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

The desert is desolate and lonely.

Jixiang continued: "Everyone in the perfect human race is as good as a phoenix or a dragon. Even if there is an outlier like me among them, they don't care much, and most of them just ignore me."

"As for me, I am like a transparent person. No one cares about me, no one pays attention to me, and no one cares whether I live or die."

After hearing this, many immortal cultivators between heaven and earth suddenly realized.

They originally thought that any immortal cultivator of the perfect human race could have it, except the character "matching".

Now it seems to make sense that there is such an outlier as Jixiang.

"This is fucking weird. Why do I feel like it's specially created to fill the gap left by the perfect human race without any character cultivators?" Jin Jian muttered.

Under the life-suppressing stele, Jixiang took a deep breath.

"Actually, I don't want to eat human flesh."

"They are just ordinary creatures like me. I don't want to eat them."

"But I've tried many times and found that if I don't eat, I might die."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence between heaven and earth.

Except for the Perfect Humans, everyone present frowned, pondering the deeper meaning of it.

Tong Chen said coldly: "Jixiang, you were born a different species, and you didn't inherit any of my race's magical powers. What you just said is just that you are special."

Jixiang pursed his lips, "Since you were born, you have been a soup of human flesh with spiritual objects from heaven and earth, and you have been fed into people's mouths. You have everything you need."

"I was the only one who was ignored. The human flesh I had tasted was just some leftovers I picked up from the butcher's meat stall..."

Hearing this, all the perfect humans in the sky were a little angry. Why did Ji Xiang look a little like Li Chuyi?

Jixiang spread his hands and said, "Fortunately, I corrected the words later."

"Unfortunately, my presence has become even less felt."

"Well, it was hard to endure. Then I was forgotten by everything, and then I found my own sense of existence."

Suddenly, Jixiang's eyes sparkled like stars.

"I discovered something. From then on, I don't need to eat humans and I can still exist in this world."

Hearing this, Li Chuyi seemed to be thinking about something.

The perfect human race eats humans, to put it bluntly, just to use the human race to make their identities legitimate so that they can exist in the world.

But the auspiciousness before one's eyes is forcing one's "existence" to become reasonable.

However, this special case probably only happens to him.

Jixiang smiled and said, "Since then, I no longer live in the Perfect Human Race. Instead, I live in the Seventh Land, in a small human city. I like it here."

In the air, Hua Chao's eyes fixed: "Jixiang, that is a tribe of fake people. You call them like this now. Do you really want to be that Li Chuyi?"

Jixiang didn't care, he just smiled and said: "Daoyou Wang, you should also practice."

"Can you tell me about your experience, what it was like?"

Wang thought for a few moments after hearing this.

He said: "I don't like to talk too much, just watch it for yourself."

As soon as he pointed his finger, a vivid picture appeared in the sky.

In the picture, there is a young man with bare arms, dark skin, but a warm smile. This man is Wang.

He was busy in a magnificently decorated five-story attic. In front of him were mountains of dishes and bowls, and there were many more servants and farmhands like him.

In addition, the attic is full of wine, women, money and power. The rich and powerful are spending their money in debauchery, and beautiful girls are vying for his favor.

But these have nothing to do with Wang and the others.

They worked hard year after year, earning copper coins that seemed so light that they could hardly be weighed in the hand.

On this day, a playboy, with his arms around two rouge-faced girls, staggered past Wang.

Or when he gets excited, he might kick over the mountain of dishes, and the broken pieces will fall all over the floor, looking shattered.

"Pick it up," he shouted, laughing.

Wang and many servants were busy cleaning up.

The young man saw this and pointed at them and said to the people around him with a smile: "Look at them, how obedient they are. Each of them is stronger than an ox and moves more swiftly than a horse."

After he said that, he pulled up a few people and slapped them hard on the face, including Wang.

He laughed wantonly: "Look, he didn't react at all, he's not even as stubborn as the donkey in the pen, he's really born to be a good ox or horse..."

"Hahaha……"

In an instant, all over the five floors, all kinds of contemptuous ridicule continued and were so harsh.

The servants all had anger in their eyes, but they endured it in the end. Only Wang kept working hard.

Seeing this scene, Jixiang couldn't help but say: "Just because we are in a relationship doesn't mean we don't have tempers. Can you tolerate this?"

Wang heard this and said, "If you don't do it, you will starve."

"Also, I was born with a kind of 'super insensitivity', which means I am very slow to react and understand everything around me."

He looked at the picture in the sky and continued, "In fact, after that, I spent two full years thinking about those cold eyes and ridicules."

"Finally, on a sunny morning, when I passed by a street corner, I suddenly realized it."

"It turns out that in their eyes, I and that black dog on the street are the same thing."

"We are just as rustic, just as ignored, just as we are, just as we beg for food in the days that can only be counted."

"That day, I stood on the street and thought for a long time, until the drizzle wet my stained clothes and emitted an unpleasant smell, and I suddenly woke up."

Wang smiled: "After figuring this out, Laizi Heigou and I looked into each other's eyes affectionately, and then we put our arms around each other's shoulders."

"I call it Brother Dog."

"It wishes me 'woof', so I say woof."

"After that, we walked forward in the rain in a panic, looking for the fireworks that belonged to us alone."

"It's just a pity." Wang lowered his head.

"Wherever I go, those people treat me like a cow and a horse, as if I am not even worthy of a name in this world."

"I, and many other people, are just a complete supporting role outside the prosperity and bustle of this world."

"No one cares when we come out, and no one remembers when we leave."

"Even though I am extremely insensitive and need to think about something for a long time, I often wonder what the meaning of my existence is."

"Later, I somehow cultivated the destiny of a matchless immortal."

A hundred feet away, Jixiang asked, "Fellow Daoist Wang, do you have anything else to say?"

Wang thought about it, and then said: "Although I have no name or surname, I still have spring and mix with the human world."

"I don't have much to say. Anyway, writing is a process of being gradually forgotten by everything, and then breaking free from it."

"We're pretty much the same."

Jixiang nodded, "In that case, it depends on who the immortal chooses."

And in the sky, all the perfect humans stared at Wang with eager eyes, as if they wanted to join forces to strangle him.

However, Li Chuyi, Xingluo and others, and even the many "Yi" life thieves, were staring at them closely, ready to help at any time.

"Why don't you try to move one?" Fake B sneered.

After saying that, he turned back and looked at Pei Yi, who was also an ordinary young man, and said, "You have nothing to do with this dispute over Pei's immortal life?"

"No, I can't compare to them."

Under the life-suppressing stele, Jixiang and Wang, with their immortal life-cultivation abilities, were blooming unrestrainedly. Sounds of "sobbing" could be heard from all the heavens and worlds, even from the chaos.

No matter whether it is 'Da Dao', the Great Dao, or anything else, they seem to feel something, crying and wailing.

In an instant, a boundless hurricane swept across the desert.

The life-suppressing monument was annihilated in an instant, leaving only a beam of light that reached the sky and the earth, which could be seen everywhere in the entire world of immortality.

That kind of smell.

It is even more unthinkable, unthinkable, unattainable, and unattainable...

At this moment, all the living beings in the audience couldn't help but feel excited when seeing this scene. They knew that the first word immortal might be born.

And at this moment when everyone is looking forward to it.

Match the word "immortal" with your destiny, and go diagonally towards prosperity.