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

"Friend Zhongjia, did you only make one wrong decision?"

Under the starry sky, Bingtian's tone was slightly questioning.

Li Chuyi shook his head, "No, it was seven wrong decisions."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw countless golden lights coming from all directions in the starry sky and began to gather and outline in his hands.

Finally, it condensed into an extremely complex and gorgeous longbow.

That aura spread out, causing the countless suns and stars in the vast world, and even the suns and moons that accompany each major realm, to tremble instinctively.

"I haven't used the Jinxu Sun-Shooting Technique for a long time." Li Chuyi stared at the bow in his hand with a nostalgic look in his eyes.

At the side, Bingtian nodded and said, "This method is good. It can be regarded as an extremely powerful killing technique."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Li Chuyi had already drawn his bow to its full potential like the moon, and shot an arrow out lightly.

Wherever the arrow passed, the starry sky collapsed, and everything along the way turned into nothingness.

"This..." Bintian's pupils shook violently.

Because he saw that when Li Chuyi's arrow landed on that continent, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any ripples.

"How is this possible? Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, once you shoot this arrow, no one should be able to stop you in this fake world."

"The Immortal World, I'm afraid it will be pierced through many times."

Bingtian found it a little unbelievable. He had also looked at the white paper before and knew some things.

However, Li Chuyi's gaze was unusually cold.

"The art of talking on paper."

He wanted to connect this starry sky to that continent, and all the perfect human beings in it, and seal them on a piece of paper.

However, the mysterious seven-dimensional power is still useless.

In an instant, Li Chuyi's eyes became a little dim, like a lonely boat in the surging waves.

"It turns out that the 'third person' really exists. I was not wrong." He said softly, his emotions seemed extremely complicated.

"But you guys are coming out soon."

After Li Chuyi tried twice, he realized that no matter what method he used, he could not destroy this perfect human race.

"Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, do we really want to destroy this new race?" Bintian asked.

"Well, because they eat people, lots and lots of people."

Upon hearing this, Bingtian's breathing stagnated and murderous intent boiled over.

The light of the past and present burst out from the palm of his hand and fell towards the continent. Each ray of light contained a time and space.

It’s a pity that it’s still useless.

At this moment, Bingtian clenched his fists and his eyes were extremely cold.

"Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, this race cannot be destroyed. Do you know what is causing the trouble?"

Li Chuyi shook his head, "I don't know yet."

Bingtian asked again: "Although this tribe seems flawless, it is actually full of flaws and will disappear like a bubble. How can they eat people?"

"Yes, there are flaws everywhere, but as long as you eat people, these flaws can be successfully covered up."

Li Chuyi gazed up at the starry sky and continued: "At that time, they will be the true, perfect human race."

After hearing this, Bintian was silent for a long time.

Then he said in a cold tone: "Friend Zhongjia, was this race also born because of your wrong decision?"

Li Chuyi said "hmm" and said no more.

After a while.

On a red and desolate ancient star.

The two of them set up a tea table and sat on either side.

Li Chu said as he poured tea: "Fellow Daoist Bingtian, please don't give your descendants the name 'Bingxian' that I mentioned before. It's unlucky."

Bingtian paused for a moment, "This is going to be difficult."

"This name has been engraved into the memory of our Bing family. In order to ensure that our Bing family will be passed down from generation to generation, I once asked a word fairy to help reinforce the memory of our family."

"That is, the instrument immortal."

“So once it’s engraved in, it’s hard to erase.”

"Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, will you die if you give yourself this name?"

Li Chuyi thought about it and shook his head: "No."

"Moreover, he is extremely talented and gifted. It is estimated that at a young age, he will be able to grow to the level of a formless immortal."

Upon hearing this, Bintian just stared at the teacup in front of him.

Without even looking up, he said, "Not bad, that's it."

"Fellow Daoist Zhongjia, what do you think of the real world and the fake world?"

Li Chuyi thought about it and said, "Whether it is real or fake, it is infinite, which is the world reflected by the heart."

"But now that I think about it, it's understandable."

“The world has no end, it is equivalent to an infinitely growing variable.”

“The heart also has no end; it is another infinite variable.”

"One variable determines another variable, and the two are interdependent."

After Li Chuyi finished speaking, he looked up at the stars in the universe.

He said with admiration: "The world is so vast and endless. I wonder how many magnificent legends and heart-touching stories are being played out."

“We are still too small.”

Bingtian nodded, agreeing with this statement.

Across from him, Li Chuyi was drinking tea.

He suddenly remembered the mortal named Xiao Ziqi whom he knew in the post-immortal era.

The other party urinated against the wind, which left a deep impression on him. The two parties even made a fifty-year agreement. Later, Li Chuyi even helped sweep the grave several times.

At the moment when Xiao Ziqi died, he saw the scene of the land of reincarnation, and pointed to the sky, saying that he saw layer after layer...

Thinking of this, Li Chuyi sighed.

"It turns out that when Brother Xiao passed away, he had already seen countless infinite worlds."

"Alas, someone told me the answer many years ago."

"I just didn't expect it to become clear until now."

The two chatted for a few more words, and then Bintian said goodbye. As the only ancient and modern immortal in the human race, he had a heavy burden.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

Those people in Cuojia are still in the first place, working hard on the cracks in Qian Zi's immortal life, but after so much time, there has been no change at all.

However, they remained firm and still believed that they could destroy their immortality.

After watching the show for a few years, the immortals from all races around shook their heads and left. They felt that these real visitors didn't seem to have very smart brains.

Anyone with a discerning eye would know that the immortal’s fate cannot be broken when seeing this.

But they still believe they can do it as if they were injected with chicken blood.

The world of life, the place of origin.

After a few decades, the human race has recovered a little bit of its vitality, but it is still extremely depressed compared to before.

A small mortal town with narrow and empty streets. The cold moonlight and dim lights complement each other and splash on the lonely late-night snack stall on the street.

"Brother Li, let's have a drink. The sun is setting. It's time to close the shop."

Four or five men were standing at the door of a small incense shop, calling out to Li Chuyi.

"Oh, here I come, close the door immediately."

Li Chuyi responded. At this moment, he was lighting an oil lamp, and under the lamp he was sincerely calculating his abacus, writing and drawing, and calculating his income for the day.

As for the men, they were the owners of several shops nearby, running some small businesses.

After a while, Li Chuyi closed the shop door.

So I went to the nearby night market with them.