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

The sky is clear blue with a few floating clouds.

Today's world of destiny is divided into two different worlds.

One side was submerged in darkness, with a bloody, chaotic, and heart-pounding atmosphere.

On the other hand, it is not much different from usual

Under an ancient tree, the branches swayed gently in the wind, how pleasant it was.

The white-haired boy Xijia was sitting carelessly on a piece of blue stone, holding a small book of destiny that was emitting a dim light in his hand.

On the side, Cuojia was watching nervously, holding the five-colored black bird in his arms.

"Okay, my fate has been changed. This bird has the nature of fire, and it will definitely grow into a great demon in the future."

After Xijia finished speaking, he stood up with a look of pride on his young face.

"Tsk, tsk."

"Who says that everything in the world is determined by fate and that nothing can be decided by man?"

"To me, Xijia, these words are nothing but empty words."

"By the way, do you want me to help you change your fate?"

Upon hearing this, the little Cuojia waved his hand and shook his head, "No, I'm fine this way."

Upon hearing this, Xijia pursed his lips and said, "It's boring."

After saying this, he walked away.

Under the tree, Cuojia smiled and gently stroked the black bird in his arms, looking at the other's back as he left, his clothes swaying in the wind.

In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

Outside the small wooden house of Zhenjia.

Zhen Jia lowered his head, still hesitating.

"Two... two people."

"Help me one last time, okay?"

On the opposite side, there is a white-haired boy in armor and a bald man in armor.

At this moment, Xijia's eyes were filled with arrogance, and he was no longer as respectful as before.

The aura of the weapon also increased, and the gentle and kind man from before seemed gone forever.

"Hey, silly boy, how about I just help you change your fate and see if you can become smarter."

"It's annoying to help you every time like this."

At the side, Qi Jia had a terrifying sharp edge on his body and said coldly: "This is the last time."

Zhenjia still lowered his head.

"Okay...Okay, for the last time."

After a few words, the three of them entered the empty wooden house again.

Then, lines of immortal life force formed a formation and sealed off the surroundings, making it impossible to detect from outside.

However, on the top of another mountain dozens of miles away.

But there was a figure standing under the shade of a tree, looking towards the cabin.

He was a young man with an ordinary face and an ordinary aura, dressed in a grey robe. There was nothing special about him, yet he seemed to be everywhere.

Even standing next to him, it was hard to notice him.

This person has been the background board from beginning to end, with armor.

At this moment, he just stared at the cabin silently, as if with some profound meaning.

In the wooden house.

Xijia and Qijia were once again frozen in place by the 'Formation Stop' technique, like a puppet.

The "Zhen Ting" of Zhen Zi Xiu is not an ordinary confinement technique.

Its essence is the word "stop".

If a mortal is subjected to this spell and then placed in a suitable environment, he will remain in this appearance forever and will not age or change.

Because the aging of living beings is the result of constant changes and movements in the more delicate and tiny structures inside the body, which then leads to aging of the body and eventually death.

However, the formation cultivator can stop all changes.

At this moment, the armor in the room no longer had the silly look he had outside, but instead had a playful smile on his face, as if everything was under control.

Dressed in a green shirt, he vaguely resembled Zhen Xuan, the man who lived alone in the chaos in the post-immortal era.

He looked at the two people in front of him.

He murmured, "I'm sorry."

"The 'bottom line' of ordinary people is not the same as your 'bottom line'."

"As an ordinary person, he can resist the temptation of ten thousand taels of gold. This is his bottom line."

"But, can he still not interfere with other people's fate when Xizi Xianming infinitely magnifies people's desires?"

"And you, Xijia can do it."

"So, you are my best choice."

"Now, I want to take your last bit of 'bottom line'."

As soon as the words fell, the light that represented the "bottom line" of the theater armor was completely broken down by the formation armor.

After that, he turned his gaze to the bald man's armor.

He continued to mutter to himself: "The 'kindness' and 'bottom line' of a living being are largely determined at birth."

"A person does not have extra 'kindness' and 'bottom line' out of thin air."

“If a bad person becomes good, it’s not because he has suddenly come to his senses, but because he doesn’t dare to do evil at a certain time.”

"But 'kindness' and 'bottom line' will be slowly eroded."

Zhen Jia shook his head, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back."

"Besides these two, I must find more kindness and bottom line in myself."

"Because, these two things are slowly being consumed by me, no amount is enough."

"I need to keep looking for it, and then limit myself by doing so."

As soon as he finished speaking, the last ray of light representing "kindness" on the bald man's armor was taken off by him.

Thousands of miles away from here, above the sky.

Four immortal mountains stand tall, guarding the sea god's Taoist temple.

Li Chuyi, Hai Shenxian, Guanhuo and Bintian were in the same secret room.

In front of Li Chuyi, there was an almost transparent and extremely ethereal water curtain.

The scene shown above is exactly the scene where Xijia and Qijia follow Zhenjia into the wooden house.

"Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, it seems that there is a traitor among your group."

The Sea God's words were filled with murderous intent, and he continued, "That fake armor caused my daughter to die so miserably. Could it be that it was also because of that fake armor?"

On the side, Guan Huo sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, you have achieved the Seven-Dimensional Mystery. Congratulations."

"The transition from the sixth dimension to the seventh dimension of the Heart Immortal is a huge hurdle. Once you get past it, the world will be yours."

"People like me who don't cultivate immortality all know this."

Upon hearing this, Li Chuyi shook his head and said nothing.

Because his breakthrough from the sixth dimension to the seventh dimension was not accidental.

Just like Fake Jia, Money Jia, Borrowed Jia and others, there seemed to be an invisible force pushing him into the door, causing his Heart cultivation to skyrocket.

Li Chuyi just raised his hand.

A thought lingered between his fingers, and the invisible thought became visible at this moment.

It exploded like fireworks, extremely brilliant.

And when the fireworks went out, this thought appeared again, and then exploded again, but not as brilliantly as before...

Li Chuyi saw this scene.

He just whispered: "One thought, seven dimensions, one thing, one dimension reduction."

What he meant by this sentence was that every thought that now came into his mind belonged to the seven-dimensional thought.

This thought can stand above the seventh dimension and do something.

Afterwards, this thought will not dissipate, but will fall into the sixth dimension, and with the mystery of the sixth dimension, do another thing.

Then, it fell into the fifth dimension, the fourth dimension, the third dimension... until it disappeared.

Li Chuyi was very emotional.

He still needs to slowly understand the meaning of the word "mysterious" in the seven-dimensional mystery.