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

"That makes sense." Gambler A gave a thumbs up.

"Thank you for the compliment!" The man in the clouds smiled and bowed in return.

At the side, Li Chuyi also smiled. This Yun family is quite interesting.

So he asked, "By the way, what do you want from me?"

"Senior, what is your name?" The man in the cloud touched the back of his head, showing a rare shyness.

"The first two times, I left in a hurry."

"I haven't asked you how to address me yet, I'm really embarrassed."

Li Chuyi saw this and replied calmly: "China League One."

After hearing this, Yunzhong frowned, and after repeating it twice in his mind, he smiled and said, "Senior Zhongjia, you have done a great favor to my Yun family."

"Half a year later, it happens to be a big celebration for our tribe."

"So, I want to invite you to my house and let the old folks in the clan thank you in person, so that they won't nag about it all day long."

Li Chuyi thought for a few moments and nodded: "Okay!"

……

After one month.

The realm of life, the place of origin, southeast direction.

In a deep mountain where few living beings go, there is a gloomy atmosphere filled with miasma. Only occasionally some white-skeletal crows fly through the sky, making a series of strange and creepy cries.

"Bad boy, is this the ancestral land of your Yun family?"

Outside a sacred mountain that looked somewhat strange, Du Jia asked casually.

On the side, the man in the clouds smiled awkwardly.

"In fact, this place was originally full of spiritual energy. It is a rare sacred mountain and blessed land in the world."

"But later on, our Yun family dug out too many things buried deep underground and brought them back."

"And most of those objects are tainted with yin energy or the aura of the dead, and some are even difficult to remove."

The man in the cloud said helplessly, "Over time, a beautiful fairy mountain has become like this."

After saying that, he pointed to the mountain in front of him.

It is only about a thousand feet high, but from a distance, it looks like a "coffin" covering an area of ​​nearly ten thousand miles.

"Hey, it's called Coffin Mountain."

"For our Yun family, this mountain is quite suitable, so we are too lazy to move and cause trouble to other fairy mountains and treasures."

After hearing the explanation, Du Jia burst into laughter.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder your family was almost extinct. It would be strange if you could give birth to a baby living in a coffin."

The man in the clouds naturally smiled bitterly. During this period of time, he had discovered that Senior Du Jia sometimes spoke very harshly.

At this time, a ray of fairy light flew out from the Coffin Mountain and landed in front of Li Chuyi and others, transforming into a thin, bald old man in a black robe.

His cultivation level has reached the second level of immortality.

But at this moment, his expression was extremely unnatural.

"You idiot, are they the distinguished guests you mentioned, the benefactors who gave you the Holy Pill?"

When the man in the clouds saw this, he crossed his arms and frowned.

"Old man, what's your attitude?"

"This is the distinguished guest I specially invited back. Are you deliberately trying to embarrass me with this expression?"

On the other side, Li Chuyi had a faint smile on his face.

He had seen this old man before. Most of the time, he was present when the five fake armor men got into trouble.

Unexpectedly, he was also from the Yun family.

But it is understandable. After all, this clan has a deep connection with the Qi Immortal, so it is normal for them to have such cultivation.

“You know shit!” the old man glared back.

"You have invited back a bunch of disaster stars. Even the immortals of all races think so. Do you understand?"

The man in the cloud immediately retorted: "Old man, you used to worry every day, saying that my Yun family was going to be exterminated."

"Over the past few hundred years, our Yun family has grown stronger and stronger. Can't you see this?"

Li Chuyi saw this and said calmly: "My fellow Taoist, if that's the case, we will just leave. Don't make it difficult."

The old man was silent for a moment after hearing this.

Then he sighed: "Oh, that's all."

"Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, please come in."

After a while.

Li Chuyi and others followed the man in the clouds and the old man, passed through an extremely complicated formation, and finally entered the Coffin Mountain.

The inside of the mountain does not look as dark, scary, and lifeless as the outside world.

On a flat open space, there are ancient houses rising from the ground, distributed in an orderly manner, which seems to coincide with the positions of the stars in the sky.

Members of the Yun clan live there.

At the very center is a hall nearly a hundred meters high, filled with fragrant mist that turns into green smoke that rises continuously.

This is probably the inheritance hall that the people in Yunzhong mentioned.

But at this moment, Li Chuyi's pupils trembled violently.

Because it is in front of the inheritance hall, also about a hundred meters away.

Something that looks like a stone tablet and also like a wall stands here.

It is quite heavy, but the material is neither stone nor jade, but rather has a faint metallic texture.

"The Great Thousand Atlas actually appeared here."

Li Chuyi murmured, his eyes full of disbelief.

Because this thing is actually the wall of the Xingdao Sect in the post-Xianming era, and it is also the so-called Great Thousand Atlas.

It can capture the most amazing and brilliant creatures throughout history, and the spark of inspiration in their hearts.

"Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, you are very knowledgeable. You actually know the Great Thousand Atlas." Upon hearing this, the bald old man also showed surprise on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, where did this thing come from?" Li Chuyi took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.

The old man's tone became quite meaningful, "Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, have you ever heard of the word 'transcendence'?"

Li Chu nodded, "I'm familiar with it."

"In that case, it's easy to say."

As the old man spoke, his eyes fell on the Great Thousand Atlas and continued, "To be honest with you, this thing was created by a transcendent being."

"To be precise, it was the Qizi Immortal who transformed a so-called transcendent into this form."

"I don't understand the deep meaning of this."

"But this Great Thousand Atlas is so magical and extraordinary that it is unbelievable."

At this moment, when Li Chuyi heard these words, the dark clouds in his heart dissipated and he instantly became enlightened.

Yes, he was able to return to the era of immortality because a transcendent from the Heaven Beyond Heaven turned into a swamp of time and space.

So, he went back to the past.

But now it seems that when he was still a young Qi cultivator and first entered the Great Thousand Atlas, he had reversed the years and successfully returned to the past.

The mortal heart given by Cui Xishan is the best proof.

"So that's how it is. The Great Thousand Atlas was actually created by a transcendent being."

"That makes sense."

……

In the realm of life, in the palace of a human immortal of time.

A three-year-old child was sitting in the hall, holding a small bowl in a daze.

In the bowl, there is a bright golden color that keeps moving.

At this time, a man with extraordinary aura, as if he had not been affected by time, walked in.

"Dad, you're here," the baby said in a baby voice.

"Yeah." The man nodded.

Then he picked up the baby and gave him patient instructions.

"My son, be obedient and eat this."

"This golden color was formed by the immortal life cultivation of the borrowed armor that was scattered throughout the heaven and earth."

"After you eat it, if you are lucky, you will have a good innate ability."

The man finished speaking and left again.

The little boy was left there, staring at the bowl in a daze. After thinking for a long time, he finally picked up the bowl and swallowed the golden liquid.

It was also at this moment that scenes seemed to flash through his mind, like remaining fragments of memory.

In the picture, a young man with a mustache is sleeping under a big tree, listening to the chirping of cicadas and feeling the summer breeze, feeling so comfortable.

At this time, a small, very cute girl in a green short dress slowly approached.

He said in a gentle voice: "Borrow Brother Jia."

"I know you had a hard childhood, so you can take someone else's childhood and experience it for yourself."

"What do you say?"