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

Avenue space.

The boundless spiritual field is divided very neatly.

What are planted there are nothing more than Polygonatum sibiricum, Blood Spirit Grass, Cold Tobacco, Seven Star Grass... and thousands of other spiritual herbs for refining the lower third-grade elixirs.

The lower three grades naturally correspond to Qi Refining, Foundation Building, and Golden Elixir.

At this time, Li Chuyi and his group, more than a hundred immortals, all concealed their cultivation and figures, and strolled among them as if they were strolling in a tea garden.

After all, Ji Wei's appearance is too evil and oppressive. Just one look at him would probably scare many creatures half to death.

At this time, in front of them were several half-human-tall, humanoid figures, whose bodies seemed to be made up of withered brown rotten wood, with vines entwined on them.

A wooden head with a patch of green grass growing on top, it looks quite cute.

"Wow, what race is this!", the little guy Cuojia's eyes lit up and asked directly.

At this time, a shackle fairy stood up and explained: "They are the goblins, from the myriad worlds, a large world called 'Spark World'."

"This race doesn't have much talent for cultivation. The only thing they can do is be good at cultivating plants."

"So in the Spark Realm, they are mostly enslaved by more powerful races, doing the dirtiest and most difficult tasks."

Cuojia nodded in thanks. This kind of thing is very common no matter where you are. The cruel competition logic of the survival of the fittest and the survival of the fittest will never go out of date.

The Shackle Immortal continued, "This goblin tribe, with nearly one billion creatures, disappeared decades ago. I didn't expect it to be here."

But Cuo Jia took a few steps forward and asked with a smile: "Hey, how long have you been here?"

The language used was the local dialect of the goblins. With their skills, they could deduce the entire logic of the language usage in an instant just by listening to the goblins' mumblings.

What made people laugh was that when she faced these goblins, she finally didn't have to look up when talking, as both sides were about the same size.

The goblin was holding a pair of brass scissors and patiently trimming the branches of the elixir plant. He turned around when he heard the question behind him.

After taking a few glances, he inserted the scissors into the vines on his body and said, "According to the timekeeping method of those human races, we should have been here for two hundred years."

"And the maximum lifespan of our clan is only about 250 years."

On the other side, Morning Glory Gambler shrugged, "Two hundred years is much longer than a human lifespan."

Guan Huo said, "My dear fellow Du Jia, the strength of a race is determined by the upper limit that the creatures in it can reach, not the lower limit."

"If our human race can give birth to immortals from ancient times to the present, even the formless ones are not impossible, but the upper limit of this goblin race is extremely low."

"So, understand?"

At this time, the goblin laughed and said, "Have you just arrived at the 'Utopia'?"

"That's great. Here, as long as you work hard, you can have everything."

After saying that, he raised a small navy blue cloth bag from his waist, which was used for storage, and took out a thumb-shaped metal block from it.

"Look, this is the currency circulating in our Spark Realm."

"We work every day, and the money and property are distributed on the same day, and there is never any delay."

"Although there are many races here, the 'Utopia' is very considerate and will pay us what we can use."

The goblin's tone was very excited, with a gleam in his eyes, a light called 'hope'.

Cuo Jia said: "But, two hundred years have already passed of your two hundred and fifty lifespans."

The goblin shook his head and said, "We have worked hard here for two hundred years. The remaining fifty years are enough for us to go out and continue the tribe."

"Although it is said that there are longevity pills, and the price is very low, but no one has seen it, so to be safe, we all keep some longevity pills."

"Now all of us goblins are in the 'Ultimate Country'."

"We plan to stay here long enough, and once we have accumulated enough wealth, we will return to the Spark Realm."

"Then buy a piece of land, a habitat that truly belongs to the goblins."

"In this way, we will not be ordered around by other races and regarded as creeping things in the gutter. Our descendants will also be able to live under the sunshine and in the moisture of rain and dew."

He lowered his head and sighed, "They will not live in humiliation forever like we did before."

The little Cuojia was a little hesitant, but still said softly: "But, you are very weak. Even if you have the land, you can't keep it."

Hearing this, the little goblin began to explain again.

"no."

"In the Spark World, there is an immortal who is extremely trustworthy. He said that if you buy his land, you can get his protection."

At this time, the Immortal who had shackles on all races at the beginning stood up again.

"Ahem, he might be talking about me."

"I did say that. As for the purpose, my dojo is too big, and I want to make it more lively."

On the side, Li Chuyi slowly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Excuse me, are there any managers in this 'ideal country'?"

"No!" the goblin creature shook his head again.

"Here, everyone is busy working, and there is no need for managers."

"But every hundred years, a portal will appear in front of me."

"To leave or not to leave is up to you."

"Like when I first came to the 'Utopia', I was still young."

“The older goblins, they stayed for a hundred years and then just went out.”

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other again.

Because the goblins have never been seen again since their disappearance.

Then, Li Chuyi and other immortals continued to wander around.

They discovered that within this great space, the number of living beings was beyond description.

Apart from this, no living creatures belonging to the 'ideal country' were found.

Moreover, immortals from ancient times to modern times have tried, but they cannot leave here. It is as if the avenue has been solidified and turned into a cage, imprisoning them in this space.

"Tsk tsk, the creature behind this is somewhat unusual." An ancient and modern immortal had a slightly cold expression.

Guanhuo said: "Now that things have come to this, let's stay here for a hundred years and wait for the portal to appear."

So, this huge formation consisting of ancient and modern immortals, shackled immortals, and immortal cultivators, stayed in the Avenue Space.

Even like other living creatures, they cultivate their spiritual plants.

……

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years in the Avenue space passed.

In a fertile medicinal field, Li Chuyi, barefoot and wearing a black Taoist robe, was loosening the soil with his own hands, looking very focused.

"Lord Zhongjia, don't you feel bored?" Cuojia squatted aside, supporting his chin with his hands and muttering.

"It's not boring. After all, what you earn with your own hands is real, don't you think?"

Li Chuyi finished speaking.

The ancient and modern immortals, as well as the immortals of all races, all gathered together.

At this moment, a door about ten feet high and emitting a hazy glow appeared out of nowhere in front of them.

Li Chuyi smiled and patted the dirt in his palm.

"Everyone, go in and take a look."