"This court declares that Hu Yaoyao's soul has made meritorious contributions while serving his sentence and can go to the underworld to be punished. But the soul is originally a part of the original body, and Yang Xian is also the plaintiff, so he has the right to execute the punishment." The judge himself didn't quite believe what he said. He stammered and looked at Hu Yingying. "Hu Yingying will be sent to the ordinary prison of the Supernatural Administration. This trial ends here. Thank you all for your underground assistance."

After saying what seemed like a summary, the judge began to pack up his things.

He is under too much mental pressure today and needs to leave work early and rest.

As for what these great men in this room are going to do, it has nothing to do with him, an ordinary judge.

Hu Yingying was taken away, and the judge left as well. Cui Yu said a brief goodbye to Mianmian, and disappeared with the Ten Kings of Hell and the Ten Yin Marshals.

Only then did someone at the scene make an additional sound.

"Thank you, little aunt, thank you Yang Xian..."

"The monster is finally dead. I can give my son an explanation."

"Auntie, I will continue to support your live broadcast."

Amidst the crowd's thanks, Qingxu asked everyone to follow him to the backstage of the court.

This court was originally set up inside the Supernatural Administration, with a lounge at the back. He also said some words of thanks to Mianmian, then glanced at Yang Xian and quietly whispered a report to Mianmian in her ear.

"Yang Xian has been in Erlang Shen's temple these days. I guess he has received the statue." Qingxu reported, with embarrassment on his wrinkled face. "I don't know how to talk to him. He even learned some magic from me."

At that time, Qingxu thought that if Yang Xian continued to refuse the identity of "reincarnation", he could accept Yang Xian as his apprentice and teach Yang Xian the Tao in the same way as an ordinary person.

Yang Xian was originally a disciple of Taoism, but at that time it was divided into Jiejiao and Chenjiao, but now they are no longer divided.

"It's still the same as before." Mianmian discussed with Qingxu happily, "Isn't Situ Zha still Zha Zha now? So Yang Xian is still Yang Xian, there's no problem."

Seeing Mianmian was so happy, Qingxu couldn't help but be curious: "Junior sister, why are you so happy?"

Mianmian touched her hair and said, "Because this time Mianmian cut the chains, she was not punished by God."

She had been prepared to hear God say that he was going to punish her, but this time nothing happened, so of course she was happy.

"That magic was created by the Demon King." Xuanwu suddenly took over Mianmian's words, "It belongs to the Demon King's law and has nothing to do with your grandfather God. What's the matter with Feng Xian'er that Cui Yu mentioned?"

Since everyone here is her family, Mianmian openly told the story of how she saved Fengxianer.

After listening to this, Xuanwu felt that his guess was almost right.

The rule that a mortal who commits suicide becomes a ghost but has not yet entered the gates of hell and cannot leave is set by the heavens. Mianmian broke this rule and only lost her hair, which can only be said to be a very light punishment.

Xuanwu stared at Mianmian for a while, then his eyes fell on Yang Xian again.

He still remembered the last time Yang Xian and Situ Zha came to him to ask questions. Now Yang Xian has become completely different from before. This is Yang Xian's own choice.

"I want to go to the Longguo Library." Xuanwu suddenly said, "You come with me."

Mianmian has no plans for the next trip.

She agreed to go with Xuanwu and asked Yang Xian, "Yang Xian, do you want to go with me?"

"Yeah." Yang Xian responded in a low voice.

Mianmian looked at Qingxu with a smile: "Then Senior Brother Qingxu, let's go."

Qingxu nodded and said he would send Mianmian away with him.

As soon as she reached the door, Mianmian was stunned.

She saw a strange person whose fate could not be predicted!

Thinking whether this person was the reincarnation of another god, Mianmian didn't care too much. The reincarnations of gods she had met were destined to meet her. If she couldn't meet them, then it was not her destiny.

Those who pass by each other like this must be fate!

Mianmian didn't pay attention to the man standing at the door, but the man saw Mianmian, and also saw Yang Xian and Xuanwu beside Mianmian.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he pinched his fingers habitually, making a gesture as if holding a pen.

Just then, Mianmian turned around.

She was a short person to begin with, and when she turned around to look at the man, she just happened to see the movement of his hands.

Feeling that this action was very familiar, Mianmian frowned and thought about it carefully.

Lu Lu suddenly appeared: "Mian Mian, he is Po Tian!"

Break the sky!

Mianmian also remembered Potian, who was writing in the air with a pen in his hand inside the broken Kunlun mirror. The man standing at the door of the Supernatural Administration now had the same finger movements as Potian! "Catch him, he's one of the bad guys!"

As Mianmian spoke, she ran towards the man, summoning the flying sword in her hand and was about to attack the man.

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When Potian saw that his identity was exposed, he quickly summoned his pen and wrote the characters in the air. As the characters took shape, he also disappeared from the spot, disappearing in front of Mianmian.

"Hey, how come he disappeared without a trace just like before?"

Mianmian was confused and didn't know how Potian left.

Yang Xian was also frowning at this time.

He did receive the divine power left in the statue of Erlang Shen, and also recovered some of his memories. In his memory, among all the immortals in heaven, only one person's magic weapon was such a pen.

"Potian, Siming?"

When Xuanwu heard what Yang Xian said, his eyes were tinged with interest: "You said that person just now was Siming?"

Siming’s name is not given for nothing.

The gods in heaven are beyond the three realms, but they must also abide by their predetermined fate. Although Siming is a minor official and does not have much ability, as long as he holds the fate pen in his hand, he has the ability to change the fate of gods, mortals, or monsters.

Among the endless enemies, there is actually such a guy.

So, when the Taoist priest whose arms were chopped off by Mianmian that day and this Potian get together, who is the boss?

Xuanwu and Yang Xian were silent together.

Mianmian's gaze moved between Yang Xian and Xuanwu, looking at one and then the other, her round eyes very busy.

She was very curious why everyone fell silent when the word "Si Ming" came out.

After holding it in for a while, the little kid finally asked, "What happened to Siming? If Potian is Siming, will it be difficult to defeat him?"

When asking the question, the little guy clenched his fists, obviously nervous about the question.

Xuanwu bent down and tapped Mianmian's forehead.

"It's not difficult." He curled his lips slightly, "You are a little stupid, but it's not certain who will win between you and him."

If Siming was really capable, how could he stand at the door and not be able to get in? He must have come here to save people.