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

At this moment, the expression on Li Chuyi's face was truly wonderful.

It's outrageous. It's so fucking outrageous.

Where is the white fox that promised to repay the favor, and where is the beautiful lady that promised to repay the favor?

He knew that as long as it was about the money immortal 'Qian Ke Tong Shen', nothing good would happen, without exception!

Li Chuyi's expression changed a lot before he continued reading.

"Friend Li, I'm sure you feel the same as I do right now, like a thousand horses galloping."

"It turns out that the girl I was sleeping with was actually that old ugly snail who came to take revenge on me. She might even have been inspired by the Qianzi fairy."

"And in the past sixty or seventy years, that old snail probably often cast spells on me, trying to accomplish her plan, but my ancient and modern immortal origin made it impossible for her to do anything about it."

'That night, she revealed her true form, and after years of unsatisfied resentment, she wanted to swallow me whole.'

'Fortunately, the hundred years have come.'

'I remember the immortal cultivation of the past and present, and I have added it to my body again.'

"I didn't care about the old snail anymore, I turned around and left. The past is really unbearable to look back on. Alas."

'After that, I immediately returned to the place where I had the idea that 'money can make you a god', which was the mountain where I picked wild fruits.'

"Sure enough, the colorfully dressed woman named Qian Zixian was sitting on a large bluestone, staring at me and laughing."

'She was holding a book in her hand and said: "I told you that the stories in the books about foxes changing into human form to repay their gratitude are all lies. My new version is reasonable."

'She stared at me and continued: Guanhuo, hahaha, you are the protagonist of my new version of the story, are you happy? '

'At that time, I was furious. Just when I was about to explode, she pointed at the bottom of my feet and said: Guanhuo, I told you before, this mountain is mine, and the land you are standing on is mine...'

'After hearing her say this again, I admit that I was really panicked.'

'Fortunately, she just smiled at me and then disappeared without a trace.'

In the cave of the man in the clouds, a smile slowly appeared on Li Chuyi's eyebrows.

"Brother Guanhuo, your experience is simply bizarre."

"However, it's all because of that damn Qian Zixian. Like you, I regard her as my lifelong enemy."

Li Chuyi smiled and shook his head, then continued reading.

"Friend Li, during my hundred years as a mortal, the place I stayed in was called Lantian, at the source."

'But after that, I never set foot there, and even often took a detour, just because I was afraid of recalling those hundred years, which was really unpleasant.'

"Also, when I was hit by the spell of 'Qian Ke Tong Shen', the mountain was called Xiaoxing Mountain. Qian Zixian said that she opened the mountain, so you should not go there, it is simply unlucky."

Li Chuyi smiled knowingly and said he would not go.

The words on the paper have become sparse and seem to be coming to an end.

"Friend Li, I'm afraid the road ahead will be difficult."

'Mortals live and die for a hundred years, but we can't. Naturally, we have no choice but to accept it and seek the truth, and also seek hope.'

Suddenly, there were only the last words on the page.

At this moment, Li Chuyi seemed to see Guanhuo standing in front of him, smiling and saluting.

'It's just death, I'm on my own, don't blame spring for coming and going.'

Under the light and shadow by the window, Li Chuyi was stunned for a long time.

Until the people in the clouds came, they filled the table with dishes, all of which were pine mushrooms.

"Senior from China League One, why are you standing there?" he shouted.

It was this voice that made Li Chuyi regain his composure.

"fine!"

He solemnly put the page of paper into the Bodhi beads, stood up, walked closer, and glanced at the table.

"Can the things on people's graves really be eaten?"

"Yes, the zucones growing on other people's ancestors' graves are definitely edible. I dug up a lot of them when I was a child, so I'm very experienced."

The man in the clouds patted his chest and made the assurance. Then, he analyzed in detail the different tastes of different ancestral fir according to the different levels of cultivation of the grave owner and the different properties of the skills he practiced.

What he said was very logical and magical.

Li Chuyi was not disappointed when he heard this.

In fact, he often encountered these when he opened graves, but no one would think of eating them. After all, this thing seemed to bring bad luck.

Suddenly, he understood something.

Why did the number of the Yun clan members fall below 100 back then? Given their underworld style, it doesn't seem surprising.

Li Chuyi tasted some and nodded involuntarily. It tasted really good.

After a meal.

While the people in the clouds tried their best to keep him, Li Chuyi just refused with a smile and turned to leave.

The first place today is really not much different from the one in later generations, and it is still divided into four wildernesses and eight domains.

Li Chu and his party met many people as they walked among the sacred mountains.

For example, the immortal sect of the Fumo Sect also moved here. Of course, it was the little girl who came here to establish the sect.

She still didn't know that the 'Seven-Colored Membrane' in her hand, a treasure bestowed by the immortal, was made from the flesh and blood of her father.

Li Chuyi tried, but the girl's memory could not be restored, and her father, the Fairy of Time, could not be saved either.

The immortal destiny represented by the weapon is somewhat difficult to understand.

In addition, the song "Sticking Film Ballad" has also been created.

At this moment, a dozen Jindan cultivators were stopping Li Chuyi at the foot of a beautiful sacred mountain.

"Senior, please apply a protective film. It's good quality and cheap."

"Yes, senior, our Fumo Sect has only been established for a few hundred years, and now it has just reached the top position. Now is the time to make a name for ourselves."

"Senior, you can try it. You won't suffer any loss."

After that, they actually lined up and started singing enthusiastically.

“Dear senior, is your magic weapon scarred? Roar…ha…roar…ha!”

“Before I knew it, my perfect body began to suffer… wear and tear. Roar… ha… Roar… ha!”

"I meditate and practice in a trance, but I can't calm my mind. I repair it in a hurry, but I can't find the method. I look up to the sky and shout, who knows how sad I am (stretched), roar...ha..."

Watching them singing and jumping around with an eager look on their faces, listening to the familiar tunes and words.

For a moment, Li Chuyi's eyes were blurry, as if two eras overlapped together, and he could hardly tell them apart.

After a while, the song of sticking film ended.

"Senior, let's give it a try." A Jindan woman held her breath, looking forward to Li Chuyi's agreement.

"No." Li Chuyi shook his head slowly.

Hearing this, more than a dozen young cultivators all looked dejected and bowed to Li Chuyi.

Qi Shen said: "Senior, sorry to bother you."

Then, he pulled himself together again, walked aside, and waited for the next monk to pass by.

Now that the first place has been established, there are many cultivators coming here to stroll around, including monsters, other races, and even star-raising people.

They thought that they must spread the reputation of the Laminating Sect.

Because the seven-colored membrane inherited from their sect is truly magical.

But Li Chuyi suddenly smiled.

"You just sang very well."

"I don't give the membrane, but I don't listen in vain."

After saying that, a green and yellow autumn leaf fell into his fingertips.

"There is a space inside the autumn leaves, which I opened up with my heart."

"If you encounter an uncontrollable crisis in the future, hide inside."

Having said that, he disappeared.

Only a fallen leaf is left, floating in the air.