Finally, Chen Feng sent Xiao Lin back to the Xiao family manor, and he himself returned to the morgue.
"Um?"
As soon as he reached the door of the morgue, Chen Feng sensed an extremely cold breath coming from the door.
However, there was no fear. Chen Feng held his head high and pushed the door open, then stepped in.
In the morgue, a tall figure stood with his back to the door. An endless cold aura emanated from him.
Seeing this back figure, Chen Feng's eyes were filled with sadness, and an extremely intimate feeling arose spontaneously.
"Bold mortal, I am Cui Jue, the judge of the underworld. Why don't you kneel before me?" The deep figure turned around slowly, full of majesty.
As he spoke, an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped Chen Feng. For a moment, it was like a gust of wind rising from the ground, and the entire morgue suddenly became dark.
Chen Feng just chuckled and stood there. His strong heart of Tao gave off an unyielding will, allowing Chen Feng to withstand this powerful pressure steadily.
"Oh? I didn't expect you to have such skills." Cui Jue looked at Chen Feng with admiration: "Did you ask the ghost messenger to report to this judge that an old friend from Qingyun Mountain wants to meet me?"
As he spoke, Cui Jue's eyes became eager. He stared at Chen Feng and asked, "Where is that old friend from Qingyun Mountain?"
Chen Feng still stood there silently, just looking at Cui Jue carefully, as if he wanted to see through him.
"Humph!" Seeing that Chen Feng ignored him, Cui Jue snorted angrily: "Boy, I'm asking you a question, why don't you answer?"
Finally, a kind smile appeared on Chen Feng's face. Yes, it was a kind smile.
"Xiao Cui, you still have such a hot temper!" Chen Feng chuckled.
“Xiao Cui?” Cui Jue’s facial muscles twitched as if his reverse scale had been touched. He seemed to be on the verge of exploding: “How dare you, a mortal, address this judge like that? What crime should you be punished for!”
As he spoke, Cui Jue stared at Chen Feng with his big round eyes, and the coldness emanating from his body became even stronger.
But Chen Feng saw a hint of sadness in the depths of Cui Jue's eyes.
"Xiao Cui, do you still remember the bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall that we had at Cuijiazhuang?" Chen Feng seemed to be recalling something, his eyes full of melancholy.
"Buddha Jumps Over the Wall from Cui Family Village?" Cui Jue was stunned, then looked at Chen Feng in shock, without saying a word for a long time. Scenes of memories flashed through his mind.
"Uncle, I'm hungry!" Cui Jue, who was still very young at the time, was wearing tattered clothes and looked pitifully at a middle-aged man in front of him.
"Uncle, this is called Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. It's really delicious."
"Uncle, are you really a god? I want to be a god too!"
"Master, please accept the respect of your disciple Cui Jue!"
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Cui Jue had never mentioned this matter to anyone. The only person in the world who knew about this was himself and his master - Dan Zu!
"Master... Master! Are you really Master?" The dignity on Cui Jue's face had long since disappeared. He looked at Chen Feng with tears in his eyes.
"Master, you are not dead, that's great..." Cui Jue had already burst into tears and knelt down at Chen Feng's feet, hugging Chen Feng and crying bitterly.
The dignified judge of the underworld actually knelt down at the feet of a mortal and cried like a child.
"Alas..." Chen Feng gently helped Cui Jue up, full of bitterness: "I am really pleased that you still recognize me as your master. However, my strength is no longer what it used to be, and there is nothing I can do to help you."
After hearing what Chen Feng said, Cui Jue suddenly became anxious and knelt down again in a hurry: "Master, you are my second parents. It is the greatest blessing from heaven that I can see you alive. How dare I ask for anything else?"
"Get up." There seemed to be an indescribable taste in Chen Feng's words, a kind of vicissitudes that had settled over thousands of years.
"It is a blessing for me and my disciple to meet again here." Chen Feng said quietly, "I came to you this time because I want to ask you for something."
Cui Jue said hurriedly: "Master, please tell me. No matter what it is, I will definitely get it for you."
Chen Feng laughed: "It's not a valuable thing. Do you still remember that when I accepted you as my disciple, I gave you a spirit gathering ring?"
"I remember, I remember." Cui Jue nodded repeatedly, his fingertips lit up, and a silver-white ring appeared in his palm.
“Although the gift from my master is of no use to me now, I have kept it with me all these years and would never dare to throw it away.” Cui Jue said solemnly, his words revealing infinite gratitude.
"Okay, although this spirit gathering ring is only a low-grade magic weapon, it can attract spiritual energy. It is of great use to me right now. I will take it back for now." As he said this, Chen Feng gently put the silver ring onto his middle finger.
In an instant, Chen Feng felt that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him suddenly boiled up and rushed towards him.
"Okay, with the help of this spirit gathering ring, my practice will be twice as effective with half the effort." Chen Feng seemed very happy, revealing a strong confidence at all times.
"Master, I see that you don't have a magic weapon to protect yourself. This Autumn Water Spirit Sword is what you asked me to use for practice when I first started learning. It's just right for you to use now." After Cui Jue finished speaking, there was another green sword in his hand.
"Well, I'll accept it." Chen Feng is naturally not the kind of person who cares too much about face. Although the Autumn Water Sword is of very low quality and only at the level of a top-grade magic weapon, it is indeed the most suitable magic weapon for him to use at the moment.
After taking the Qiushui Sword, a drop of blood shot out from Chen Feng's fingertips and merged into the body of the Qiushui Sword. Suddenly, a feeling of blood connection came from the Qiushui Sword.
With a thought, the Autumn Water Sword quickly merged into his body. With another thought, the Autumn Water Sword slowly emerged from Chen Feng's palm like bamboo shoots after rain.
A major feature of magic weapons is that they can be refined into the body, and can be retracted and released at will with just a thought.
"Master, ever since you failed to pass the tribulation, the eldest and second brothers have missed you very much. Do you want me to notify them to come to the secular world to see you?" Cui Jue asked.
"No need." Chen Feng flatly refused: "Your two senior brothers are busy with their work, so there is no need to tell them about my affairs."
Cui Jue nodded: "Yes, ever since you, Master, failed to transcend the tribulation, the mysterious force in the cultivation world has become more and more active, and the two brothers are busy dealing with it." Cui Jue's expression was a little solemn as he spoke: "However, it seems that the situation over there is not very good."
Chen Feng nodded: "In this case, we must not let them know the news about my master, lest they be distracted and the enemy take advantage of them."
"Then... do you want me to get some pills to improve my cultivation..."
Cui Jue was about to ask, but was immediately rejected by Chen Feng: "On the road of cultivation, how can you rely on others again and again? It is enough for your master to take back the Soul Gathering Ring and the Autumn Water Sword today. For the rest, your master can get it by himself." As he spoke, a strong sense of self-confidence rose on Chen Feng's face.
"I am grateful for your instruction, disciple." Cui Jue said solemnly with his head lowered.
"You can go back today." Chen Feng said to Cui Jue, "Don't tell anyone about my master's affairs."
"Yes, Master!" Cui Jue responded respectfully. Then, his body turned into a gust of cold wind and drilled deep into the ground with a whoosh.
Looking at the morgue that had returned to its peaceful state, Chen Feng did not waste any time and sat cross-legged. The spirit gathering ring on the middle finger of his right hand emitted a faint white light, quickly attracting the surrounding spiritual energy...
ps: The mysterious Jianghu and the even more mysterious world of cultivation are gradually unveiling their veils. The following stories will still be exciting and full of yy, so stay tuned.