The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

Thin clouds shroud the moon, and the mountains and valleys become blurred and indistinguishable.

The night wind was so strong that the weeds swayed in the wind.

Outside the small dilapidated temple, the young man in the clouds stared in amazement at the wooden sculpture of a monk that had turned into powder.

He hurriedly asked: "Senior, are you leaving just like that?"

"I dug this out with great difficulty, but I still don't know what it is?"

On the other side, the little guy Cuojia also laughed and said, "Master Zhongjia, you are indeed bullying a child."

Li Chuyi looked deep in the eyes and glanced at the mottled little temple again.

He whispered: "This temple was left by the immortal Guo."

"It should be a long time ago, he lived in seclusion in the mountains for a period of time."

"The monk wood carving just now should be his carving of himself."

Hearing this, everyone present immediately put away their casual expressions.

"The Fruit Immortal is a monk?", Morning Glory Gambler exclaimed, somewhat incredulous.

At the side, the beautiful woman with heterochromia, Guo Jia, looked thoughtful.

"Buddhism places great emphasis on cause and effect, and believes that the cycle of the world is all caused by the interweaving of cause and effect. So it is quite normal for a Fruit Immortal to be a young Buddha Immortal."

At this time, the young man in the clouds started to scream loudly, his eyes full of heartache.

"Senior, you destroyed the Fruit Immortal Wood Sculpture."

"If I bring this thing back to the Yun family, my name will definitely be ranked before my father in the family tree."

Hearing this, Li Chuyi silently took out a breeding pill, which he had casually refined during the time he returned to the Xianming World.

"This is for you. It's a good thing, but use it with caution."

"If used properly, it can have miraculous effects."

At this time, Fake Armor was puzzled and asked: "Master Zhongjia, how could the Fruit Immortal Wood Sculpture turn into powder? What's the logic behind this?"

Li Chuyi did not answer, but recalled the eyes of Guo Zixian that he saw, which were so powerless and desperate.

He had a feeling that what Fruit Fairy said.

It was not just said to him, but to all immortal cultivators, and even all living beings in the world.

The next moment, the thirteen life thieves turned into streams of light and disappeared without a trace.

Only outside the small dilapidated temple was the young man in the clouds holding a breeding pill. He was wondering whether he should give it a lick and try.

Just a shudder quickly made him withdraw his thoughts.

"Terrible!" he muttered and carefully put the pill away.

Then he picked up the hoe, returned to the ruined temple, and started digging at a corner of the wall.

In the blink of an eye, it was already three o'clock in the night.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and the moon was pitch black.

In the small, dilapidated temple, a dim light was flickering, and the man in the clouds had unknowingly plowed the land ten feet deep wherever he could see.

At this moment, he was holding a broken stone tablet, which was only as high as his thigh and was covered with mottled dirt, as if it had gone through the vicissitudes of time.

"Haha, I finally dug out something good again."

The man in the clouds giggled and looked at the stone tablet.

There are some words carved on it, as if someone was mumbling and carved them casually.

"Reincarnation and the tricks of time are nothing to us."

'True despair always appears unexpectedly at the end of a bright future.'

'Like an endless dark swamp, we are trapped in it.'

'The flame of life gradually extinguished in despair, and the surroundings were suffocatingly dark...'

The young man in the clouds looked at the writing with a puzzled look on his face. He could understand each word individually, but when they were put together, he could hardly understand it.

"What is this!"

He muttered something, and then saw the words gradually become blurred, along with the stone tablet, turning into powder and no longer visible.

The man in the clouds stared at the scene in a daze and lowered his head in disappointment.

"It's over. The chance of my name being ahead of my father in the family tree is completely gone!"

……

The world of life, the place of origin.

A mountain range near the endless sea.

It was the rainy season, and the sky and the earth were hazy, like wisps of rising smoke.

Li Chuyi brought a group of life-stealers and built some houses here at random.

At this moment, he stood under the eaves, watching the raindrops rolling down like a pearl curtain.

And the next moment, he turned back suddenly.

Only when he saw that the room was empty and everything was in normal condition did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Li Chuyi is now a little crazy. He always feels that there is an invisible "third person". This feeling is like a maggot on his tarsal bone, which makes it difficult for him to calm down.

"Master Zhongjia, what's wrong with you?"

The white-haired boy Xijia walked out of a house next door, and seeing this, he hurriedly asked with concern.

"It's okay." Li Chuyi shook his head slowly.

After saying that, he looked at Xijia with a sincere look in his eyes, carrying the innocence of a young man. Even though he had cultivated the immortal destiny of Xizi, he never used the power of the immortal destiny lightly to spy on the fate of others.

Li Chuyi's eyes gradually became confused. He really couldn't reconcile the thing in front of him with the crazy actor from the post-immortal era.

At this moment, a loud shout came from another house.

"Haha, 70% gambler, I am 70% gambler."

Then, Morning Glory Dujia was seen rushing out of a nearby house into the mist and rain, with unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

Li Chuyi watched silently.

This morning glory really seemed to be born for gambling, and the gambler's heart that was fostered by the promotion of the immortal life due to gambling did not seem to have much influence on him.

However, he is still not promoted faster.

The fastest one was a young man from the Kung Fu clan in the post-immortal era. In just a few decades, he became a 90% gambler with his mortal body.

"Master Zhongjia, I didn't expect that you are only a 70% gambler.", Morning Glory Gambler Jia said in a boastful tone.

However, they still maintained awe towards Li Chuyi. After all, they always remembered that he was a man who could occupy the leading position among all the powerful men.

Li Chuyi ignored him and just took a deep breath.

This broken flower is already a 70% gambler, and when he gambled his life with the sky, he was a 90% gambler.

In an instant, a sense of urgency rose from Li Chuyi.

"Let's go. Let's leave the Xianming World now." He said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, all the other life thieves came out of their houses, stood under the dripping eaves, and looked over.

"Lord Zhongjia, now?" Miss Cuojia asked sleepily.

Li Chu nodded, his eyes becoming more determined.

"Yes, now there are no immortals in the Immortal World, why should we continue to stay here?"

Cuo Jia said: "But, we are going to attend a wedding banquet soon. It is organized by an ancient and modern immortal. I really want to go."

"No need to go, leave first."

Seeing that Li Chuyi didn't seem to be joking, the other life thieves looked at each other and agreed.

But Li Chuyi lowered his head, then leaned over and grabbed a handful of soil that was not wet by the rain from under the eaves.

"Everyone, leave!"

In an instant, they were no longer there.

Several ancient and modern immortals of the human race in the Fate Realm, as well as the formless Mahakala, also looked up at the same time.

"This fellow Daoist Zhongjia really doesn't give me any face at all." The Sea God stood on the endless sea and shook his head helplessly.