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

At this moment, the entire world of life is still filled with a sense of chaos, depression, and heart-pounding terror.

Except for the endless ocean, most of the sea area and the space between the sea and the sky are covered by that black color.

Everything else seems quite normal.

Like a white-haired boy Xijia, he was sitting on a beach, facing the sea breeze, fiddling with a furnace in his hand.

"Xi...Xijia, can you do me a favor?" Suddenly, a somewhat silly voice came from behind him.

"Oh, it's the array armor."

When Xijia heard the question, he turned around and put on a kind smile.

He and the bald man Qi Jia usually take good care of this companion who is not very smart.

"By the way, what do you want to do with me?"

Xijia took a look and felt quite surprised. After all, the person in front of him was always immersed in his own world.

"I...I want to set up a formation, but I can't do it alone."

There was still naivety in Zhenjia's eyes, and his tone was intermittent as usual.

"Well, yes."

Xijia stood up and raised the sand in his hand.

In fact, he was quite short, just reaching the waist level of the armor.

"Thank you...thank you."

"It's okay, let's go."

Xijia just like that, with a smile on his face, followed Zhenjia towards a small house on the hillside not far away.

After a while.

The two of them walked into the house one after another.

"Zhenjia, the furnishings in your room are too simple. There's not even a place to meditate."

Xijia looked around and it was a truly shabby room, about five or six meters deep, and otherwise empty.

"No...it's okay, I don't care about that."

Zhenjia smiled foolishly again, and then, streams of immortal power spread out from his body, sealing off the surroundings of the hut.

It is difficult for people from the outside to notice what is happening inside the house.

"Zhenjia, what are you doing?"

Seeing this, the white-haired boy Xijia was confused, but he still didn't think too much about it. After all, among their group of people, Zhenjia in front of him was the least likely to have bad intentions.

"I...the formation I want to try to set up is a bit special, and I'm afraid it will affect others." Zhenjia explained hurriedly, his face flushed red.

"Oh, I see." Xijia nodded with a smile.

"I'm just asking casually. I'm not blaming you. Why are you blushing?"

"Okay, what can I do for you?"

Seeing this, Zhenjia stood where he was, lowered his head, and seemed hesitant.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Xijia asked again.

“No…no!”

Zhen Jia said this as if he had made up his mind.

He raised his hand and sketched in the air, and something like a chessboard appeared between his fingers.

There is a halo constantly circulating above, which looks mysterious and unusual.

"This... this is the formation I set up. You touch the edge with your fingers to act as the corners of the formation."

“Then I can move on to the next step.”

Upon hearing this, Xijia just laughed and said, "I thought it was a big deal, but it's just that simple."

After saying that, without any hesitation, he stretched out a finger and placed it on the edge of the chessboard.

The next moment, something unexpected happened.

The chessboard suddenly shrank and turned into a net, covering Xijia's entire body.

As for Xijia, he still kept extending his finger, and even the faint smile on his face was clearly visible.

However, he seemed to be solidified and frozen, always maintaining this posture.

On the side, seeing this.

Zhenjia was like a child who had done something wrong. With a plop, he knelt down in front of Xijia.

There was even a faint sound of crying in his mouth.

"Yes...I'm sorry, I don't want this to happen, I really don't want to..."

"I just don't want to look so stupid, really...really..."

He just faced Xijia and kowtowed again and again, with an attitude that was both sincere and humble.

After a moment, he stood up again.

Looking at the net covering Xijia's body, excitement appeared in his eyes and he stopped stuttering.

"I have finally managed to set up this 'Stop Formation' technique."

"Everything in the world can be considered a formation."

"The movement of the body, the mind, and even the heaven and earth can all be seen as a series of 'formations' in operation."

"And this 'Formation Stop' technique can pause everything."

"It's just that I guess the Array Immortal can be so invincible when he uses this technique, without any scruples."

After Zhenjia finished speaking, he looked at Xijia again.

For a moment, there was apology in his eyes again, and he began to stutter again.

“Yes…I’m sorry.”

"I...I'll be careful and won't affect you too much."

After saying that, he wrapped his ten fingers around the armor and began to move it continuously.

Every time the fingertips lightly touched the body of Xijia, different colors would spread out, red, orange, yellow, green... all of them.

They represent the seven emotions and six desires of a living being.

For the cultivator of the formation, these originally intangible things have concrete substitutes and can even be pulled out of the body.

However, Zhenjia still did not stop his actions.

Wisdom, bottom line, kindness... and other more ethereal concepts were also drawn out by the formation armor.

Inside the hut, Zhen Jia was becoming more and more panicked.

Just like a little kid who is afraid of being caught by adults when doing something bad.

"Xi...Xijia, I will use a little of your 'wisdom'. It shouldn't have much impact on you."

"Just a little, really."

After Zhenjia finished speaking, he used the power of his immortal life to cut off a ray of light representing wisdom from Xijia.

"Xijia, you... you have the most bottom line. Even if you practice 'Xi', you are still unwilling to pry into and interfere with other people's fate."

"So...so I thought, I'd use a little more of your 'bottom line'."

"I'm afraid that after the first time I changed my original form, there will be a second time, a third time, or even countless times."

"Then... in the end, I will become a complete, indescribable monster."

"So, I want to use your 'bottom line' to limit myself."

After Zhenjia finished speaking, he knelt on the ground again and kowtowed to Xijia, as if he was earnestly begging for the other party's forgiveness.

Knocked for a long time.

He stood up again, "Just... just a little bit, really."

Then, he cut off a small ray of light from Xijia's body, representing the "bottom line".

Afterwards, Zhenjia repeated the same actions he did to Xijia on himself.

Carefully, he combined the two strands of 'wisdom' and 'bottom line' into himself.

Zhenjia has never been stupid, it's just that he has two extremes in his attitude towards formations and other things, so he usually appears silly.

What he did was to make up for this shortcoming.

After a moment, Zhenjia waved his hand.

The light net on the white-haired boy's body turned back into a chessboard, and he still maintained his previous movements.

On the opposite side, Zhen Jia was moving his hands on the chessboard, looking very focused.

"Hey, I wish you had such a quick mind when you encounter other things."

Xijia sighed, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

It seems to be just as Zhenjia said, a slight change will not have much impact.