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

Li Chuyi slowly stood up and shook his head.

He looked at the pale golden Buddhist robe on his body, and then at the sharp knife hidden behind Jie San.

As for the words of the crying boy at the grave that just echoed in his heart, he did not think about it deeply, nor did he want to think about it too much.

"Jie San, how long have I slept?"

"According to this continent of 100,000 miles, the alternation of day and night continues for a thousand years."

"understood."

Li Chu nodded and casually lifted up his right sleeve. Sure enough, another mark was missing.

"My dream was about that person in the past, whose life was full of ups and downs." He whispered to himself.

"Also, Tongzi actually has such a background."

"To put it nicely, it is a creature from the remains of a word immortal, a being that has merged the power of immortal life."

"To put it bluntly, it's just a poor loser making use of his remaining energy."

On the side, Jie San was a little confused.

"Friend Li, what are you mumbling about?"

"fine."

Li Chuyi let out a long sigh and looked at the pale golden Buddhist robe on his body. It had actually dimmed a lot and even had obvious marks of being cut by knives and axes.

"Jie San, did you chop all of this?"

"How is that possible?" Jie San hurriedly shook his head.

Then he pointed at the morning glory that was being held by the red coat and said indignantly: "This broken flower was fine a few years ago, but in recent years, it has become full of dog barks and stinks."

Li Chuyi: "..."

After all this time, it turned out that this broken flower was the one that was attracting so much hatred for him.

He looked back and saw the morning glory swaying from side to side, making a hissing sound. "Li Dasha, why are you looking at your father?"

Upon seeing this, Li Chuyi simply grabbed it, shook it twice, and put it away along with the heart armor.

This broken flower is the kind that would dare to open a dyeing factory if given a little color.

"Jie San, you are free to do as you please."

After Li Chuyi finished speaking, he started to walk around the Taoist temple again.

He had to find a way to solve the problem of his own 'mistake', otherwise he would have to stay here forever.

In addition, although this Taoist temple was established by the crying boy, the shadows of the Twelve Immortals can be seen everywhere.

And the next moment.

The big green tree in the yard suddenly began to sway wildly, and the shadow of the tree in the sunlight looked extremely twisted and weird.

At this moment, in front of the four halls, there were only Li Chuyi and Jie San.

"Li... Fellow Daoist Li, what's going on?" Jie San asked in a panic.

It was difficult for a creature like him to feel disturbed under normal circumstances, but this was a temple of doomsday where all supernatural powers were forbidden. Such a scene made him horrified.

Li Chuyi also held his breath and looked intently.

I saw a human face slowly emerging on the tree trunk. He was a little dark and fat, wearing a small black leather hat, and his face looked very familiar.

"Wealth?" Li Chuyi's pupils trembled.

"Li Chuyi, we kept you here because we wanted to see which fish escaped the net you were. We didn't expect that you are actually closely related to this world-destroying view." The human face said.

Hearing this joking tone, Li Chuyi immediately understood.

Fugui has become the new Money Immortal, and what controls him now is the Money Immortal's fate.

"Fellow Daoist Li, who is he? How come he appeared in the Taoist temple?" Jie San asked again in a serious voice.

"Qian Zixian, money, everything." Li Chuyi answered.

Then, he stared at the face on the tree trunk.

At this time, Fugui smiled and said, "It is related to the Taoist temple. Doesn't this mean that it has a close relationship with the crying baby?"

"Li Chuyi, you really brought back some of my long-lost memories."

"After all, there are countless creatures in the world, but only a few of them are worthy of our remembrance, such as the Weeping Child at the Grave."

"It's just that he burned his ten-dimensional consciousness back then and used it to kill us, and he died cleanly from then on."

"So, what's the matter with you?"

"Interesting, really interesting."

At this time, another complete human figure appeared above the tree trunk.

This person is a woman who is so beautiful that the sun, moon and stars are not as beautiful as her, a perfect human, Hua Chao.

She laughed and said, "Li Chuyi, you have become eight-dimensional and mysterious, and your thoughts and destiny are uncertain. Otherwise, I really want to cut you open to see what you are doing."

At this moment, Li Chuyi was staring at Hua Chao's figure.

There are eight dolls hanging around her waist: Passerby A, Xi A, Zhang Meiyu, Bi Xie, Xi B...

Li Chuyi's eyes glanced at Xi Yi, then moved away without leaving a trace.

He said coldly: "It seems that Hua Chao has become the Xizi fairy."

"What do you intend to do by showing up now?"

On the tree trunk, the face of 'Fugui' grinned.

"Li Chuyi, we made you eat the perfect human race and even devour a formless being, so that 'correct' was replaced by 'wrong'."

"I'm not asking you to just sit around in this Taoist temple and relax, make tea, walk the dog, and bask in the sun."

At this time, another figure appeared on the tree trunk. It was the fake word fairy, Qing Ting.

“There is no boundary between truth and falsehood.”

She uttered a few words softly, and suddenly a dark passage appeared in the sky.

"Li Chuyi, this immortal life technique blurs the boundaries between your 'real' and 'false'."

"So next, run for your life."

"We want to see how you can save yourself."

In an instant, Li Chuyi's body seemed to be out of control and fell towards the passage.

And the big green tree also returned to normal at this moment, as if those faces had never appeared.

Jie San's body trembled slightly and he looked up at the sky.

I saw that the passage had closed and disappeared, and only the white sunlight was pouring down.

"Li...Fellow Daoist Li..."

On the side, Dabai kept walking around, whimpering.

……

"This is!"

At this time, Li Chuyi had already fallen out of the passage.

A strong smell of blood rushed into his nostrils like a tide, making him frown subconsciously.

In an instant, his figure rose higher and higher, looking down.

What came into view was an incredibly large head. Its neck seemed to have been torn off, its ears had been cut off, and it was pierced by two sharp blades. Its eyes were bloodshot and empty...

"Crying Grave Baby."

When Li Chu saw this scene, he immediately understood that he had returned to the 'falsehood' and was now in the 'black double ghost' in the sky beyond the sky.

But soon, his eyes turned bloodshot and he bent into a bow in pain in the air. Even with his body of a creator god and devil, he could not withstand the sudden tearing pain.

"Roar……"

Li Chuyi kept making low roars from his mouth, like the last roar of a beast trapped in a cage.

He endured the pain and looked down.

He found that his body was beginning to tear apart, leaving horrible scars, and drops of blood from gods and demons were constantly spilling...

Even his soul began to show hideous cracks, as if it was going to completely wipe him out.

Li Chuyi knew that he was under the spell of 'No Boundary Between Truth and Falsehood'. Now that he had left the Taoist temple, his own 'wrong' attributes could no longer be suppressed.

And what was tearing him apart at this moment was the entire false infinite world, the so-called "correctness".