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

In front of the fairy palace.

Li Chuyi laughed, "Look how awesome you are."

"I want to see who will be given the Fake Immortal Fate."

Having said that, he left.

……

The world of destiny, the fifth place, in the small courtyard.

The spring day is warm, and the gentle breeze brings bursts of warmth. The whole earth is filled with a wild vitality that grows unchecked.

Just like the current situation, many immortal cultivators have appeared in the world, showing an almost pathological vitality.

Li Chuyi stood under the eaves and felt it all.

On the side, Jin Jian sat timidly.

"Mr. Li, it's nothing, I'm leaving now."

"The world-destroying dog is still with Yuncheng. I have to go and cultivate our relationship, or else it won't recognize me anymore."

Li Chuyi turned around and just stared at him.

"Mr. Li, if you have anything to say, just tell me. It's so creepy."

"Old Jin, is there something you've been hiding from me?"

"No."

"Really?"

Jin Jian was silent for a long time before he said, "Actually, there are some small things."

He stared at the small turtle shell in his hand and continued, "I once told you that this turtle shell was transformed from a finger bone of the Qi Immortal."

"Why do you think this thing appeared in my hand?"

Li Chuyi said: "In the past, I thought you had found some immortal treasure or had some good fortune."

"But at that time, my cultivation was low, my experience was limited, and I knew too little about the world, so I was just guessing."

"And you were also vague at that time."

"But now it seems that there is something else going on?"

Jin Jian nodded and slowly stood up.

He said with a big belly: "Don't look at my current state, I haven't even become an immortal."

"In fact, my ancestors were also rich in the past."

He suddenly laughed out loud, "To tell you the truth, Qizixian is my ancestor."

"How is it? Are you scared?"

Li Chuyi was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Have you always known about this, or did you find out about it later?"

"Of course, I've always known it."

"Oh, you hid it very well. You didn't show anything unusual at all."

Jin Jian said indifferently: "Just think about it, my tortoise shell is made from a finger bone of the Qizi Immortal."

"Even when he was refining the hoe handed down from the Lianyun clan, he didn't put so much effort into it."

"Who else do you think he would leave this tortoise shell to, besides his own offspring?"

"Even my 'Qi Yun Bu Tian' practice method was specially prepared by him for future generations."

Li Chu nodded, "I understand."

"So a long time ago, when you said you would use me as an anchor, what did you mean?"

Jin Jian sighed, "In the past, I was always short of life essence, so I bought life essence candles from you, the owner of the Magic Pavilion. Remember?"

"Actually, it's because every time I use this tortoise shell to tell fortunes, my consciousness is brought to a certain place."

"Then, my life span was rapidly reduced."

Jin Jian took out a small bronze basin and placed the tortoise shell in it. In the blink of an eye, a black little man appeared.

He continued: "And I use you as an anchor only because of it."

"Because this inky little man is the consciousness of my ancestor, and I pulled him out."

"There is a saying passed down from generation to generation in my clan that our immortal ancestor, the Qi character immortal, not only carried the immortal life, but also ascended to the sixth dimension with the heart character."

Hearing this, Li Chuyi's pupils shrank, and he instantly understood the cause and effect.

"I see."

"The Qizi Immortal died, but his consciousness fell into the sixth dimension."

"And every time you tell fortunes, part of your consciousness is pulled into the sixth dimension, causing your body to be unable to withstand the pressure brought by the higher dimension, so your life span quickly passes by."

"In addition, the consciousness of the immortal with the character Qi wants to follow this part of your consciousness and return to the world."

Jin Jian listened to this and nodded continuously.

"Yes, that's pretty much what it means."

"But I can't even drag his consciousness away."

"So, I can only use you as an anchor."

"Otherwise, I won't be able to regain my consciousness, and I'm afraid I'll also sink into that sixth dimension."

At this moment, Li Chuyi was staring at the inky little man.

"Your tortoise shell is made from the finger bones of the Qizi Immortal, and it is considered his true body."

"So, it can be used as a carrier for the consciousness of the instrument immortal to attach to it."

Li Chuyi widened his eyes and stared at the inky little man.

"So this thing is the former Qizixian!"

"I'm saying that this thing sometimes behaves too abnormally."

"Old Jin, do you know this is your ancestor?"

Jin Jian hummed: "I know."

"Then why are you being disrespectful and acting so nonchalant and casual?"

Jin Jian stared at the inky little man in his arms and slapped him.

"What's this?"

"I think this old ancestor is very unhappy. He left a tortoise shell just to let us, his descendants, pull him out of the six dimensions."

"From generation to generation, the number of people who have died because of this is too numerous to count."

"I am lucky and I am alive."

Jin Jian said confidently, "Also, the ancestor is no longer a weapon immortal. If he lingers here, I'm afraid he will beg for mercy."

Li Chuyi: "..."

It is also at this time that it is the direction of the source and the center.

An aura unique to gambling madness instantly burst out, spreading throughout the heavens and being noticed by countless living beings.

Li Chuyi looked up and knew that it was Tongchen who was playing the second round of the final bet.

"No, if he continues like this, he will really make me a Gambling Immortal."

Li Chuyi frowned, he felt that the situation was a bit difficult.

After a moment, the gambling atmosphere disappeared, and Tong Chen had won the second game.

"If this trend continues, the Gambling Immortal may be born in just a hundred days."

Li Chuyi murmured, his eyes fixed on the inky little man.

"Old Jin, what is your ancestor's name?"

"How would I know? I only know that he is my ancestor. Otherwise, you can just call him Xiao Jin."

Li Chuyi was convinced. This Jin Jian was really as his name suggested. He was truly a cheap person.

"Senior Qizixian, may I ask how did you die in the past?"

"Can you tell me something?"

In the small bronze basin, the ink-colored figure turned his head.

Mu Ne said, "It's a miracle, it's a blessing."

"Miracles are destiny, luck is not you."

"Who are you, then?"

Hearing his vague words, Li Chuyi's frown deepened.

Among the perfect human race.

All the immortal cultivators are gathering together.

A man said: "I am repairing the formation word, and there are two people blocking my way, one is Zhen Xuan, and the other is Xing Luo."

"I can't sleep or eat well unless I get rid of these two."

On the side, the Xizi Xiuhuachao chuckled, "In that case, let us help you kill Zhen Xuan first."

No one noticed that the doll with purple hair and purple robe hanging around her waist moved its eyelids slightly as if inadvertently.