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

Li Chuyi was not surprised to hear Yudan's words.

No creature that can reach this point is stupid.

"My two fellow Taoists, what are your plans next?" he asked again.

Beside the stone table, Yudan was looking in the direction of Hun Dun.

He said slowly: "I have sensed that the aura of annihilation has begun to appear. This catastrophe will not last long."

"But Fellow Daoist Li, I still want to ask, why did you cause such a change in the Buddhist Hall?"

"You even know the origin of this world-destroying Taoist temple?"

Hearing this, Li Chuyi just smiled.

"It was a dream, do you believe it?"

Yu Dan nodded, "Daoyou Li, take care of yourself."

"From what I can see now, you are the most special person I have ever met in my long life."

"But the more special you are, the more you have to bear."

"Since everyone is having a hard time, let's just leave it to fate."

Li Chuyi said: "There is a clause in the immortal destiny that is 'play', so destiny is also unreliable."

Yudan was silent, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

As for Jie San, he also bowed as a greeting.

"Friend Li, I am leaving too."

"My dojo is in the Immortal Burial Sea, ten steps away from Primal Chaos."

After watching the two people leave, Li Chuyi put out the head of Mahakala again and chanted "Twelve Lights of Prayer to All Living Beings".

After a moment, he couldn't help but frown.

He clearly sensed that the true spirit of Mahakala had been aroused, but he just didn't react and couldn't avoid it automatically.

"Master Black Buddha, you are so awesome." Li Chuyi said angrily.

As for leaving the Taoist temple, he had no plans to do so. He estimated that if he went out, he would be discovered by "correctly" and would end up in a bad situation.

Time passes day by day.

Li Chuyi stayed in this Taoist temple temporarily. Looking at every layout in it, he had a vague sense of familiarity.

It’s just this feeling, very faint, very light.

Like a familiar stranger, he knew the other person's past clearly, and that was all.

Another day.

Li Chuyi sat on a reclining chair under the eaves of a Taoist temple, and Xinjia Morning Glory also sat beside him, basking in the sun.

Coming here, this little flower has become much quieter.

"There are only eleven marks left."

Li Chuyi looked at his right arm. It once had twelve rays, but now one was missing for unknown reasons.

"Could it be that the missing piece is the memory of the grave-crying child's entire life, all his past?"

Li Chuyi murmured, and recalled another picture.

The eight-year-old boy who cried at the graves, with such a thin body, held a pig's head in his arms and walked step by step in the snow, eating and crying as he walked.

There is only a black crow as companion.

"Alas, in the end, even the black crow that stayed with you the longest was a fake."

"What's even more tragic is that you have lived in lies and illusions your entire life. Everything was woven for you by the immortal fate."

"The world is full of darkness and darkness, truth and falsehood, illusion and dream."

"For you, perhaps only the shackles on your body are real."

At this moment, Li Chuyi felt a little melancholy and depressed. He closed his eyes and tried to relax.

The autumn sun is warm and the breeze is gentle.

Slowly, he fell into a deep sleep again and fell into another dream.

And on his right arm, another mark gradually disappeared.

In a dream.

A very familiar start.

It is still a remote mountain village, and there is still an orphan who has been without a father or a mother since birth, growing up by eating at other people's homes.

Later, the orphan grew up to be a teenager and left the village to go to another vast world, but also a strange and unpredictable world.

Because in this world, there is something called immortal life, which is called an eternal miracle. Those who carry the immortal life are called word immortals, also known as supreme immortals.

After going through numerous dangers and witnessing the fickle nature of people's hearts.

The young man successfully seized a life seed, the fruit seed.

However, the path to cultivating immortality is also extremely difficult. The inherent disadvantages of immortality make it like standing on a cliff or facing the abyss.

There were also various plots and killing moves by other Fruit Cultivators, which made the young man exhausted and complaining all day long.

However, compared with other immortal cultivators, he has a big advantage.

That is, he also practiced the word "heart", and his speed of upgrading dimensions was much faster than that of other people who practiced the word "heart". He reached the mysterious realm of seven dimensions very early.

In this way, his cultivation of the immortal life of Guo Zi increased smoothly all the way.

Just like this, in the final fight for immortal life.

He successfully carried the immortal destiny of Fruit and became the immortal envied by countless living beings, the Fruit Immortal.

There are twelve other beings like him, one of whom successfully ascended to the ninth dimension and became the Heart Immortal.

I thought that Zixian was at the top and no one could defeat him.

Moreover, the waves or wrinkles that have been caused over the years will gradually be smoothed out with the passage of time.

But suddenly one day.

"Immortal life is spiritual." The young man in the past now stood in the clouds and roared.

The same goes for the other immortal characters.

But they had no chance to resist.

All his immortal cultivation, which he was so proud of, disappeared in an instant, and the young man clearly felt that something seemed to be missing in his body.

But he didn't have the chance to speak again.

Like many living beings before him, he became a ghost with only a corpse left.

The Heart Immortal was even more miserable. His heart was cut out and the remaining body fell into the dust and was snatched away by countless hungry beasts.

"Let's go to another universe and find a suitable creature to carry the immortal life." Qian said.

On the side, Guo smiled and said, "I think these corpses of word immortals are still somewhat useful."

"Do you feel that even with the method of transcendence established by the Weeping Grave Child, those creatures in the 'falsehood' are too slow to practice?"

"Why don't I wait and find something to help them a little."

Qian heard this and said, "That makes sense."

At this moment, he looked at the remaining remains of the twelve Word Immortals.

He continued: "They once carried the immortal life. No one is more suitable than them to carry the power of the immortal life."

"Why not send these corpses to the 'falsehood' and let them slowly revive. Every time a soul is reborn, it will carry the power of our immortal life and go to the chaos to assist the living beings in transcending."

Guo said again: "In that case, why don't we open up a separate space in the chaos to accommodate those who have transcended."

"Let's call it, the world beyond heaven."

Then, the Twelve Immortals sent the remains of the Word Immortals into the "Falsehood" and cast them together at random.

And with this as the center, the Heaven Beyond Heaven was established.

Kill said coldly: "I have been carrying this head of the crying grave kid with me all the time."

"Why not, just leave it there too."

After saying that, he threw the scarred head away.

……

In the view of world destruction.

Jie San didn't know when he came here again.

At this moment, he was holding a dagger and couldn't help but stab Li Chuyi.

"What are you going to do?"

Suddenly, Li Chuyi woke up with a start and his face turned black.

"Misunderstanding...misunderstanding..." Jie San's face turned red and he quickly hid the knife behind him.

Li Chuyi just stood up slowly, looking at the sky and the earth with deep eyes.

He discovered that, no matter the life of the crying boy at the grave or the life of the young immortal with the character "果" (fruit), to him, it was nothing more than a show of pleasure.

If he didn't think about it deliberately, it wouldn't appear in his mind.

"Why?" He couldn't help but ask in his heart.

After a moment, a sigh was heard, as if it had sounded countless years ago. It was the crying baby at the grave.

'I just don't want my memory to occupy too long a space in your life, that's all.'