"Uh... Master Shimizu?"
Judge Cui had met Master Qing Shui, but Master Qing Shui had never met him, so when Judge Cui called out his name, he frowned subconsciously: "You know me?"
Judge Cui really wants to tell Master Qing Shui that I not only know you, I also know your daughter, my master hangs out with her every day.
His Majesty the Lord gave Judge Cui a warning look, and Judge Cui's little heart trembled for a while, he settled his expression, and showed an official-style bewildered smile: "A thousand years ago, on the birthday of the Immortal Venerable, the next official once I was fortunate enough to meet Master Qingshui, Master Qingshui forgets a lot, and probably doesn’t remember getting off the job, my surname is Cui, Judge Mingdong.”
The underworld is divided into five realms, east, west, north, south, and middle. Each realm has a judge. The east judge is one of the five judges. The underworld did send people to attend the birthday banquet of the immortal. It is very likely that the east judge will be in the banquet. It's just that if such a person of status really met him face to face, he shouldn't forget it.
Master Qing Shui looked at Judge Cui suspiciously, intending to continue to question, but he seemed too abrupt, besides, he didn't think the judge in the underworld had any reason to fabricate the facts.
He suppressed unnecessary thoughts, greeted Judge Cui, and then looked at the man behind the stone table and said, "Dare you ask, are you Lord Qingcheng?"
Mr. Fujun hummed lightly, and said unhurriedly: "I don't know that the real person is coming, but I am not far away to welcome you. Please sit down."
Judgment Cui saw his lord's small appearance like a cloud and high sun, and he knew that he was playing tricks again. After 20,000 years, he still can't get rid of the stink of playing tricks. Can this trick be played with anyone? That man is Xiaolong's father!
You will suffer in the future!
The Lord Fujun said calmly: "Go and make a pot of tea for the real person, and I want the top-quality Biluochun."
Judge Cui gave his lord a blank look, and went into the house to make tea for the two of them.
The tea in the underworld is naturally not real tea, but a kind of underworld energy that nourishes the soul. This kind of underworld energy is not easy to find, especially the "Biluochun" that his adults drink, it must be the best tea in the underworld. Pure and most nourishing, its efficacy is second only to that of the soul.
Even he seldom drinks this kind of Biluochun, it can be seen that his lord still cares about Master Qingshui very much.
Judge Cui made some "tea".
Master Qing Shui is not used to drinking this kind of thing, so he didn't touch the cup, but cut to the point and said: "I actually came to ask Mr. Qingcheng about something important today."
Lord Fujun asked indifferently: "The real person wants to ask the remnant soul of the god?"
Master Qing Shui smiled politely: "Your Majesty knows things like a god, I don't know if Your Majesty knows his whereabouts?"
Lord Fujun picked up the teacup and took a sip quietly: "Of course I know, but I can't disclose his whereabouts to outsiders. I hope Master Qingshui will forgive me."
After all, Master Qingshui is here to ask for help, and his attitude is very good. Besides, Lord Qingcheng’s qualifications are similar to those of Immortal Venerable, so Master Qingshui has no reason not to be polite in front of the other party: "I have urgent business with him, If Mr. Fu can do something convenient, Qing Shui will be very grateful."
His Majesty sighed slightly: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but that his whereabouts really shouldn't be revealed, how about this, if the real person trusts me, tell me what is going on with him, and I will convey it to the real person." .”
Judge Cui: "Oh!"
Master Qing Shui looked at him strangely.
Lord Fujun glared at him, and said calmly: "If a real person can't trust me..."
Having said this, His Majesty the Fujun paused for a moment.
Master Qingshui hurriedly said: "No, I didn't mean to distrust the Lord Fu, and the Lord Fu is willing to pass the message on my behalf, I am too late to be grateful."
Judge Cui opened his mouth, and wanted to say something again, His Excellency made a trick, and Judge Cui became dumb.
Mr. Fujun smiled and looked at Master Qing Shui: "Really, please tell me. If there is anything I can help, I will spare no effort."
"I would like to thank the Lord in advance." Master Qingshui cupped his hands, and then began to explain why he came, "In fact, I want to find that Lord to open the passage to the God Realm."
Master Qingshui didn't say why he opened the passage, and the Lord Fu didn't ask, if other monks came to him, they must want to ascend to God, but Master Qingshui, he most likely wanted to find Xiaolong's mother.
Mr. Fujun originally wanted to open the passage, so why not do it with one more helper now
Mr. Fujun pretended to hesitate for a while: "Actually, Shenjun also intends to return to the God Realm, but his physical body is completely destroyed, and he cannot open the passage to the God Realm with only a remnant soul, and it is necessary... to reshape his real body. good."
If it was just the real body of an ordinary monk, the immortal would be able to do it, but the god... Master Qingshui felt that it might not be that simple.
