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

The autumn sun is gentle and the breeze is gentle.

Li Chuyi's eyes kept looking at Qingting and Bai Qing.

"Friend Li, you've seen through it all." Qing Ting said with a smile.

"Uh, sorry." Li Chuyi smiled awkwardly.

"By the way, Qingting, now that you have taken on the Fake Immortal Fate, what are your plans for those Fake Immortals?"

"I don't care. If they are willing to practice, let them continue. Anyway, the fate of the Jia Zi Immortal is in my hands, and they won't have a good ending." Qing Ting said casually.

Li Chu nodded and asked, "Why are you here today?"

On the side, Qing Ting nestled in Bai Qing's arms, "Master Bai said he wanted to come and take a look, so I accompanied him to take a look."

Seeing this, Li Chuyi and the other two sighed silently in their hearts.

They really couldn't understand the world of fake immortals, it was too crazy.

Qingting and the other person stayed for an hour or so and then left, saying they wanted to walk around.

"The man with the surname Li has already produced one third of the characters." Jin Jian muttered.

"Not bad." Li Chu nodded.

"Wang, Changle, Gongbei, Qingting."

"I once thought that I would become a Zunzixian."

He thought about it and changed his words: "It's not just one, but several immortal lives are carried at the same time."

"Now that I think about it, it's just a fantasy."

Jin Jian took over the conversation and said, "Talk about this."

"I once fantasized about me carrying all the immortal lives, letting you, Li, follow me around every day and be bossed around by me..."

Li Chu glanced at him and said, "Why don't you say anything?"

"Ahem, Master Li, it's just a joke, don't take it too seriously."

"By the way, how do you plan to solve the issue of the perfect human race?" Jin Jian rarely looked serious.

He continued: "After all, this race is a mistake, but this mistake was caused by you."

"Every day, countless humans are killed by them..."

When asked, Li Chuyi's expression didn't change much.

"we'll see."

"Since it is a 'mistake', it will be corrected one day, but I don't know how."

In the blink of an eye, another twenty years have passed.

In the Immortal World, something happened that shocked all living beings.

The perfect human Cuo Zi Xiu and the life thief Cuo Yi began to confront each other head-on. Their various immortal life techniques were hard to defend against and difficult to understand.

All the races are immortal level, and no creature dares to go and watch the battle.

Not only is it difficult to understand, but if you are not careful, you can easily lose your life.

In the end, the perfect human race won. That person was a woman named Weiyang.

……

The fifth place is in the small courtyard.

The sky is gloomy today and it looks like heavy rain is about to fall.

At this moment, a woman arrived.

She was dressed in gorgeous colorful clothes, and her every move was graceful and beautiful like a painting.

"Hey, honorable Lord Typo Immortal, what are you doing here?" Li Chuyi leaned on the door frame and looked at the person who came.

"I've already said that I won't join the Perfect Human Race. Didn't the Instrument Immortal Changle tell you?"

Hearing this, Wei Yang just raised her eyes and chuckled.

"I just became a word immortal, so I came to pay my respects to your ancestor."

“Haha, don’t recognize me randomly.” Li Chuyi’s face turned dark.

However, for a moment, he really couldn't figure out the man's intention.

In addition, whenever he saw the wrong ones, he would inexplicably think of the small one with the wrong armor.

"Li Chuyi, why don't you invite me in and sit down?"

"This place is too small to accommodate the Immortal of Typos."

Jin Jian, who was standing by, saw this and hurriedly carried a jade chair and gently put it over.

With a smile on his face, he said, "Please come in, please come in."

Li Chu was somewhat speechless when he saw this scene. Jin Jian's cowardly and greedy character, who bullied the weak and feared the strong, had never changed.

"Weiyang, I want to ask you something."

“Now that you have become the Typo Immortal, the ‘mistake’ that represents the perfect human race, do you have any way to help solve it?” Li Chuyi’s expression became serious.

Wei Yang said: "A mistake is always a mistake, you have to understand this."

"So, there's nothing you can do?"

"Not really." Wei Yang smiled, "I can cover up the flaws in the perfect human race."

"This also means that my race can exist in this world without having to rely on cannibalism."

Hearing this, Li Chuyi and the other three were stunned.

"It's over... the perfect human race doesn't need to eat humans anymore?" Jin Jian's voice trembled, as if he had heard the most incredible thing in the world.

"It should be possible." Wei Yang nodded with a smile, "After all, I am now a spelling fairy."

She looked at Li Chuyi again, "Grandfather, I came here specially to tell you this good news. Are you happy?"

"Also, please make some room. My tribe has kept countless humans in captivity before, but they are useless now. I will hand them over to you when the time comes."

After Wei Yang finished speaking, she left immediately.

"Mr. Li, this is great news. It's a great thing."

Jin Jian's face was full of excitement, "They no longer eat people, can you believe this?"

Li Chuyi shook his head. "Perfect humans are not allowed in the world. They always represent 'wrong'."

"And now, it's just Weiyang who is helping them cover up."

"In other words, this race is still a knife hanging over the heads of humans, but the blade has been temporarily restrained."

Li Chuyi let out a long sigh, his eyes slightly gazing into the distance.

Things are still not resolved.

But now that he could do this temporarily, he still felt inexplicably relieved in his chest.

"Old Jin, go to the city and get some snacks and some wine..."

The place of origin, among the perfect human race.

On a land that seemed to be covered in blood, a number of shirtless men, handsome and wild, stood there.

This is where the butcher lineage is passed down, and these men are all descendants of this lineage.

As for today, it is their sword-closing ceremony.

And in the surrounding world, there were densely packed perfect humans standing there, they were there to watch the ceremony.

"These human flesh men have put away their killing knives today. I never thought that I would see such a scene one day." Someone shook his head and sighed.

"Yeah, and we really don't have to eat human flesh anymore?"

"The Word Fairy has spoken, how can this be false?"

"Actually, this is a good thing. After all, the human race also has two Word Immortals. If conflicts continue to arise, it will definitely lead to major incidents."

There was a lot of discussion throughout the world, but many perfect humans were wondering whether to eat the dried human flesh they had stored or not.

On the bloody land in the center.

Nearly ten thousand monks from the butcher lineage took out their broad-backed killing daggers, and with pious respect in their eyes, silently inserted them into the ground beneath them.

This sword was obtained here when they accepted the inheritance, and now it also belongs here.

Tu Mu was also among them.

After sealing the murderous knife that had accompanied him throughout his life and killed countless people, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I hope this sword will never be able to be restarted."

"No one is born to like killing and blood."