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

Soon, he blasted a deep pit into the ground.

At the bottom of the pit, the concentric tree roots have been completely exposed and intertwined inside.

These tree roots have been strangled by him with the properties of gold and have lost their activity.

Only a section of roots remained on a slightly squirming mass of dark soil, which seemed to still retain its activity.

Li Chuyi immediately had a thought in his mind, and a pile of ancient books appeared on the ground, and he quickly started flipping through them with his spiritual consciousness.

"I found it, made of flesh and blood, half flesh and half earth, one piece of flesh and earth has a hundred thousand souls."

Li Chuyi frowned slightly. This thing is called meat soil. According to the book, one hundred thousand corpses are piled up, and only by chance can a piece of soil be produced.

Moreover, this fleshy soil can continue to be nourished by flesh and blood, which is considered a treasure for plant spirits.

Looking at the stump of beard on the flesh and soil, Li Chuyi decided to search for the soul. Naturally, he would not dare to complete the tree demon. How long does a tree live? The sea of ​​​​consciousness would have to burst for him.

He kneaded the secret with one hand, and then fragments of images flashed through his mind.

Hundreds of thousands of people were massacred in the city in one night, and their flesh and soil took root to produce spiritual intelligence. They were killed by immortal cultivators, and their remains came to Linjiang Country with their flesh and soil...

As soon as Li Chu opened his eyes, the remaining beard in his hand turned into fly ash, and he understood the general context of the matter.

So far, there is no trace of the Tongxin Dryad anymore.

"There's something evil about this flesh and earth."

Li Chuyi tried to touch it, and it felt slippery, which made him shiver.

After thinking about it again and again, he decided to put it away first.

There were almost two sides of this flesh and soil, representing at least two hundred thousand lives. This made him silent and once again realized how cruel this world was.

He jumped out of the pit and looked up at the night sky.

Dark clouds covered the moon when I arrived, and stars filled the sky when I left.

Small village, Tang family.

When Li Chuyi returned, Old Man Tang had also turned into a corpse. He had committed suicide by hitting the wall while no one was paying attention.

There are only two people in the Tang family, father and son. Old Man Tang raised his son alone, and finally his son got married, but he ended up like this.

Several elders in the village believed that the matter was evil and the village was in a remote location, so they did not report it to the official.

In addition, there was no one in the Tang family, so everyone could not avoid such evil things, and no one dared to keep vigil, so they decided to hold the funeral overnight, and the wedding hall suddenly turned into a mourning hall.

Li Chuyi had nothing to say about this arrangement. It would be good to be laid to rest as soon as possible.

So he took out the black iron pillar, raised the sledgehammer, and started playing with the suona team.

It's just that the wedding song has become a funeral song.

The night is deep.

After a happy event and a strange white event, the small village became tired and became quiet.

The boat was floating leisurely on the river. Li Chuyi was lying on his back on the boat. Suddenly he turned around and lay on the bow of the boat.

Picking up a handful of water from the river, there is a bright moon in the water, broken and round.

He couldn't help but think of Old Man Tang, who had invited him to make iron flowers with a happy face in the evening. The newlyweds were so dazzling in their red robes, but they both fell asleep underground in the blink of an eye.

"Brother Xishan, this is the appearance of all sentient beings in the world. Are joys and sorrows not controlled by humans?" Li Chuyi touched his chest and murmured to himself.

He then laughed and looked to the sky.

"Dad, what can we do if we just enjoy other people's wedding banquets and let them have a good pregnancy in their next life?"

Under the moonlight, the boat slowly rose into the sky.

"Oh, triple acceleration, ten times acceleration,..."

"I, Li Chuyi, am never short of spiritual stones. Speed ​​me up."

……

In the blink of an eye, four months have passed.

There is still more than a month left before the Demon Sealing Monument opens.

The demon-sealing monument is in the northwest of the Eastern Immortal Realm. According to Old Man Jian, it is in an endless desert.

In the first three months, Li Chuyi was on the Dharma boat, following the jade slips and driving like crazy. When he encountered the Immortal Sect's territory, he would stay away from it.

