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

In the view of world destruction.

Li Chuyi and Cui Xishan stood on the top of a mountain, letting the breeze blow around their shoulders and wake them up.

"Brother Li, are you going to cast a spell?" Cui Xishan said softly.

Li Chuyi said, "Yes, of course."

"The ten-dimensional technique, a flower blooms in one thought."

"The art of the eleven dimensions, the flowers bloom as usual."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked at the "Lishi Chunqiu" in his hand.

He continued: "There are too many true spirits and too many residual rhymes in here, enough to perform this technique."

The next moment, he threw the thick book in his hand into the chaos.

Along the way, the book kept changing and transforming, and finally, it turned into a brilliant world, standing tall in the chaos.

Among them is the original starry sky and one huge ancient world after another, which is the former immortal world.

Li Chuyi looked at what was in front of him, dazed and absent-minded.

After a long time, he said: "The so-called eleven-dimensional technique, the flowers bloom as before."

"The key is to recreate the process of 'flower blooming'."

"This means that this immortal world before us will start over and experience everything that happened before again."

“The twelve immortal lives were also placed in there by me.”

"Without the 'Spirit of Immortal Life', this time, I guess a genuine Immortal will appear."

"I hope that this time, these word fairies will live longer."

On the side, Cui Xishan said with a smile: "Brother Li, what about you?"

"I won't go in. It's okay with one or two less people." Li Chuyi's hair moved in the wind.

He laughed loudly, "Being alone is the pure joy of a person."

Suddenly, Li Chuyi's eyes focused.

Came to another location in the Ten Thousand Mile Continent.

In a valley, I saw a terrifying Buddha with three heads and six arms slowly opening his eyes.

"Mr. Black Buddha, this is interesting."

Li Chuyi smiled strangely. He didn't even notice that the other party's cultivation was formless and he was in a state of silence.

When he saw the person coming, Mahakala was stunned for a moment, then he returned to normal.

He stood up and bowed, "Congratulations, donor. Dawn is about to break."

Li Chuyi asked: "Master Black Buddha, have you been here all the time?"

"Donor Li knows that this is my true intention. Buddha will not stand on a dangerous wall."

"These countless years have all been spent here, using the ten-dimensional Dao rhyme to comprehend the key to overcoming the 'truth and falsehood catastrophe'."

"Unfortunately, it's still a little bit close."

At this time, Cui Xishan returned the Buddhist salute.

He said: "I have been stuck in the eleven-dimensional gate for a long time. I have nothing to do, so I came up with a solution."

"This catastrophe has indeed made all living beings despair."

As he waved his hand, streaks of light fell into the chaos and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Mahakala smiled.

"Donor, your merits are immeasurable."

……

In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.

Time, uncountable.

The immortal world transformed by "Li's Spring and Autumn Annals" is now in the post-immortal era.

But under Li Chuyi's subtle influence, many things still changed.

If there were no perfect human race here, and no farm boy who regarded Heaven as his father, everything would seem much calmer.

However, although it seems calm, it is actually still mostly flat and uneven.

After all, immortals still exist here, and the struggle between those who cultivate immortals is still unpredictable and difficult to resolve.

The Thirteen Sealed Immortal Lands still appeared, but with a different reason, and were far less cruel than at the end of the Immortal Era.

The land of thirteen.

Li Chuyi was strolling in a mortal city. As the New Year was approaching, lights were lit in every house and street lanterns were lit up, dazzling the eyes and warming the hearts.

He walked barefoot, squeezed among the crowd, with a happy face.

But when he looked up the next time, he saw two familiar people, Liu Xian and Wen Man.

"Sister Liu Xian, the lanterns on earth are so eye-catching." Wen Man's eyes sparkled and she was quite happy.

But Liu Xian was standing there in a daze amid the bustling crowd.

She was still as charming as ever, but not frivolous. At this moment, all she could see was the young figure in a black Taoist robe standing in the light.

The familiarity between the other person's eyebrows made her inexplicably distracted.

"This fellow Taoist, is he also a cultivator?"

"Yes."

"What do you call it?"

"Li Chuyi."

As the sky was filled with blooming fireworks, the two people passed each other.

The evening breeze blows people's faces, and Taoist robes are mixed with long skirts.

After walking for a long time, Liu Xian suddenly stopped. At this moment, she was already in tears, crying beautifully.

"You don't know me, and I don't know you either."

"I, Liu Xian, also have a sense of boundaries."

Outside the city, Li Chuyi's robe fluttered slightly and he turned around to look towards the city.

He murmured, "So the memory has come back to me, that's good."

As to whether these people from the past can remember the past, Li Chuyi thinks that it is all right to let it go. After all, it is just as wonderful here now, and they can live their own lives.

Then he went to Xingdao Mountain.

Those people who once followed the original trajectory, even though there were more or less deviations, still gathered together.

And Xingdao Mountain is still surrounded by rivers on all sides.

The whole mountain is covered with white tassel flowers, which flutter like snow, making people linger.

On the top of the mountain, lights were on, and those figures gathered together: the hunchback girl, Ling'er, those senior brothers and sisters, even the Lieyang Ziyao God, the catfish monsters, the ugly donkey...

Some are here and some are not. They are all here.

Li Chuyi took a look and left.

The days ahead are long, so don't be too deliberate.

Then, he came to the first place again.

Under the moonlight, a figure wearing a white scholar's robe decorated with bamboo orchids sat quietly on the boat, swaying in the reeds.

Seeing this scene, Li Chuyi couldn't help but fall on the boat.

"You are Bai Qing," he said casually.

"you know me?"

"know."

"In that case, please sit together, fellow Taoist." Bai Qing pointed to the table and chairs beside him.

The boat floated slowly, stirring up layers of slight waves in the water, which made people feel inexplicably comfortable.

"Fellow Daoist, you are really knowledgeable." After the two chatted for a while, Bai Qing said with a smile.

"It's just so-so." Li Chuyi shrugged.

Suddenly, he asked again: "Are you real or fake?"

"Guess." Bai Qing smiled inexplicably.

Then he sighed again: "Alas, my life has been like walking on thin ice."

At this time, a gentle woman in a green dress came swaying towards them. It was Qing Ting.

"Master Bai, who is he?"

"I just met a fellow Taoist, we get along pretty well."

Seeing the two of them being so affectionate with each other, Li Chuyi felt helpless and came again.

In fact, at this time, he could naturally tell who was real and who was fake. But there was no need to.

"Let's go." Li Chuyi turned his back and waved his hand.

But a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Bai Qing was able to bring Qing Ting out openly.

There was only one reason, I had recognized him.

Seeing Li Chuyi disappear, Bai Qing bent down and scooped up a handful of clear water from the lake.

"He has gone through all those mountains and rivers."