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

After Jin Jian finished speaking, he stepped into the hall.

He took a few steps forward, grabbed the tripod's legs and started moving it around randomly.

Yun Cheng shouted in a low voice: "Jin Pang, it's useless."

"We have been digging graves for so many years. How can we possibly move something that is displayed in the open?"

At this time, Li Chuyi also walked up.

He actually stretched out his hand and reached towards the green flame.

"Mr. Li, what are you doing?" Jin Jian asked in surprise.

Then, he was stunned, because Li Chuyi's palm was completely intact, as if the fire did not exist.

After a moment, the three of them were confused.

They all tried it, and found that this flame was extremely strange. It only had temperature, but could not hurt anyone at all.

"Dabai, you try it."

As Jin Jian said this, he grabbed the dog's legs and threw the big white dog in.

"Hey, Baymax is fine too.", he said with a smile.

"Wang Wang..."

Then, Jin Jian was seen in the hall, being chased by the angry Dabai Tuan Tuan.

Or maybe the barking of the dogs was too loud, which was particularly harsh in the middle of the night. Plus, the people living here were all old men and women, who were light sleepers.

Soon, the sound of doors opening was heard.

"Get out of here," Li Chuyi said without hesitation.

……

The next day, early morning.

As the melodious sound of bells echoed through the mountains, Li Chuyi and the other two slowly woke up from their respective rooms.

Today, they put on the dark blue Taoist robes, looking like little Taoist children.

After a while.

"Young men, remember this."

"Although our Taoist temple doesn't have any strict rules and regulations, there is one thing that must be done."

"Come with me first."

A little old man with a hunched back walked in front of the three people.

Not long after, they arrived at the center of the Taoist temple again, and the four main hall doors were all open.

"Remember, every morning, open the temple door to let in some fresh air. You young people will do this job in the future," the old man warned.

Then, he brought the three of them to the Ju Nian Hall.

At this moment, there were already a few old Taoists standing here. Perhaps because it was too chilly in the morning, they were all breathing out and pacing back and forth.

"go in."

"Let's go, finish the work early, and take a nap."

Li Chuyi and the others followed the old men into the Ju Nian Hall. It was dark last night and the view was not very clear.

At this moment, I saw that the hall, which was nearly a thousand meters wide, was full of those finger-high small yellow flowers, densely packed and countless.

"Father-in-law, what are these flowers?" Li Chuyi asked with a bow.

"How would I know? The Taoist temple has always been there." The old man said unhappily, perhaps thinking that the man was too long-winded.

Then, he threw a wooden clamp to each of the three people.

"You are new here, so remember this."

"This Taoist temple should be the place where the immortal master once lived. I am an old man, so I don't know everything."

“Also, these little yellow flowers can be seen but not touched.”

"Only wooden clamps like the ones we have can touch it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out with a wooden clamp and picked up a small yellow flower from the ground.

This flower also blooms brightly, but the two green leaves under the flower have turned withered and yellow.

"Three guys, remember this."

"Pick up any yellow leaves, take them to the Burning Hall, and burn them with the fire in the cauldron."

"This is a bad seedling. If left unchecked, it will corrupt other good seedlings."

"Besides, it's not every day that there are bad seedlings."

"This palace is so big, you should be careful. Just come and check it every morning from now on."

After the old man finished speaking, he ignored me.

Only three people were left staring at the wooden clamp in their hands, somewhat confused. The wooden clamp was half the length of an arm, gray-brown in color, and looked like two chopsticks put together.

At this moment, a dog barking sounded behind me.

It was the big white dog that had just returned from eating in the town. There was a bamboo basket hanging around its neck, with some baked buns and other things in it.

At this moment, he was staring at the three people.

"Haha, good dog." Jin Jian picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth, while his other hand kept rubbing the dog's head.

As for Li Chuyi, he was staring at the old men in the hall, bending over to look for bad guys, his brows becoming increasingly gloomy.

In this way, the three of them settled down in this Taoist temple.

Wake up at the morning bell and go to bed at sunset.

Or he could take the big white dog for a stroll nearby to see if he could find a way out of this fifty-mile town.

Of course, the most important thing is to go back to town often to attend the big banquets and never miss one.

In a flash, several years passed.

Today, the mountains and rivers are vast and the autumn colors are endless.

Amid the orange and yellow fields, three people sat on the ridge of the field, all with worried looks on their faces.

Jin Jian sighed: "Hey, as a mortal, it's okay to experience it once in a while. It's not a big deal to keep doing it this way."

Yun Cheng nodded, "However, this town's banquet is really good and tasty."

Li Chuyi, on the other hand, was staring at the twelve marks on his right arm, wondering what he was thinking.

After a moment, he said: "Behind the boredom, there may be shocking waves."

"Let's go back to the Temple of Destruction."

Then, the three of them stood up and headed towards the Taoist temple. Dabai followed leisurely behind them, walking happily.

However, halfway through the journey, they saw a group of men and women carrying an old Taoist priest down, with sad looks on their faces.

Li Chuyi watched them leave. In the past few years, they had seen many old Taoist priests die of old age every once in a while.

"Forget it, we have another banquet tonight," Jin Jian said with a smile.

A moment later, the three returned to the Taoist temple and appeared outside the Ju Nian Hall.

In the hall, there were also a few old Taoist priests, holding tongs and bending over to check if there were any bad seedlings.

"Grandpa, let me try." The snotty little kid made a fuss.

These kids are also from the town. Occasionally they come to the Taoist temple to visit their elderly family members, and some even stay for a few days.

Soon, the little kid with a long snotty nose was seen, holding a pair of tongs in both hands, picking up a small flower with yellow leaves and putting it into the nameless large cauldron in the hall next to him.

"Grandpa, it's amazing."

"The flowers are burned," he shouted excitedly.

"Those are bad seedlings. It doesn't matter if they are gone." The old man smiled kindly.

At this time, Li Chuyi and the other two turned their heads and saw a middle-aged man with amber eyes and wearing a white robe slowly walking towards them from outside the temple.

When the two sides met, they were both stunned.

"Aren't you from this town?"

"and who are you?"

After a moment, the middle-aged man in white chuckled.

"Tsk tsk, you three Daoists are extraordinary to have been able to break in here."

Li Chuyi snorted coldly, not afraid at all, because he found that this middle-aged man was just an ordinary mortal like them.

At this time, Dabai was also holding a clip in his dog's mouth, and happily threw a small yellow flower into the big cauldron in the hall next to him.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

"The world is full of wonders, and all living beings are like flaming morning stars. The years are long and the years are endless."

"The little yellow flower in this temple represents a world in the false infinite world that has been shining for who knows how long."

“But now, it is being sent into the cauldron and burned by a mortal dog, a snotty kid.”

“As long as this burning happens, no matter how powerful the cultivators are, how many magnificent legends there are, or even how many lives are countless, they will all be on the road to death.”

"And the perpetrator was just a dog, a very common dog with low intelligence and a short life span."

“Is this irony or sarcasm?”

At this time, Dabai came out of the hall, wagging his tail, with his eyes curved, as if asking for credit.

"Wang Wang..."

Seeing this, the man smiled again.

"Tsk tsk, what a world-destroying dog."