Only when he passed some famous mountains and rivers would he look for opportunities. Hey, there were quite a few graves of his predecessors.

When on the road, the Dharma Zhou only needs a piece of spiritual consciousness to control it, and it just so happens that Li Chuyi knows the art of spiritual consciousness differentiation.

So he spent most of his time studying alchemy, weapon training, formations, and even feeding insects.

Regarding the methods of training weapons and formations, Old Man Tie gave him a lot of ancient books and jade slips before leaving.

Because the weapon training formations are not divided into different families, the reason why the magic weapons and magic weapons have various abilities is also because of the various formations built inside them.

When he practices the Five Elements Kung Fu, he must get himself five natal magic weapons.

As for practicing alchemy, Li Chuyi was not practicing it for himself. He was preparing to practice it for others because he happened to see the autobiography of a senior.

The estrus pills, hallucinogen pills, sex change pills, etc. in it were all very interesting to him, and he thought they were very interesting.

There were also insect cultivators. Li Chuyi felt that those insect cultivators were all weird and terrifying, and they looked difficult to offend. Since he couldn't offend them, he decided to join them.

Why, he's not allowed to raise insects anymore.

In summary.

Li Chuyi believed that as a son of heaven, he had no shortage of talents and opportunities, so he had to make full use of them and get himself involved.

In the fourth month, more and more monks were encountered along the way. Immortal monks and casual cultivators abounded.

He felt that traveling alone was too unique, so he joined a camp of casual cultivators.

This time the monument is opened, not only the major immortal sects are participating, but also casual cultivators with a bone age of twenty-five or below will choose to go there. Most of them are not high in cultivation, and the average is only around the sixth level of Qi refining.

To be honest, when they entered the meat grinding plant, they were basically reduced to cannon fodder.

But cultivating immortality is not easy, not to mention it is a battle of destiny. Every casual cultivator has three words in his mind, 'What if'.

This morning.

Outside the Yulong Mountains.

A group of about a hundred casual cultivators were all in high spirits after a night's rest, and Li Chuyi was naturally among them.

It is worth mentioning that he slightly concealed his cultivation level, which was probably around the sixth level of Qi Refining. After all, he was in a group of casual cultivators and had to be gregarious.

In addition, he carried two dark iron sledgehammers crossed on his back, and held a black knife in his hand, which he was grinding back and forth on a whetstone. His fierce appearance made him look like a Taoist who was not easy to mess with.

The other casual cultivators are also pretty much the same.

There were dwarfs carrying nine-ringed swords that were taller than themselves, and there were strong men who were bare-chested, revealing high bulges of explosive muscles.

There was also a female cultivator in black robes with a tattoo of a mask that looked like crying and laughing on her face. Why did Li Chuyi know that it was painted on? Because one day he saw that the tattoo had faded and the female cultivator secretly used a pen to repair it.

The strangest thing is that there is a little skinny man who raises an eagle-like spiritual beast. He laughs and tears off a piece of his own meat every day in front of everyone and feeds it to the eagle. Li Chuyi almost has a toothache when he sees it.

In fact, whether it is real or disguised, for casual cultivators, this is not a kind of sadness.

In this cruel world of immortality, the first thing they learn is not how to improve their cultivation, but how to disguise themselves so that they look untouchable at first glance.

Even this is like a laughing stock in the eyes of those Immortal Sect disciples.

At this time, a white-haired man at the eighth level of Qi Refining stood up with a solemn look on his face.

"Fellow Taoists, if you wish to go to the Jade Dragon Mountains, please get up."

Of course, being able to take the initiative to take the lead is also a demonstration of one's strength.

After he finished speaking, all the hundreds of casual cultivators stood up, including Li Chuyi, with great momentum and indomitable momentum.

"Very good, we scattered cultivators are fighting with heaven and earth. There is no reason why we can't cross the treasure mountain without entering."

"Then I wish fellow Taoists that they will gain something from this trip and have an unimpeded path to immortality."

After saying this, the white-haired man turned around and plunged into the majestic Jade Dragon Mountains.