After Jiang Niannian died, her soul came to a strange place.

She felt a little uneasy and looked around.

Everything was red and black, the sky was noticeably darkening, and the air was filled with thick black fog.

Two people in strange costumes, one black and one white, appeared out of nowhere in front of him. The one in white was smiling and wearing a long hat with the words "You are here too~" written on it. The one in black had a fierce look on his face and the words "Catching you~" were written on his long hat.

The corners of Jiang Niannian's mouth twitched. How come the Black and White Impermanence in the underworld are so down-to-earth?

Without saying a word, the two men tied her up with a long black chain and walked forward. After a while, they arrived at a large hall.

A scene in the underworld, in the middle of the night, with a bright mirror hanging high.

A judge sat in the center of the hall, with many people standing beside him, all wearing ghost masks.

Jiang Niannian felt hopeless.

Well, she must be dead.

She looked at her red wedding dress and felt extremely sad.

She missed Yin Buqi very much, but she never expected that she would die on her wedding day.

They lived together for seventeen years, but ultimately could not stay together.

Her heart skipped a beat, and a sour feeling slowly welled up inside her, as if the blood could not bear the heavy burden. The swollen pain spread from her heart. She covered her eyes with her arms and held back the tiny sobs in her throat.

The judge looked at the book of life and death in his hand and asked her, "Who is the dead?"

Jiang Niannian wiped her tears and replied, "Jiang Niannian, date of birth unknown."

She came from a book, and the book did not give much description of this insignificant character.

The judge spoke in a ghostly voice, holding a wooden stick in his hand, and said, "How dare you! You dare to deceive me! There is no one named Jiang Niannian who died today in the list of life and death."

Jiang Niannian was stunned for a moment, then she thought of something and said, "Then check Jiang Yan to see if there is any."

"No." The judge shook his head again and said, "Let's put her on the reincarnation platform first to see if she can remember anything."

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Jiang Niannian stood on the reincarnation platform.

The endless view was all white, with smoke lingering at her feet, rising slowly and then dissipating slowly.

It feels like being in a dream, both real and unreal.

While he was in a trance, he saw a woman.

She was wearing a wide, snow-white robe with long sleeves that trailed to the ground, and her hair was tied up in a loose bun.

Auspicious clouds flew past her from time to time, like flowing clouds in the blue sky.

She sat there quietly, as if embedded in a painting, with light shining through from behind, and her whole body seemed to radiate a faint, soft halo.

And although that face looked exactly like hers, the beauty that emanated from it went far beyond appearance.

The beauty is gentle, gentle to the extreme, gentle enough to encompass everything.

The world is so small, and she is the only one standing in it.

Jiang Niannian asked, "Who are you?"

The woman rolled up her eyelashes and said calmly, "You're here."

Jiang Niannian had never heard such a comfortable sound, it felt like white clouds floating across the sky, with a lingering charm, like listening to heavenly music.

The woman said, "Nian is another name for the intention in one's heart. All things are born from thoughts, good and evil are also born from thoughts. I have no surname, only the word Nian."

Jiang Niannian asked: "Do you recognize me?"

"Yes." The woman nodded. "A thousand years ago, my clone pushed me off the Fallen Immortal Platform. My soul was destroyed and my three souls and six spirits were scattered in the human world. But I never thought that one of my spirits would separate from my body and go to another parallel world."

Jiang Niannian widened her eyes slightly: "You mean, I am just a soul that you separated from me?!"

"Yes." The woman smiled faintly.

"Then you are..."

"I am the god transformed from the Kunlun Immortal Tree, and I am also the Heavenly Dao from a thousand years ago."

Jiang Niannian was stunned.

Her mind was confused, yet unusually clear, and many things that had happened before seemed to make sense.

No wonder she has been orphaned since birth in modern times.

No wonder she has a natural talent for plants and trees.

No wonder Teng Jiao said she smelled like his mother.

Jiang Niannian suddenly felt an unbearable headache, and many images flashed by, as if something was coming back to her.

"If you are not dead, why are you here?"

"In normal reincarnation, the three souls and seven spirits will dissipate into the world, including the one spirit that controls emotions and the one soul that controls memory. The remaining two souls and six spirits will also be broken and reassembled in the reincarnation, becoming a new complete soul and spirit, and then reincarnated. But I am still alive and well in this reincarnation platform, and even you have been called back."

At this point, the woman smiled bitterly and said, "It must be that my disciple used some kind of heaven-defying technique to reincarnate his soul. He has always... never given me peace of mind."

Jiang Niannian's mind was in a mess, as if some dormant memories were about to break out.

She asked slowly: "What's the disciple's name?"

"My disciple..." The woman thought for a moment and said, "Let's call him Yin... Yin..."

Jiang Niannian: "You...did you forget?"

The woman looked at her and smiled.

It is apparently gentle and sacred, but once you touch it, its childish and dull side will be revealed.

It's quite cute.

No, that's also half of herself. Does she think she is cute?

When did she become so narcissistic?!

Jiang Niannian couldn't wait to ask, "Is your disciple called Yin Li, with the courtesy name Buqi?"

"Yes, that's the name."

In an instant, memories that had been sealed for thousands of years poured out.

Jiang Niannian remembered,

She and Yin Buqi did have an ill-fated relationship.

"Hey! Judge, the soul of the woman who just entered the reincarnation platform actually flew away?!"

"Do you want to go and get it back?"

The judge closed the Book of Life and Death and shook his head: "She is not someone we in the underworld can take in."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly sensed something, and his eyes were filled with ecstasy and shock. "The red spider lily has bloomed! You guys should get ready, the Emperor of Nine Yin is about to wake up, and our underworld has a master!"