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

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, who are you?" Li Chuyi hesitated to speak.

"Fellow Daoist Li, please be patient. The monks and I will naturally have to make a plan before making a decision. What I am doing is just to test their character."

Zhang Fan looked serious and continued: "The journey of cultivating immortality is like walking on thin ice. If you don't pay attention, you will be doomed."

"So before doing something, you must have a complete plan."

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he picked up the twenty thousand-character essays praising him and read them, his eyes filled with intoxication.

The five young monks, after looking at each other, took out their pens and paper and began to think hard, and some of them started writing directly.

Out of curiosity, Li Chuyi used his spiritual sense to explore and found that they each had their own strategies.

There was a mediocre Xiao Xiu. His main strategy was to frown and retreat behind everyone...

There is also a foundation-building young man. His idea is to put aside the two women, and then flatter the man who has perfect foundation-building and an arrogant and unruly personality, because this kind of person is headstrong and it is easier to control his character.

Others decided to form an alliance with two women in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. After all, the three of them had the lowest cultivation level.

As for Yi Yuexue, she still covered the morning glory with one hand to prevent it from making any sound, and started writing with the other hand. Her thoughts were very ordinary.

Be careful when you go in, don't be too greedy, and try not to get into arguments with others...

Only the last bald Qi-refining practitioner was sitting on the threshold, reluctant to write, not knowing what to think.

Time passed quickly, one night and another day passed by.

It is dusk at this moment, the golden crow is about to fall, the pale moon is rising, the sky is like a fire, filled with orange and red clouds.

Li Chuyi and Li Chuyi were drinking tea and chatting casually, and the five of them finally completed their answer sheets.

Zhang Fan took it, looked at it briefly, and said with a smile: "I already know it in my heart. The quota of the two disciples I have accepted this time has been confirmed."

He did not say it out loud, but first said: "Do you know what strategy I adopted back then?"

"Senior, please speak clearly!" The five people bowed and saluted at the same time.

Zhang Fan nodded lightly and looked at the sunset through the open door, with a trace of reminiscence in his eyes.

Then he was full of righteous words: "We, the casual cultivators, have neither a profound background nor a mentor to guide us. We have to explore everything by ourselves. If we are not careful, we will die."

"Under such circumstances, how could you put yourself in danger?"

"So after thinking over and over again, my final decision was not to go!"

Everyone: "..." If not, why don't you ask us to write a Hammer analysis?

The setting sun penetrated the clouds and the window sill, casting a faint golden light on Zhang Fan.

"So the disciples I decided to accept this time are Han Yi and this little bald man."

"Although Han Yi finally decided to go in, his strategy of frowning and hiding behind everyone also had some merit."

"As for this little bald man, he handed in the blank paper and answered perfectly. He is not even ready to go to the cave. What strategies are he still studying?"

The two people who were named were pleasantly surprised. Finally, they no longer had to wander around, and they also had a Nascent Soul cultivator who seemed to be quite reliable as their master. This move was a real profit!

The remaining three people naturally looked lonely, but Zhang Fan still gave them spiritual stones, which could be regarded as making up for them a little.

But the next moment, an inappropriate and angry sound suddenly erupted.

"Fuck you, you motherfucker, I wrote a 100,000-word article praising you. What the hell, why don't you do nothing all day long and kick your head?"

"Master Hua even wants to put you in a frying pan to see if the oil splashes or if you are a bitch."

"I'm still praising you, do you deserve it? Mr. Hua is just a knife in the butt, so this is an eye-opener."

"You also wrote a 100,000-word policy essay. Mr. Hua thinks you look like a turtle with a shrunken head. I will support your mother!"

"Xiaoxue, let's go. It's getting cold today. Let's cover Dasha Que with more soil next time to prevent him from catching a cold."

For a moment, the cabin fell silent.

Zhang Fan stood up angrily. The trumpet flower opened its mouth to taunt, which would arouse people's anger, regardless of their advanced cultivation.

"Senior, senior, forgive me..." Yi Yuexue kneeled on the ground very skillfully, kowtowing in apology, her forehead turned blood red in an instant, while Petunia kept shouting on the side.

Li Chuyi looked at this scene, sighed, and then pointed out that one person and one flower disappeared without a trace.

The thousand spirit stones that Zhang Fan had just given also fell where they were.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, that flower seems to have a big background!"

When Zhang Fan heard this, his anger dropped suddenly, his pupils opened wide, and he kept circling around the room, "It's okay, it's okay, I didn't have time to do anything just now..."

Li Chuyi shook his head, and his figure disappeared with the light of the fire.

……

On a mountain top, Yiyue Xue was huddled on a large rock holding morning flowers, her head lowered, tears in her eyes, her shoulders shaking and sobbing.

At this time, the sun was still a hair away from setting, and the remaining sun was mottled, giving an indescribable feeling of fragmentation.

Seeing Li Chuyi's sudden appearance, Yi Yuexue stopped crying quickly, wiped a few tears, turned her tears into laughter, and jumped down from the stone.

"Senior Li, you are here!"

"Ok!"

"Senior, am I quite useless? After leaving home, I can hardly support myself. I originally came here to become a disciple, but every time I end up..."

Li Chuyi said softly: "I don't blame you. Without this flower, you would be much better off."

"Li Dasha, your father is gone? Do you dare to be a liar in front of Master Hua?" Trumpet Flower was furious again.

But in the next moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, purple thunder appeared out of thin air, and countless thunder roared and rolled under the panic of the sky.

When Li Chu saw it, he frowned coldly. He didn't care about the origin of the flower, whether it was dead or alive. He even thought the flower was quite annoying.

With a pointing finger, January Snow disappeared again and appeared in the distance, leaving only one morning glory standing alone.

"Li Dasha, I will fuck your father..."

Before the morning glory could finish speaking, countless purple thunderbolts were winding down, carrying the aura of annihilating everything, and the peak was instantly submerged in purple light...

"Little flower..." Far far away, Yi Yuexue fell to her knees with tears in her eyes.

"This thing is purely self-inflicted, you don't have to do this."

Just as Li Chuyi tried to comfort him, he heard another roar amidst the thunder, "Li Dasha, Mr. Hua wants to castrate you a hundred times and castrate your father a thousand times to give birth to you..."

The next moment, all the thunder disappeared, and a deep and dark hole appeared in the sky. There seemed to be the ultimate terror gestating inside.

Then, with a sound of "Boom!", jet-black beams of light, carrying an unimaginable and unparalleled aura of death, once again drowned the morning glory.

As time passed, Li Chuyi suddenly discovered that the broken flower was being continuously destroyed and reorganized under the black beam that he did not dare to touch.

"This...", he looked shocked!