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

The fog covered the river and the night grew darker.

On the bow, Li Chuyi put away Mahakala's head and turned back to say: "You, more than a thousand perfect humans, want to gain a foothold in this alien world."

"It can't be done overnight."

On the side, Tong Chen stood facing the wind, looking at the gurgling river on both sides.

“People often say that you can’t have your cake and eat it too.”

"My race has the reputation of perfection and is favored by fate."

"But it is also because of the word 'error' that it is hated by the world."

Tong Chen looked at her with a dim gaze, and said softly, "There are sorrows in front of and behind the mountain. There is no freedom with or without wind. We have no choice from the beginning to the end. We can only go on in our own way."

Li Chuyi was also silent after hearing this.

He just said: "People come and go, whether it rains or not, it's all the past."

He couldn't possibly stay here. He had too many worries and too many frustrations. He couldn't stay in one place.

Then, Li Chuyi threw out a jade slip.

"In the chaos right now, the Chaos Point where the World-Destroying Taoist Temple is located is located. To survive the 'Calamity of Truth and Falsehood', you need to go to that place."

After saying this, the whole person disappeared into the twilight and gradually could not be found.

On the bow of the boat, Tong Chen just held the jade slip tightly in his hand, remaining silent for a long time.

……

According to the life world, it is about another hundred years later.

Chaos has no years or months and has no concept of time.

Li Chuyi senses the passage of time through changes in himself, such as the circulation of blood.

At this time, he arrived in another vast world.

In fact, he encountered many strange creatures along the way, and he chose to rest in places where there were people similar to humans.

"Quite interesting."

In the sky, looking at the prosperous earth below, Li Chuyi couldn't help but chuckle.

In this world, there is a unique way of practicing, called "spirit", the "spirit" of scholars.

Practitioners can, through reading, gather their own "spirit" and thus have the ability to burn the sky and boil the sea, and change the world.

The "will and energy" here is equivalent to the spiritual energy in the world of fate.

In addition, practitioners will use various treasures from heaven and earth to hone their "ambitions".

And "ambition" is the same as the aspiration of ordinary practitioners.

The higher the 'ambition', the greater the power of 'will' will be.

“It’s an interesting way of practicing.”

Li Chuyi sighed again, and then fell into a huge city below.

It was already night.

The city was lit up with countless colorful lanterns, making the long night as bright as day.

"Brother, why do you drink alone?" Li Chuyi asked a young man wandering on the street, knowingly asking.

His eight dimensions are mysterious, and he can know many things at a glance.

"Brother, are you also cultivating your spirit?" the young man looked up and said with sleepy eyes.

He was thin and his clothes looked extremely shabby, which fit the image of a poor scholar.

"I have dabbled in it a little bit." Li Chu nodded and sat down directly. "By the way, what's your name?"

"Xue Sheng," the young man answered hurriedly.

Then, he carefully took out a worn-out book from his bosom and said with a wry smile: "To be honest, this book was passed down from generation to generation by my ancestors."

"I have studied hard for twenty years, but unfortunately, I cannot use it to gather 'spirit'."

Li Chuyi took a glance at it. The book was not thick, only about twenty pages, and it told a very ordinary but popular story.

It's probably about that group of people who persevere in moving mountains.

"What should I call such a friend?" Xue Sheng asked.

"Li Chuyi."

"I've never heard of this surname," he muttered.

He added: "Although my book is broken, it is one of the few books that can help people gather their 'spirit'. It can be regarded as a treasure passed down from generation to generation."

"Brother Li is a man of extraordinary bearing. He must disdain this thing of mine, so he took it out."

Li Chuyi smiled and said, "I'm quite interested."

Xue Sheng: "..."

The streets are bustling with cars and people.

Li Chuyi stared at this scene, but was lost in thought for a long time. When he was in the Fate Realm in the past, he often lingered in the mortal city like this, and Bai Qing, a passerby, often came to disturb him.

"Brother Li, thirty years from now will be the time when the Nine Book Mountains will be projected into the world. I hope that by then, I will be able to gain some enlightenment."

On the side, Xue Sheng said something casually.

He picked up the tattered book again and began to read with his head shaking. He looked very motivated, but he seemed to be possessed, which made Li Chuyi couldn't help shaking his head.

In a blink of an eye.

Thirty years have passed.

In the village outside the city, with the sound of a wooden door creaking, Xue Sheng stepped out of the door tremblingly, still holding his tattered book tightly.

The young man he once was has now become an old man with wrinkles all over the corners of his eyes. Of course, he is still as poor as ever.

"The sky is clear, good, good, good."

"Today, the projections of the Nine Book Mountains have descended. I must embark on the path of cultivating my spirit in one fell swoop." Xue Sheng was overjoyed when he saw this.

Suddenly, a figure appeared.

"Tsk, long time no see." Li Chuyi said with a smile on his face.

The so-called nine mountains of books are equivalent to the nine controllers of this universe, and are also the source of the path of cultivation in this world.

He stopped here just to take a look and see something new.

"Li...Brother Li, you are still so young?" Xue Sheng was stunned.

"Forever Eighteen." Li Chu smiled.

As the two talked, a deep and vast aura like the ocean slowly descended from the void.

"Books...a mountain of books has arrived." Upon seeing this, Xue Sheng trembled all over and was so excited that tears streamed down his face.

On the side, Li Chuyi also looked up.

The plane he is in now is insignificant in this universe. Planes like this are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, and it is difficult to count them.

"Nine Great Book Mountains, the founder of the 'Qi' cultivation path, is quite impressive."

Li Chuyi said softly, feeling that the world was so big that there was nothing he could not see, only things he could not imagine.

At this time, nine towering mountains, like phantoms, stood in the nine directions of the world.

"Books...Book mountains, I want to climb the Book Mountains." Xue Sheng seemed to be crazy, walking with his old legs towards the nine book mountains.

There are countless creatures like him in this world at this moment, all with crazy eyes, running towards the mountain of books.

"Xue Sheng, you are old and weak, it would be strange if you can reach the mountain of books." Li Chuyi snorted lightly, grabbed him and threw him out.

Time passed slowly.

The nine mountains of books were already filled with densely packed figures. Each of them was holding a book in their hands, reading non-stop with their heads shaking.

But this scene actually looks a little scary.

Seeing this, Li Chuyi sighed, then his figure rose from the ground, passed through one space after another, and came to an endless void filled with white mist.

The main bodies of the Nine Great Book Mountains stand here, looming in the white mist.

"The God and Devil of Creation?"

Suddenly, a surprised voice was heard. It was Shushan on Zuoyi, who recognized Li Chuyi's physical body.

Li Chuyi shook his head and said, "Everyone, I personally feel that your path of cultivation has some shortcomings."