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

I do not know how long it has been.

Li Chuyi was holding his breath, but when he walked out of the vast desert, he had almost become a dried corpse.

Even the hungry wolf from the borderland that passed by didn't even look at him.

His current state, except for his immortality, is no different from that of an ordinary person.

Time passed slowly, and Li Chuyi was wandering around like a ghost outside the world.

In a mortal mine, the clanging sounds of iron tools hitting ore during various excavations continued to be heard, which was noisy and harsh.

Miners in tattered clothes and with lifeless eyes were moving forward with heavy loads. They were all nearby mountain people who were captured by local tyrants.

At this time, a fat man with a big head and ears grabbed a skinny figure and threw him to the ground, laughing and saying: "I just caught a coolie nearby and sent him here for free. Why don't you accept him?"

At this time, the figure slowly stood up, with disheveled hair, and crawled to the side, as if he had seen the rarest thing.

"Money, money, money..." he said over and over again.

Seeing this, the fat man said to the big, fat man holding a whip beside him: "Tsk tsk, it seems like you are also a poor guy. Even at this time, you are still talking about money, money, money..."

But then they saw a horrifying scene.

I saw the figure crawling to the side, where there were bamboo baskets filled with freshly mined metal ores with extremely sharp edges.

The man just grabbed it and put it into his mouth, letting the sharp edge cut his mouth. He chewed on the broken teeth and gravel, his mouth full of blood.

"Money...money..." He kept muttering, as if the only word in his eyes was "money".

This person is still Li Chuyi, but he is corrupted by the desire for money and cannot control himself.

Seeing this scene, those powerful men, no matter how arrogant they were, still felt a chill.

"Where did you catch this lunatic? Beat him to death and throw him out!"

After a while.

Li Chuyi, who was only breathing his last breath, was thrown into a mass grave filled with miners who had died in vain.

There was a thunderstorm, and lightning turned the night into day.

He stood up again among the pile of dead bodies.

"Li Chuyi, let us go, let us go. You are corrupted by your lust for money. If we don't have a good life, you won't have a good life either..."

"Haha, everything is money. These dead people can also be regarded as money. Didn't you eat the perfect human race? Eat, eat now...", 'Money' laughed maliciously.

It rained heavily and there was lightning and thunder.

Among the pile of dead bodies in the wilderness, a figure that looked like an evil ghost was tearing at the rotten flesh, his body covered in dirt and mud.

Time still flows forward.

In a mortal city, a figure like an evil beggar was wandering here.

The city is brightly lit and bustling.

At the corner of the city gate, a few ruffians gathered together, stealing and gambling for small amounts of money.

The stakes were not high, but the momentum was strong, and the shouts were so loud that they shook the earth.

"Get away, you stinky beggar. Get away from here, or we will beat you to death," a thug drove him away impatiently.

"Tsk tsk, the world is going downhill, even beggars want to gamble." Another person sneered.

But the dirty figure was staring at them and kept talking to himself.

"You can't gamble, you can't gamble..."

The next moment, he took out a rusty and broken knife, which he had picked up from somewhere, and chopped his own palm fiercely.

In an instant, the severed limb fell to the ground, blood gushing out, but he continued to pound the ground with his other hand again and again...

Such a scene made everyone around tremble with fear.

……

This world is the world of cultivating immortals.

The two powerful cultivation forces had accumulated grievances for many years and had blood debts with each other, which finally broke out in one day.

The sky and earth are illuminated by a lone sun, and the setting sun is as red as blood.

The light of Dharma surged and the fighting was deafening.

The sky was filled with the figures of monks and monsters, and the scene was breathtaking.

But at this moment, everything stopped.

The world was extremely silent. Everyone looked back suddenly and felt a chill down their spines, as if they had encountered something more terrifying than death.

On the horizon, a figure slowly appeared against the light, and the face could not be seen clearly.

There was a murderous intent in him that shook all the spirits in heaven and earth, as if it could bury everything.

Suddenly, the void began to fluctuate.

In this vast world, every powerful person has a feeling in their heart. They cross numerous spaces and come here in an instant, and they are all extremely solemn.

They could not sense any magical power from that man, but under the impact of the murderous intent, they seemed even smaller than ants.

"Senior, who are you?" a powerful man asked.

However, the figure ignored him and just moved closer step by step.

Seeing this, all the creatures in this world were instantly silent, with sweat dripping from their foreheads. They dared not move, for fear that if they moved, they would die.

"Li Chuyi, don't force yourself. Kill, kill as many people as you want. As long as you are willing, you can release your cultivation and slaughter millions of souls here in an instant." The word 'kill' kept tempting.

And just when all living beings thought they would die today.

The figure slowly took out a blunt knife and slashed at his neck, again and again.

"Li Chuyi, you would rather cut yourself with a knife than kill them. You deserve to die... deserve to die...", "Kill" roared.

And Li Chuyi chopped off his own head in this way. The pain that gnawed into his bones seemed to wake him up.

But as soon as he cut off the head, it dissipated and grew again on his neck.

Then he raised the knife again and continued to swing.

All the spirits in this world were staring at the scene in a daze. They never expected that such a scene would be waiting for them.

A night just passed like this.

Li Chuyi has chopped off his own head more than a hundred times in public.

And those creatures, no matter how high their cultivation level was, did not dare to leave, for fear that the blunt knife would fall on their necks in the next moment.

Finally, Li Chuyi left.

Waves of slow breathing echoed among the mountains and fields.

At this point, as soon as Li Chuyi entered the sight of the powerful people in this world, no one dared to disturb him.

Just looking at him from afar, he looked like an evil ghost, rising and falling between twelve different desires, never stopping.

Another tens of millions of years passed.

One day, a little fairy followed a man in gorgeous clothes, stood on the clouds, and looked at the earth in the distance.

"Master, is he the weirdo in the legend?"

"Yeah." The man nodded.

On the ground, a young man who looked like a withered man was smiling at the toads in front of him like a madman.

"Bai Qing fake armor, you see, I can also tell the real from the fake, haha."

"No, you are the toads, not them."

"Old Jin, go to the city and get two jugs of wine. Don't forget to pay."

"Liu Xian, stay away from me, where is your sense of boundaries?"

"No, a bunch of toads, get out..."

Perhaps frightened, the toads croaked and jumped into the water, creating huge splashes of water.

But the figure was squatting with his head in his hands, looking painful.

The man took a look at the cloud.

"Hey, let's go."

"This person's past is unknown, but he is extremely strange."

"I just don't know what kind of experiences he had in the past. It makes me imagine a lot."

The next moment, the two of them disappeared.