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

"You are in the first year of junior high school. Your experience is so mysterious that it will last you a lifetime." The old man said with great envy.

"Tsk tsk, I'm going through reincarnation."

"Look, these few words alone can suppress all dissatisfaction. Others can't refute it, they can only be jealous."

"After all, rare things are valuable, and so is experience."

Li Chuyi looked modest, "It's okay, it's not worth mentioning, hehe."

The sloppy old man shook his head helplessly and continued: "On the first day of the junior high school, I think this matter is too strange."

"Based on what I know about the Pavilion Master, he would definitely pick you up in person back then."

"It's just possible that he took a group of fakes back. After all, those faceless people have great magical powers, and some of them are cultivators of immortality."

Li Chuyi nodded slightly and breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe."

No matter what the truth is, those familiar figures from back then seem to be nowhere to be found.

"By the way, can't you contact Senior Shangjian now?" He raised his head again and asked.

"We can't make contact. Maybe something big has happened to the Magic Pavilion at the source, and even the Pavilion Master can't escape."

The sloppy old man frowned deeply. He was thinking, what is the purpose of those fakes following Shang Jian back to the source land?

The atmosphere became dull for a while, while Mi Dou listened silently and never said a word.

After a long time, Li Chuyi tried to ask: "Senior, what is your cultivation level?"

"I have reached the Mahayana level in cultivation. For people like me, there are ten statues in every branch of the Miracle Pavilion. You should know that."

The sloppy old man sighed, "The great road to the destiny realm no longer exists, and the two realms of transcending tribulation and Mahayana cannot be accomplished."

"Therefore, the great avenues we have comprehended were all borrowed from other places by the master of the pavilion with the power of immortal life."

Li Chuyi expressed his understanding. He took a deep breath, his eyes became firm, and then he gave a solemn salute to the sloppy old man.

"Senior, I want to go to the source land."

There was no point in staying in these thirteen Immortal Lands for the time being, so he wanted to go to the source, the home of the perfect human race.

There is also Lieyangzi and the others, who are in a secret place where corpses are hidden in the source. He has to find the guy and loosen his muscles and bones, otherwise he will not be able to relieve his anger.

When the old man heard this, he remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, he slowly said: "On the first day of the junior high school, this is the perfect human territory. Are you serious?"

"Senior, I'm not kidding." Li Chuyi looked solemn.

"Okay, now that you have decided, I won't stop you. Everyone has his own destiny, and he should walk his own path."

Although the old man said this, he still seemed to be trying to persuade Li Chuyi to change his mind.

But when he saw no response, he sighed and said: "There is indeed an ancient teleportation array in the pavilion. It was established by the pavilion master with the power of immortal life. It can directly send people to the source of the earth."

"Those counterfeit shopkeepers back then borrowed that teleportation array."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Li Chuyi again with a smile on his face.

"On the first day of the new year, if the teleportation array is to be activated, there are a lot of things that need to be prepared. During this time, you might as well do me a small favor."

Li Chu was stunned for a moment, "Senior, despite your orders, I will never hesitate to help you."

The old man nodded with satisfaction, "Actually, it's not a big deal."

"You also know that our Magic Pavilion is engaged in business, and only the shopkeeper can be responsible for transactions."

"Now, you are the only shopkeeper in this pavilion."

Li Chuyi was thoughtful, "Senior, what do you mean?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "The Magic Pavilion still needs to operate, and this business cannot stop."

"So I'm asking you to do me a little favor and find a group of shopkeepers in the pavilion."

Li Chuyi was a little stunned, and also a little puzzled, "Senior, there are so many monks in the pavilion, and there are quite a few who are transforming gods and cultivating spirits, why can't you select some shopkeepers from them?"

The old man rolled his eyes, as if he was saying why Li Chuyi was so confused and couldn't figure anything out.

"Ahem." He lowered his voice.

"On the first day of the junior high school, we all know the monks in the Miracle Pavilion."

"It is feasible to select some people from among them and let them serve as shopkeepers, but..."

The old man paused and said with some regret: "It's just that none of them can take the lead, do you understand?"

When Li Chu heard this, his pupils suddenly opened wide, as if he had realized something, but he was still a little unsure.

"Senior, you wouldn't say that he is like a good person!"

The sloppy old man clapped his hands fiercely, "Haha, witty."

"You should know that there is a list of shopkeepers in my Magic Pavilion, ranking based on the profits made by those shopkeepers every two hundred years."

"As for the good guys, they always rank first by a cliff."

"With people like him, my Magic Pavilion can make a lot of money."

On the other side, Li Chuyi's face was expressionless, but the corners of his eyes were twitching fiercely.

How easy it is for a good person to do business. He can directly lend money to others, and then let others use the loaned spiritual stones to buy his things.

In this case, it is impossible for anyone to do it better than him.

"Senior...Senior, you can't be serious, right?" Li Chuyi was still a little in disbelief.

Is this just a small favor? This guy is looking for a good salesman, the kind who is the best seller in the world of cultivating immortals.

"First year of junior high school, come on, I believe in you, the glory of Magic Pavilion depends on you."

The old man smiled brightly and said, "You are the only big shopkeeper in the pavilion. If I don't leave this matter to you, you won't let us old men worry about it."

"Senior...Senior, you really can't do this. Please change it to another one. I will definitely help you change it..."

But before Li Chu finished speaking, the old man waved his sleeve out of the formation space.

The meaning is obvious, you must help me with this task today, without any negotiation.

"Brother Li, is this difficult? Isn't it just a matter of finding a good trader?" Mi Dou asked with some confusion when he saw this.

Li Chuyi sighed helplessly.

"Brother Mi Dou, you don't understand."

"Can you sell something worth a thousand taels of gold to a penniless beggar without reducing the price?"

Mi Dou was dumbfounded, "How can a beggar buy something worth thousands of gold if he has nothing? This is impossible and not logical."

Li Chuyi looked up to the sky and sighed, "But there was someone who could do it."

"And what the old man asked just now was to let me find such a person again."

"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's too difficult..."

Mi Dou: "..."

Well, he is superficial, this matter is indeed difficult.