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

Perhaps seeing the confusion in Li Chu's eyes, the old monk clasped his hands together and began to explain.

"Donor, offering incense is also very particular in Daxue Temple. There are three types."

"I burn three sticks of incense to pray for myself. I pray that my journey to immortality will be smooth and that there will be no disasters along the way."

"I burn six sticks of incense to pray for myself. Opportunities will continue to come along the way to immortality. I will break through the realm as if it were nothing. Go to a higher place and take a look at the beautiful scenery."

"The purpose of burning nine sticks of incense is to pray for the people related to you, pray that they will be safe, and that everything will turn into good luck."

Li Chuyi listened silently. He thought the first two were nothing, but the third one spoke to his heart.

"Master, let me take the third type!" He clasped his hands together with a pious look on his face.

Then he spread his palms and said, "Master, please give me some fragrance!"

But the old monk said calmly: "One thousand middle-grade spiritual stones per stick of incense, no negotiation!"

"..."

Li Chuyi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes when he saw that the monk who had a kind-hearted look on his face just now had a philistine look on his face now.

Good guy, he couldn't tell for a moment who was the profiteer!

"Master, is it true that you can't use your own incense?"

"I'm sorry, donor. I'm not used to inhaling foreign incense!"

"..."

Well, Li Chuyi was really speechless. He really wanted to burn a few sticks of incense. Monks are sometimes the same as mortals.

Although I know that burning incense is of little use, I just want to have peace of mind.

"Master, bring me nine sticks of incense!" He gritted his teeth and said, I am afraid that the spiritual stones he just earned will be filled here.

"Donor, I'm sorry!"

The old monk clasped his hands together again, "If you come to offer incense, you will need to pay for ninety-nine and eighty-one sticks of incense, and we can only build a shed for you in a remote part of the temple to protect you from the wind and snow."

"Why?"

"The donor understands!"

Li Chuyi's eyes narrowed. He knew that his misfortune could affect others, but if he only stayed there for a few days, the impact would not be that big, and he would smooth it out.

But if he was asked to burn eighty-one sticks of incense, why would he live in a shack?

This is obviously a trick to him, which is a bit too much!

Li Chuyi didn't show any emotion, and just said calmly: "Master, I won't wear this incense, so as not to disturb your temple."

"Oh? The donor doesn't want to pray for someone he knows?"

"No need, maybe I am more effective than Guifu and can protect them better!"

This sentence was a bit offensive, but when the old monk heard the words, he did not express his position. Instead, he recited the Buddha's name!

He smiled and said, "Donor, actually one stick of incense worth a thousand is not expensive. Since you are not well-off, I will give you eighty-one sticks of incense. You go and offer the incense first!"

After that, he took out the incense.

Li Chuyi glanced at it. The size of the incense was no different from ordinary ones, but it was flesh-colored. It's not as dry as ordinary incense. It actually looks elastic, no different from flesh and blood.

For example, it’s like rounding a finger into a stick of incense, that’s what it looks like!

At this time, the space not far away shook for a while, and two men and one woman appeared immediately. Mana surged around them, and they turned out to be Nascent Soul Perfection cultivators.

The female cultivator was wearing a purple skirt with the legs spread almost to her crotch. A pair of long snow-white legs were looming, and she was so gorgeous that it made people's blood rush.

At the same time, his skin is fair and his hair is platinum, so he should be a local monk in Xuehuangtian.

When she saw Li Chuyi, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"This fellow Taoist, why don't you go in? Didn't you bring the incense?"

"If you don't bring it, you can ask for incense at Daxue Temple. One thousand low-grade spiritual stones and one stick of incense. But I have a lot of spiritual incense on my body, so I will give a few sticks to fellow Taoists!"

When Li Chu heard this, his face darkened immediately. There was definitely something wrong with this old monk.

"Master, what's the explanation?"

"Without it, I just don't have enough affinity with the donor!"

The old monk chanted a long sentence, then turned around and said to the three newcomers: "The three donors can just go to the main hall to offer incense. There will be a young novice who will lead the way."

"Thank you, Master!" The three of them returned the salute.

But the woman in the purple skirt turned around and smiled brightly at Li Chuyi. Unlike her hot attire, she actually looked a bit weird.

"Fellow Taoist, are you coming together? I don't want your spirit stone!"

Li Chuyi hurriedly held up his hands and said without squinting: "Thank you for your kindness, but I won't go in."

"Don't go in?" The woman was a little stunned, "But this place is located in the center of the snowy wilderness, and all kinds of dangers are lurking. If you are outside, I'm afraid..."

"Thank you for your concern, fellow Taoist." He handed over again.

And continued: "Li promised that if fellow Taoist people are in danger in the next few days, I will try my best to help you."

Li Chuyi never hesitates to repay the true kindness of others, even if the other person is a female cultivator.

"Okay, I'll wait!" the woman giggled.

"Junior sister, what a waste of words with him. He's only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but he can talk so brazenly. Let's go in!"

Seeing the three people disappearing inside the temple gate, Li Chuyi's expression became cold again.

"Master, do you really have nothing else to say to me?"

"The donor can do whatever he wants. If you want to stay in Daxue Temple, just burn incense yourself."

Li Chuyi narrowed his eyes and said, "Master, how does Daxue Temple recruit disciples?"

"The wheel of wisdom is born in the brain, watch its light."

"Okay, Mr. Li has remembered it, so I won't bother you anymore!"

After saying that, he disappeared into the wind and snow.

Daxue Temple is a famous Buddhist holy place, but this behavior of hosting an old monk is really puzzling.

After leaving Daxue Temple, Li Chuyi stayed in the sky for a long time.

Finally, we came to a thousand-foot ice peak, where the ice and snow may not have melted for countless years.

Thousands of years are ice, and ten thousand years are black ice. The ice that has not melted for countless years has made his Nascent Soul body feel a little chilly for no reason, but he must have a place to stay.

With a thought in his mind, flames rose in his hands. He practiced the Ordinary Fire Technique and used the power of ordinary fire to burn the sky, which was the most suitable way to break this ice.

Soon, a simple cave with a depth of five feet was formed. Next, the formation was set up. There was nothing much to say.

After everything took shape, he released hundreds of soul-eating insects, "Zhongda, take your brothers out, don't run too far!"

This insect was originally born in the extreme environment of the desert, so here, it is even more wild!

Li Chuyi sat cross-legged and began to take out a thin book.

This booklet comes from the Miracle Pavilion, and what is recorded in it are all the openings of the first place, various secret realms, and dangerous places in the next hundred years.

After all, when doing business in Magic Pavilion, the most important thing for businessmen is to be well-informed.

There are many records in the booklet. It can even be said that there is a secret realm opening at every moment, and it is suitable for all levels of cultivation to explore.

After Li Chuyi selected and considered for a long time, he finally decided to come to this hinterland of the snowy sky.

Because there is a secret realm here, called "Flying Immortal", which is extremely mysterious.

It appears once in three hundred years, and I don’t know who left it, and only the Nascent Soul and Spirit Transformation cultivators can enter.

Needless to say, there is danger, but what attracts people to go is the word 'flying fairy'.

"A hundred flowers appear in the snow, and the flying immortals gain eternal life!"