After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

According to the normal process, the messenger should take everyone to register and register the files, and even leave relevant information such as breath fingerprints.

However, because Huang Qi was an out-and-out poor guy, Xin Guan didn't bother to pay attention to him, let alone take a look at him, and he didn't even look away from him.

The rich Yelige and several other people had already made their identities known. They were staff members of the Jiuxiao Temple, and there was no need for him to be attentive.

Therefore, Xing Guan walked away irresponsibly.

It was the first time for Huang Qi to come to such a lofty place. The fairy aura was floating around him and he was so airy that he almost felt stupid.

The whole process was so confusing that I didn’t even know where to put my feet and couldn’t walk.

Ye Lige winked, and Wanniang stepped forward and said, "Fellow Taoist, let's go to the registration office together!"

Huang Qi's eyes lit up and he was grateful, "Fairy, please!"

Wan Niang had registered when she went down to the next world, and she also had to go through relevant procedures when she returned.

The Jie Temple in the God Realm is a Qingshui Yamen, and few people usually come in and out.

Even if there are people coming in and out, they are just insignificant figures like little gods and immortals.

Those powerful people who really make it to the stage, they just swish eastward and then west, and they don't even bother with this kind of teleportation array that specifically leads to the lower world.

Even if there is, you will be notified in advance.

The person in charge here is a high god named Cheng Wu, and this high god is usually too lazy to sit at work, so his subordinates handle related matters.

Although the man's cultivation was not high, he was responsible. At a glance, he saw Ye Lige and others who had not come in to complete the formalities.

"Senior, what's going on with those guys?"

Wan Niang didn't blush and said without her heart beating: "Oh, you are here to pick me up!"

is it?

The man scratched his head. His cultivation level was low and he was not yet at the divine level. He couldn't see through the situation just now. "It seems so!"

I didn't notice it before, he must have just come to pick someone up.

The seventh-rank officials in front of the prime minister's door, the people from Jiuxiao Temple are the most difficult to mess with.

In line with the principle that doing more is worse than doing less, Ye Lige and the others just got through.

Jiang Fusheng said in confusion, "Aunt Seventeen, Huang Qi is applying for household registration!"

The implication is, won’t we handle it?

If someone investigates the underworld, why don't they arrest us?

Ye Lige smiled slightly, "We can't!"

Jiang Fusheng, "Oh!"

That's the only thing he's good about, he never breaks the casserole and asks the truth.

Aunt Seventeen is already confident. Why is he, a junior, still scratching his head over these unimportant things?

But he still asked in a low voice, "Where are we going?"

When I first came to a new area, I had no house, no car, no savings, and my cultivation level was still weak. I really felt insecure.

Ye Lige smiled slightly, "Let's go home!"

Jiang Fusheng was slightly surprised, "Where are you going back to?"

"Jiang family!" Jiang Fusheng once thought that Aunt Seventeen might go to her biological father and mother, or go to Jiuxiao Temple. But what she didn't expect was that her so-called return home was actually to the Jiang family in the God Realm. .

Jiang Fusheng, "But...?"

Ye Lige: "There is nothing wrong with it, unless you don't admit that you are a descendant of the Jiang family and not a descendant of ancestor Jiang Huaide."

She had already thought about it. If she wanted to live quietly, she needed to find a place where she could gain a stable foothold in the divine world without being too obvious.

The Jiang family in the God Realm is undoubtedly the best choice.

Moreover, there is a pudding that has been causing harm to the Jiang family. Is it still in the Jiang family now?

Even though Bu Dian is dead, he still has many clones, as well as his physical body that exists in the God Realm.

All of this needs to be dealt with cleanly.

And Pudding Jiang Huaili is the key to all this.

……

For the Jiang family in the God Realm, one day in the God Realm is one year in the Lower Realm. This conversion ratio may not be accurate, but the flow rate of time is indeed very different.

From that day on, the Jiang family became gloomy and gloomy.

I really can't be happy. The main pillar of the Jiang family, Sanyu Shenjun, is still in a coma.

Jiang Shouli, the eldest son of Patriarch Jiang, was also unconscious.

An old man and a young man are all like this, how can they be happy?

Chief Jiang couldn't stop sighing. Even Jiang Shou'an, who usually ate food and didn't care about anything else, stayed in the mansion for the rare occasion.

On this day, the housekeeper of the mansion came to report in person, "Chief, there are several young people coming from outside the mansion."

Outside the house? young people?

Chief Jiang: "Drive away!"

It’s not my own child, so who cares about it!

Then he glared at his third son fiercely.

Jiang Shou'an: It's simply baffling. What does this have to do with me?

Patriarch Jiang: You are quite old, let alone expect you to carry on the family line. You have not even held the hand of a female. Who else would I be glaring at you?

If it weren't for the fact that the Jiang family had no heirs, could his father be in a coma?

Jiang Shouan: Does this have anything to do with me?

Patriarch Jiang: The relationship is too big. If there are a bunch of blood descendants walking around, would the old father be willing to fall into a coma?

I had to get up even though I was holding on.

The old father's eyes were so scary that Jiang Shouli stood up directly and said, "Uncle Zhou, let me go with you to take a look!"

Then, following Butler Zhou, he left as if running away.

Jiang Shouan said, "Uncle Zhou, are there some special people outside?"

Butler Zhou is an old man from the Jiang Mansion. He usually does things very properly and has won the trust of the Three Fish God.

He can take charge of ordinary matters by himself.

Butler Zhou smiled mysteriously: "The third young master will understand after seeing it!"

Jiang Huaian took a deep look at Butler Zhou and thought to himself, why is this so pretentious?

But when the two of them arrived outside the mansion one after another, Jiang Huaian was stunned when he saw Jiang Fusheng standing in the front... Like, this is too similar!

Who does it look like?

His second brother Jiang Huaide.

Because he and Jiang Huaide are twin brothers and similar to him.

Although the bloodline of the Jiang family is not as domineering as the bloodline of the Gods, it is still relatively powerful.

This straight nose bridge and this long face shape are all characteristics and bonus points of the Jiang family.

There is another thing that Ye Lige never expected, that is, Jiang Fusheng's atavistic expression and demeanor are exactly the same as Jiang Huaide's when he was young.

Jiang Fusheng entered the Tao through food, and he was a cook who weighed pots and carried spoons.

Jiang Huaide entered Taoism through gambling. Logically speaking, such a person should have a shrewd appearance.

But the fact is exactly the opposite. Jiang Huaide has a down-to-earth temper and looks silly and stupid.

People who are unfamiliar with it will definitely think at first, is this silly boy here to give me money?

Win him!

As a result, I even lost my underwear in the end.

The difference is that Jiang Huaide is as wise as a fool, while Jiang Fusheng is really not shrewd.

However, at this moment, Jiang Huaian seemed to see the shadow of his second brother in the other person, and his eye circles suddenly turned red.

"How many of you...?"

There is a slight lump in the throat, and there are thousands of words to say, but I don't know how to say them all at once.

On the other hand, Jiang Fusheng was very calm. He had indeed participated in countless ancestor worship activities, but Jiang Huaide, the first generation ancestor of his family, never left any information of his own.

Perhaps it was left behind and destroyed by Pudding.

With Bu Dian's ability, he can tamper with other people's memories from a distance. What else can't he do?

Or, it might be destroyed by the black dragon.

But these are no longer important. As long as these descendants are alive, they are all living evidence that they will avenge their ancestors.

So Jiang Fusheng said: "This junior's surname is Jiang!"