down at Chen Feng's feet and cried bitterly with Chen Feng in his arms.

The dignified underground magistrate knelt down at the feet of a mortal and cried like a child.

"Alas..." Chen Feng gently picked up Cui Jue, full of bitterness: "it's really gratifying that you still recognize me as a teacher. However, at the moment, the strength of being a teacher is no longer what it used to be, but nothing can help you. "

Hearing what Chen Feng said, Cui Jue was in a hurry and quickly knelt down again: "master, you are the disciple's reborn parents. It is the greatest blessing of heaven that the disciple can see that you are not dead. How dare you expect anything else?"

"Get up." Chen Feng's words seem to have an unspeakable taste, which is a vicissitudes precipitated by thousands of years.

"My teachers and disciples meet again here. It's a blessing in disguise." Chen Feng said quietly, "I came to you this time, but I wanted to ask you for something."

Cui Jue said hurriedly, "master, please say that no matter what, disciple will get it."

Chen Feng smiled: "it's not anything valuable. Do you remember giving you a spirit gathering ring when I accepted you as a teacher? "

"Remember, remember." Cui Jue nodded repeatedly. As soon as his fingertips lit up, a silver ring appeared in his palm.

"The gift given by the master at the beginning is useless to me, but the disciple has been hiding around all these years. Don't dare to abandon it at will." Cui jueman said solemnly, and his words contained infinite gratitude.

"Well, although this gathering ring is only the lowest inferior magic weapon, it can draw aura. It is of great use to me at present. I will take it back as a teacher for the time being." With that, Chen Feng gently put the silver ring into his middle finger.

For a moment, Chen Feng felt that the aura of the world around him was boiling and rushed towards him.

"Well, with the effect of this gathering ring, you can get twice the result with half the effort." Chen Feng seemed very happy and revealed a strong confidence all the time.

"Master, I don't think you have a magic weapon to protect your body. This autumn water spirit sword is used by me when I started. It's just suitable for you at this time." Cui Jue said, and there was another long green sword in his hand.

"Well, I'll take it as a teacher." Chen Feng is naturally not the kind of person who wants to lose face. Although the Qiushui sword is of low quality and only has the level of top-grade magic weapon, it is indeed the magic weapon most suitable for him at the moment.

After taking the Qiushui sword, a drop of blood was shot from Chen Feng's fingertips and integrated into the body of Qiushui sword. Suddenly, a feeling of blood connection came from Qiushui sword.

When my heart moved, Qiushui sword quickly integrated into my body. Another move, Qiushui sword slowly stretched out from Chen Feng's palm like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

One of the characteristics of magic weapons is that they can be refined into the body. When the mind moves, it can be retracted and released at will.

"Sir, since you failed in the robbery, the eldest and second senior brothers are very worried about you. Shall I inform them to see you in the secular world in the afterlife?" Cui Jue inquired.

"No." Chen Feng flatly refused: "your two senior brothers are busy, so I don't have to tell them about me."

Cui Jue nodded: "yes, since you failed to cross the robbery, the mysterious forces in the cultivation world have been moving more and more. The two senior brothers are busy dealing with it." With that, Cui Jue looked a little dignified: "however, it seems that the situation over there is not very good."

Chen Feng nodded: "so, we can't let them know the news of being a teacher, so as not to distract them and be taken advantage of by the enemy."

"Then... Should I get some pills to improve my cultivation..."

Cui Jue was about to ask, but Chen Feng immediately flatly denied him: "how can we rely on others again and again for the road of truth cultivation? Today, it's enough to get back the Juling ring and Qiushui sword for the teacher. The other things will be obtained by the teacher himself." With that, a strong self-confidence rose on Chen Feng's face.

"I have been taught." Cui jueman solemnly bowed his head and said.

"Go back today." Chen Feng said to Cui Jue, "don't talk about being a teacher."

"Yes, master!" Cui Jue replied respectfully. Then his body turned into a Yin wind and went deep into the ground.

Looking at the morgue where peace was restored again, Chen Feng didn't waste any time and sat cross legged. The spirit gathering ring on the middle finger of the right hand emits white light faintly, quickly attracting the aura around

PS: the mysterious Jianghu and the more mysterious cultivation world are gradually unveiling their veil. The following stories are still wonderful and YY. Please look forward to it.