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

As soon as the news about the Miraculous Pavilion came out, it was like a calm water suddenly causing huge waves and causing an uproar.

Decades ago, countless high-level monks from the First Land went to sea, but as a result, 30% of them fell directly.

The bloody, terrifying, and depressing scenes back then have always been firmly engraved in the hearts of the surviving monks, and the atmosphere in the current world of immortality is also extremely dull.

Because they knew the place of origin, the perfect human race known as real 'human beings', all the races in the world, and even saw real immortal-level creatures.

The impact of all this on them was too huge and unimaginable.

So now the Magic Pavilion is recruiting shopkeepers from the outside world. As soon as this news comes out, the wind, snow and quicksand are everywhere, and the eight realms of the universe are affected. I don’t know how many monks are touched by the heartstrings.

In the Kunnan Region, on a peak with misty clouds, a man in mysterious clothes was meditating. His cultivation level was also in the realm of integration.

Suddenly, a stream of light fell from the sky, and the person came with a respectful face and leaned down to salute.

"Ancestor, there is news from the Miracle Pavilion that they are recruiting a shopkeeper from the outside world. It is said that Li Chuyi personally ordered it, and the conditions for the offer are extremely generous."

Ahead, the man slowly opened his eyes, and a cold lightning flashed through his eyes.

Then he thought for a moment and stood up instantly.

"The Miracle Pavilion has an unpredictable origin and claims that everything in the world can be bought and sold."

"Now we know that this world is called the Fate Realm, and it cannot break through the two realms of Tribulation and Mahayana. It is not because of us, but because there is nowhere to understand the Tao..."

"This trip to Magical Pavilion seems to be a must."

There is another mountain range, where the demonic energy is boiling, and a group of transformed demonic beasts are also discussing.

A man with a cold face and a very majestic body said: "There was a shopkeeper in the Magic Pavilion before, his name is Lin Rui, he is the tiger in the tiger, I have met him."

"We are both tigers. Since he deserves to be the manager of Magic Pavilion, I also deserve to be the manager."

On the side, a big man with a dark face and as strong as a bear said in a loud voice: "But what I want is a shopkeeper who can do business and sell things at a high level. We can fight with each other and rely on words..."

The man snorted coldly and said indifferently: "Tiger nature is proud, so naturally he doesn't like to do these complicated and regulated things."

"But I can just learn from Lin Rui. He was good at buying and selling by force back then."

"I just put the knife on my neck to see if you still want to buy it."

There are monks, demon cultivators, some cultivating families that have been hidden from the world for a long time, and some old ghosts in the mountains, all of whom are taking action after hearing the news.

After all, there is no racial distinction in the Magic Pavilion. We all live together on this land, and we just need to call each other Taoist friends when we meet.

After three months, the water at the entrance to Magic Pavilion.

Originally, this place was vast and empty.

Nowadays, a series of water palaces are rising from the ground, with exquisite and simple shapes, continuous and quite spectacular.

This was a temporary construction of the Magic Pavilion in order to receive visitors from all over the world. It didn't take much effort.

At this time, there were already many monks living in it, and they were all powerful men or the ancestors of the Immortal Sect.

After all, Miracle Pavilion said before that the shopkeeper’s cultivation should not be lower than the Peak of God Transformation, and he is allowed to join as a member of other immortal sects.

It’s just that in everything, the interests of Magic Pavilion must come first. Violators will be responsible for the consequences. After all, you can’t use the rice in my pot to feed your fish.

At night, the crescent moon is like a hook, and stars adorn the sky, shining brightly.

The endless water palaces also vaguely outline an outline under the moonlight and starlight, looking both dignified and somewhat mysterious.

In the central palace, there is a side hall.

Li Chuyi opened the window and let the moonlight shine in. He sat down by the desk, washed his hands, burned incense, and wrote and drew there.

There was a faint smile on his face, and he had an indescribable feeling. In short, he was very fairy-like.

On the side, Mi Dou sighed, "Brother Li, I always feel that this matter is unreliable. Can we really find another shopkeeper who is like a good person?"

During this period, he and Li Chu also observed the list of shopkeepers of the Magic Pavilion, which was just the previous list.

The profits from spiritual stones brought by good people are exaggerated. To put it bluntly, except for the three big shopkeepers, all the other shopkeepers combined are not enough for him.

In this regard, Li Chuyi said something at that time.

Just like a good person, even if a wild dog passes by, he will have to find a way to sell him a meat bun.

Anyway, no matter how big or small the business is, a good person will never give up at all. According to his words, it means gathering a small amount to make a large number, without trembling.

"Brother Mi Dou, others probably can't do this, maybe I can."

Li Chuyi stopped writing and looked at the Bodhi string on his left wrist, smiling again.

"Why?" Seeing Li Chuyi so sure, Mi Dou was a little confused.

"Because I am a person with relatively good luck, and the essence of luck is luck."

Li Chu paused for a moment, then turned and looked out the window.

The night sky was cloudless and very clear.

But except for the sky above this large swamp, the sky in the distance was full of dark clouds and heavy rain.

It was originally a thunderstorm tonight, but with so many high-level monks gathered together, even if there was no breath leaking out, the energy on their bodies still dispersed the dark clouds in the sky.

Li Chuyi smiled lightly and said, "Brother Mi Dou, luck will be on my side."

"Also, if you want to bring back a God of Wealth to Magic Pavilion, you must keep your word. Otherwise, I will be sorry for the string of Bodhi beads in my hand."

After Li Chuyi finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the table. There was a lot written in black and white on the paper, and there were also a lot of corrections.

What is written above is his repeated revision and deliberation of the plan on how to select the shopkeeper.

Day two.

As the first ray of sunshine dispelled the darkness between heaven and earth, the recruitment of the master of Magic Pavilion began.

Only a gentle voice was heard, clearly reaching the ears of every outsider.

"Fellow Taoists have come all the way, and I, the Miracle Pavilion, are honored to do so."

"This time when choosing a shopkeeper, some people will be elected, and some will not be chosen. For these Taoist friends, the Magic Pavilion will also give a nice gift to express its apology."

After hearing this, many people nodded happily, presumably because the Magic Pavilion was generous and generous, so this trip would not be in vain no matter what.

As a result, figures one after another rose into the air from the palace, and they saw a young man wearing a black monk's robe with mountains, rivers, sun and moon embroidered on it, looking at them with a smile.

He is really young, even a little too young for the monk Shou Yuan, but he is already at the peak of virtual refining.

Many people in the field had also seen Li Chuyi. Back then, he was fighting with one weapon, and with every step he took, flowers of blood bloomed behind him, which was breathtaking and touching.

This person can no longer be measured by his specific realm.

"I've met Fellow Daoist Li."

In the sky, a large number of monks saluted together, and even several of the fused monks addressed themselves as fellow Taoists.

Those god-transformation monks respectfully addressed themselves as "seniors" and their etiquette was even more meticulous.

When Li Chu saw this, he naturally smiled in return.

"Fellow Daoist Li, how do you choose the shopkeeper this time?"

At this time, a male cultivator in the realm of fusion couldn't help but ask, this person is an ancestor of one party.

Li Chu nodded in greeting, and in the next moment, storage rings flew out one after another and fell into everyone's hands.

What's inside are all elixirs, and every ring is the same.

"The assessment for the manager of Magic Pavilion begins now."

"This first round is all about selling medicine."