Master Qingshui looked at the Lord Fu Jun, "I would like to hear the details."
Mr. Fujun said: "Shenjun has already started to reshape his real body, but there are still two things missing."
"What?" Shimizu asked.
"Thousand phoenix wood, Nuwa soil." The Fujun said humanely.
Judge Cui was taken aback, what about the true blood of the magic dragon? Did you eat it? !
Master Qingshui paused: "The Thousand Phoenix Wood is in my hands. If it can really help the god to reshape the real body, I can offer it to you at any time, but Nuwa soil... When Nuwa Empress created the human race, she used up all the divine soil. There's nothing left."
The Lord Fujun was silent.
If Nuwa soil was so easy to obtain, it would not be possible to have no whereabouts of it so far.
Master Qing Shui said: "I'll go back and ask my senior brother, he might know something."
His Excellency Fu Jun said politely: "The real man walks slowly."
Immediately after Master Qing Shui left the underworld, his soul returned to his place and flew to the fairy world.
The Immortal Venerable transformed into wide wings, and was using the sweet-scented osmanthus cream sent by Fairy Bixia to maintain his beautiful feathers. Seeing him coming, he didn't lift his eyelids: "What's the matter?"
Master Qingshui cut to the chase and said, "Brother, have you heard of Nuwatu?"
Xianzun continued to maintain his feathers: "I heard about it, what's the matter?"
Master Qing Shui asked: "Do you know where there are more?"
Immortal Venerable paused for a while with the osmanthus ointment on his hand: "What are you going to do? Create a human?"
Master Qing Shui thought for a while, then nodded: "Yeah."
Immortal Venerable fluttered his wide wings, completely changed back to human form, looked at his junior brother like a fool, and said: "Your brain is broken?"
Master Qingshui told Xianzun verbatim about the meeting with Lord Qingcheng: "...he is missing Nuwatu now, if he can find out the whereabouts of Nuwatu, he can let the god reshape his real body, Only then will there be a chance to open the passage to the God Realm."
"Nuwa Soil, Thousand Phoenix Wood..." The Immortal Venerable pinched his fingers, "So, he has already found the Soul-Breaking Stone, the Demon Fire of the Ten Thousand Territories, and the Spring of Ten Thousand Yins?"
"Huh?" Master Qing Shui was taken aback.
The immortal said slowly: "The five elements give birth to the five viscera, and the five viscera are all in order to gather energy. The Lord Fu said that the gods only need Nuwa soil and Qianhuangmu. So the other three viscera have found a suitable source?"
Master Qing Shui shook his head and said, "I didn't ask about that."
The Immortal Venerable snorted and said: "These few things are indeed the most suitable for rebuilding the five internal organs of the gods. If he is looking for Nuwa soil and Qianhuangmu, then Fujun should not lie to you."
Master Qingshui frowned and said, "But Nuwa soil is gone."
Xianzun raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes."
Master Qing Shui was slightly startled: "Is there?"
Immortal Venerable raised his chin and said: "A few years ago when Nu Wa created the human race, she accidentally dropped a piece of mud on the ground, and she asked the Teng Snake under her seat to pick it up afterwards. Nuwa, Nuwa was short of something when mending the sky, and ended up filling herself in. This matter was known to the Emperor of Heaven. In a rage, the Emperor of Heaven expelled Teng Snake from the shrine. A piece of Nuwa's soil is also taken away, you go to Teng Snake."
Master Qingshui said suspiciously: "Isn't the real Soaring Snake already dead? The Soaring Snake was killed by Hades, and then Hades was punished to look like a Soaring Snake, imprisoned in the Underworld forever..."
Immortal Venerable changed his wings again, and while applying osmanthus ointment, he said: "Then ask Pluto, he is the last one to see Soaring Snake, maybe he can know something."
Master Qingshui then turned back to the underworld.
Mr. Fujun never expected that he would come back so soon, and he was taking Qiao Weiwei to catch the ghost on the boat on the Wangchuan River.
Ever since the Yasha incident happened, Lord Fujun no longer dared to let Qiao Weiwei out of his sight. Qiao Weiwei sat obediently in his arms, eating the soul he caught.
When Judge Cui rushed to the Wangchuan River with Master Qingshui, what he saw was the Lord Fujun sitting on a flat boat, and a slender girl sitting on his lap, her posture was somewhat ambiguous.
The girl's face and body were blocked by his broad figure, but she could vaguely see an ankle protruding from under the skirt, like beautiful jade, white and delicate.
The girl leaned on his shoulder, her black hair slid down long, entangled with his black hair.
This picture is so ambiguous that people can't see it.
Master Qingshui cleared his throat, looked away, but couldn't help but glanced at the two of them, feeling strange in his heart, this feeling of really wanting to grab Mr. Fu and beat him up is something swollen...