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

Looking at the devastation in front of him, and then looking at the blood letter left by the emperor in his hand.

For a moment, Li Chuyi was deeply moved.

On the side, the ancient and modern fairy fire is tracing back the years.

He also sighed: "So that's how it is."

"Qian Jia moved so many mortals here. Ultimately, he wanted to take a look."

“Does everything in the world have to give way to money?”

"The general process is that nearly 10 billion people in this mortal empire have been living under the desire for money and material things over the years."

"One day, disaster strikes."

"Will you still bow down to 'money', or will your heart, which has been corrupted by money, reignite its flames?"

"Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, the blood letter from the emperor in your hand has already given you the answer."

Guanhuo spoke slowly, and his heart seemed quite uneasy.

He looked at the blood letter in Li Chuyi's hand and continued: "In fact, money is not unimportant."

“On the contrary, money is important.”

"But there is a premise, and that is the word 'bottom line'."

"For example, Qian Jia has no bottom line, and the desires in his heart also have no bottom line. The money eye he cultivated has become a bottomless pit that can never be filled."

"In the end, he became obsessed with money and that was the end of it."

After Guanhuo finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the immortals of all races.

He bowed and said, "My fellow disciples of all races, the word 'money' is not exclusive to those who practice the word 'money'."

"Money is endless, desire is insatiable, I hope everyone remembers the word 'bottom line'."

"Otherwise, it will only hurt others and yourself, like Qian Jia, who ended up suffering a backlash in the end."

"Everyone, let's encourage each other."

All the immortals, including Li Chuyi and others, nodded and returned the greeting solemnly: "Let's encourage each other!"

After a while.

Guanhuo shook his head.

"There are still many survivors in this mortal kingdom."

"There are also four levels of space, so many living beings, and even the 'Utopia' business in the outside world."

"Now that Qian Jia is dead, it's time to deal with the aftermath."

The immortals left one after another, each with something in mind.

Guanhuo looked at Li Chuyi and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, immortality is very dangerous. When you have mastered an ability that is so strange that it is almost unimaginable, how can you not pay a price?"

"So, take care of yourself."

Li Chuyi didn't say anything when he heard it. But after a long time, he suddenly turned around and looked in one direction.

There, there was nothing but a pile of broken walls.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lord Zhongjia, are you hysterical again? Do you think there is a 'third person'?" asked the little Cuojia with a blink.

"Yeah!" Li Chu nodded.

He turned around, his thoughts a little scattered, with many thoughts coming to his mind.

It was Qian Jia. His fourth and fifth money holes were clearly not filled, but his immortality technique could actually open up a great space and he could even manipulate the immortals of ancient and modern times.

Li Chuyi was puzzled. He didn't know whether this was due to the special nature of Qian's immortal destiny or for some other reason.

"Let's go!", he said softly.

……

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, another thirty years have passed.

Li Chuyi and his group now have only eleven people left.

The fake armor died because of the inability to distinguish the real from the fake, and the valuable armor fell into the money's trap.

It seems sad, but in fact, everything has already been traced.

Over the years, Li Chuyi has visited the edge of the universe several times, but the immortal power in his body still prevents him from leaving.

That night.

The stars are low in the sky, and the sounds of birds and insects are endless.

Li Chuyi and his friends were sitting in a reed marsh with a bonfire in the middle, which was burning with a crackling sound.

They are all outsiders who do not belong here, so they have no place to belong and can only wander around.

Even Li Chuyi was often silent. This was not the post-immortal era he was familiar with. He felt very unfamiliar with it.

"Hey, it would be nice if Young Master was here, there would be someone to quarrel with."

Gambler A lowered his head, holding a wooden stick in his hand, poking the bonfire, stirring up a string of sparks.

"I want fake armor too, and I want to spend his money." The little Cuojia muttered, "Besides, Qianjia is gone too."

Hearing this, Gambler A immediately looked up and said, "Stop it."

"That guy deserved to die because of what he had done to himself."

Cuo Jia did not refute, but seemed a little lonely and sighed, "Hey, will we be the same as them?"

After these words were spoken, there was silence in the room.

At this time, Li Chuyi saw a young man thousands of miles away, carrying a hoe on his back, turning into a stream of light and escaping into the air.

Li Chuyi didn't even think about it, but with a thought, the young man changed direction unconsciously and came towards this side.

The six dimensions are mysterious and it is too easy for them to influence the real world.

"Huh? I think I went in the wrong direction."

The young man fell down and touched his head in confusion. He was the man from the Yun family, but after so many years, he had grown up and had achieved considerable cultivation.

"It's you, the bad boy who specializes in robbing tombs and digging holes." Gambler A looked over with a teasing tone.

"Oh, it turns out to be you seniors. I was wondering why the direction changed. I think you cast a spell."

The man in the clouds smiled bitterly, walked over in a very familiar manner, and sat down by the fire.

Then he coughed dryly: "Senior, I think it is necessary to reiterate it again."

"What we are digging is not a tomb, it is a relic of history."

"What we are digging is not a grave, but a cultural heritage."

Everyone smiled at each other, knowing that this boy was not a serious person anyway.

"Senior, I remember there were thirteen of you, why are two missing?" the man in the cloud asked again.

Gambler A said unhappily: "Dead."

"Oh!" The man in the cloud shrank his neck and quickly shut up.

After a while, he mustered up his courage and said to Li Chuyi: "Senior, after you left, I found a stone tablet in that small temple."

"There is a sentence on it, 'The so-called time and reincarnation are tricky, but to us, they are nothing..."

"I don't understand it, but after thinking about it for so many years, I think it should be left by the Fruit Immortal. Can you help me understand it?"

When Li Chuyi heard this, his whole body froze.

After a long time, he replied: "It doesn't mean anything, don't think too much about it."

The man in the clouds nodded and put on a shy smile.

"Senior, I'm sorry."

"explain."

"It's the pill you gave me before. Can you give me another one? I'll buy it."

"What do you want to do?"

"Ahem, it's just that my Yun family digs up graves all year round, which is detrimental to our virtue."

The man in the cloud looked quite embarrassed and continued, "The more good deeds we have lost, the fewer people we have. Our clan only had more than a hundred people before."

"I'm too embarrassed to say that I used to hang out with the Qizi Immortal."

"If we continue like this, sooner or later our clan will be wiped out, and that day is not far away."

Suddenly, the people in the clouds became energetic.

"But senior, with your precious elixir, it's different."

"Now, that's my clan's holy medicine."

"Before the wedding night, all men of the Yun clan will have a bite. It guarantees pregnancy."

Everyone: "..."