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

White silk was fluttering in the sky, and everywhere was mourning.

Everyone sighed, the heaven and earth mourned, and all things wept.

"Mad man, really a mad man." Fake B laughed again and again, almost crazy.

"Bai Qing, Bai Qing, what's the point of you becoming a fake word immortal? Do you still exist?"

As he spoke, he staggered in one direction. Now that the Fake Word Immortal was born in this way, no matter how hard the other Fake Word Cultivators tried, they would be nothing more than a joke.

The immortal level of all races looked in the direction of Fake B.

Gradually they withdrew their gazes and bowed towards the center of the field, where the woman, still in her flaming wedding gown but filled with grief, was standing.

"We are here to meet the Fake Word Immortal."

But in the next moment, Qingting disappeared.

When Li Chuyi saw this, he looked at his red robe and sighed in his heart. As the witness of the marriage, his reputation as the bane of happy events seemed to be becoming more and more solid.

Slowly, the immortals of all races began to leave, but they all felt lost and unhappy. They were fine when they came...

In addition, those fake character cultivators were all worried. Now that the fake character immortal had appeared, they didn't know what kind of ending was waiting for them.

In a blink of an eye, night fell.

In this small courtyard, there were only Li Chuyi and some familiar people. They just casually put up a chair and sat in the night breeze.

"Mr. Li, what are you looking at?" Jin Jian asked casually. He saw Li Chuyi looking towards a side room in the courtyard from time to time.

"Hey."

"The stars in the sky are few and far between, and the moon is as full as yesterday."

Li Chuyi sighed, "Over the years, I've seen Bai Qing and Qing Ting always being so affectionate."

"I suddenly didn't see it, and I felt a little uncomfortable."

When they heard about Bai Qing, everyone's eyes were filled with deep sorrow.

Jin Jian coughed dryly, "Everyone, logically speaking, Bai Qing is not dead, right? He and Qing Ting were not the same person from the beginning to the end?"

On the side, Xing Luo explained: "No, Bai Qing's death cannot be explained according to common sense."

"It is not the death of the physical body and soul, but the killing of himself in terms of ideology."

He took a deep breath and said, "Anyway, the Bai Qing we knew or understood is gone."

Fugui also said: "I think it should be like this."

"The cultivation of a fake immortal life is indeed very cruel."

"First, create the biggest 'false', then cut it off, and you will never be trapped by truth or falsehood again."

But after hearing the two people's answers, Jin Jian's face became even more confused.

He tried to say: "Seniors, do you think it is possible that Senior Bai Qing is fake and Qing Ting is real?"

"The real Senior Bai Qing died many tens of thousands of years ago when he was still a mortal."

"And the Senior Bai Qing we met was just the 'fake' that Qing Ting cultivated with the fake immortal destiny."

After these words were spoken, everyone present was slightly stunned and fell into deep thought.

After a long time.

Yuan Qiu suddenly said: "I don't think so. I think Bai Qing should be the real one."

"It was just that at the last moment, Qingting, the 'fake', killed his 'real' self, thus completing the reversal of the real and the fake."

For a moment, everyone was silent.

Because they were not sure what was going on.

After a while, Li Chuyi shook his head helplessly, "As expected of the bearer of the fake immortal destiny, we who are familiar with him can't tell the real from the fake, let alone other people?"

“Perhaps only they themselves know the truth.”

Xing Luo heard this and followed suit: "Anyway, no matter what the truth is, Bai Qing really existed in our life trajectory."

"As for true and false, why should we distinguish so clearly?"

As he was talking, he sighed for no reason.

"Hey."

"There is nothing in this world but regret."

"It's like a man looking at a mountain, or a fish looking at a lotus. The person you want is not available, and the wish you have is always contrary to yours..."

“Everyone is different, and everyone is the same.”

The night becomes increasingly quiet.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank, chatting freely.

Li Chuyi, on the other hand, always recalled the figure of a scholar in a white robe decorated with chrysanthemums and orchids.

I remember that his favorite thing to do was to make all the black and white pieces on the chessboard belong to him.

Li Chuyi was still thinking about what the phrase "from the beginning to the end it was just a chess piece" meant...

The night passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, a hazy gray shadow appeared in the sky.

Everyone had left, and once again it was just the three of them.

This incident involving the fake immortal has already slowly fermented, and the impact it has brought to all living beings in the world is difficult to describe in words.

What was talked about the most was the appearance of four immortal characters, two of whom were actually from the human race, shocking the world.

What all races are hoping for now is that the human race and the perfect human race must not start a war because of their feuds. It is best to resolve it properly.

Otherwise, this person is both a word fairy and has no form. If a fight really breaks out, they will be really scared.

In a hurry, in the blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed.

The few maple saplings that Li Chuyi had casually planted by the yard many years ago were already as thick as if two or three people were surrounding them. The trees were covered with maple leaves, which looked orange and yellow under the autumn sun.

In the afternoon, Li Chuyi was in the courtyard, bending his back, carefully picking out the better quality leaves on the ground.

"Mr. Li, it's just making tea, why are the leaves different?" Jin Jian walked over and yawned.

He hasn't practiced much over the years. He just eats and sleeps all day long. In his words, what's the point of becoming an immortal?

If you are unlucky, you will die inexplicably.

"You don't understand. Using maple leaves or sycamore leaves to brew tea is the most flavorful."

Li Chuyi raised his head and took a look. "Oh, so you really didn't become an immortal? Back then, you and Yun Cheng used the remains of the Zixian to practice. That was a great opportunity and you laid a very good foundation."

"No, let's wait until the Immortal World is stable."

After a while.

Li Chuyi was sitting under the maple tree in the courtyard, with a small red stove and a small red kettle.

"Mr. Li, why does this thing look so familiar? Have you used it before?"

"This belongs to Brother Gu. Take it out and use it today."

At this time, Yun Cheng also came back, followed by a big white dog. He was addicted to digging graves, but he only dared to wander within a thousand miles of the courtyard.

Just as he sat down, the three of them saw a familiar figure approaching quietly.

The one in a white dress, as elegant as a chrysanthemum, turned out to be Qingting.

"Fake...fake word fairy." Jin Jian was stunned.

At this time, another person walked out from behind Qingting. He was wearing a scholar's robe and was looking at them with a smile on his face.

"Bai Qing?" Li Chuyi was also stunned.

"What's going on?" he asked quickly.

Qing Ting smiled and said, "Now I am the Fake Immortal. Lord Bai is just the 'fake' created by the power of the immortal life."

Upon hearing this, Bai Qing put his arm around Qing Ting's waist and said gently, "It's all in the past, let's not talk about this."

Seeing this scene, the three of them could only take a deep breath and look up at the sky.

Okay, here it comes again.