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

This time, due to the selection of the shopkeeper, many high-level monks came to the Miracle Pavilion.

In addition to Wang Lianhua, Li Chuyi also selected twenty people, all of whom had great potential.

Among them was a tiger demon and a female ghost from the Void Refining Realm. Unlike Leng Yue who liked to wear a black hood, this female ghost liked to wear a red cloak.

Or remembering the deceased. When Li Chu chose someone, he would choose anyone who could vaguely see the figure of his old friend.

As for those who were unsuccessful, Magic Pavilion gave away something of great value. Even if they had complaints, it was hard for them to say anything.

In Li Chuyi's exclusive spiritual stone, he was entertaining a few people alone, including Wang Lianhua and the three silly monsters, namely the tiger monster, the bear monster, and the pig monster.

In addition, there is the female ghost in red.

"Welcome to all fellow Taoists to join the Miracle Pavilion." Li Chuyi said with a smile.

"By the way, the three Taoist fellows from the demon race, and this fellow Taoist ghost, you will work together with fellow Taoist Wang from now on."

Wang Lianhua was stunned and quickly shook her head to refuse, "No, no need at all, I am enough."

Li Chuyi looked at Wang Lianhua with a slight smile, "Haha, you should just come together."

"Otherwise, if you go out alone in the future, I'm afraid you will be beaten to death."

After all, there is a kind of person in the world who is called a fool. After he reacts and discovers Wang Lianhua Dao...

Half a month later.

April in the human world is when all things come to life and when the rain falls.

Li Chuyi was wearing a black monk's robe, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and picked small water splashes one after another with his bare feet, causing small water splashes to splash, but he never tired of it.

Nowadays, he likes the feeling of stepping directly on the ground more and more, because he can clearly feel the joy of the growth of all things.

After a while, he came to a small grave bag.

It seemed that no one had taken care of it for a long time. It was now overgrown with weeds and all kinds of vines were climbing everywhere.

There are still a few pear trees growing around, and the flowers are falling like rain at this time, which seems to add a touch of sadness to the hazy mist.

There is a tombstone in front of the grave, and the words "Xiao Ziqi's Tomb" are faintly revealed among the weeds.

Li Chuyi sighed. He made a fifty-year agreement with someone back then, but he didn't expect that he would break his promise in the end.

He put the umbrella aside, a hoe appeared in his hand, and began to clean the other person's grave silently.

Now, he can be regarded as someone who has come out of the land of reincarnation, so he naturally knows that this is meaningless.

However, funerals and worship services are just for the sake of the living.

In addition to the weeds, Li Chuyi licked some new soil from the side and repaired the small tomb that was about to collapse. Only then was it completely finished.

The sky was getting darker and the rain was getting heavier.

Li Chuyi held an umbrella and stood silently in front of the grave for a long time.

Lin Daiyu naturally recounted all the strange things that happened to Xiao Ziqi before his death.

Suddenly, Li Chuyi looked up at the sky, "One layer after another, is this the essence of the world?"

"Before Brother Xiao died, he actually saw the scene of countless monks pushing the true spirit millstone deep in the Land of Reincarnation."

"Then what did he see in heaven?"

……

Another half month later.

Li Chuyi is now within the scope of his ability and can define distances at will, so the exaggeration of his escape skills is unimaginable to outsiders.

Ozawa Country, Yugu City.

Many years ago, the whole city here was massacred in one day, and only one family survived because they had relatives in other provinces.

And that family's surname is Zhao.

Later, with the help of the nearby immortal sect, many mortals moved into the city, and the vitality slowly recovered.

The Zhao family was considered the richest family in the city, and it was also the only family that survived that year.

The old lady of the Zhao family was married back then. Later, when she got old, she moved back because she missed the past, and she was cared for by several descendants.

This old lady Zhao is close to ninety years old, but she is still full of energy. What she likes to do most every day is to stroll to her ancestral graves and bring back a handful of soil from the graves to grow flowers.

No matter how her children persuade her, she never tires of it.

And this person is naturally the little girl who planted the golden seed with the soil from her own grave, Zhao Yinger.

Today the spring is bright and the wind is clear and refreshing.

Zhao Ying'er used her crutches again, arched her back and went out, followed by two little maids.

Beside him, there was a pretty and pretty little girl in a pink skirt.

"Grandma, you are already so old, and you have almost wiped out all our ancestral graves." The little girl covered her head, looking quite helpless.

Zhao Yinger grinned, revealing only a few old teeth.

"Nonsense, my father said back then that the more casual you are, the more your ancestors will love you."

"Hehe, anyway, my dad will bless me, because lately, I've been picking up the dirt on his grave."

The grandfather and grandson were quarreling and quarreling all the way, but it was quite fun and they would not be bored.

As soon as they left the city gate, they saw a very young man in black robes standing aside, looking at them with a smile.

Zhao Ying'er looked at the man and was stunned. Unknowingly, the crutches in her hands fell to the ground.

Although she was old, she still had a cheerful temperament, but at this moment, she quickly lowered her head.

It seemed that the passage of time had not only left her with wrinkles on her face, but also embarrassment and confusion in her eyes.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" the great-granddaughter beside her quickly asked with concern.

At this time, the young man came forward with a smile on his face, picked up the crutch from the ground, and gently handed it to the old lady's hand.

"Actually, I also like to break ground on the graves of those ancestors. We have the same hobby."

After hearing this, Zhao Ying'er also raised her head, smiling heartily, but there were some tears in the deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

The young man handed over another delicate small bag, which seemed to contain many bottles and jars, which were clinking.

When Zhao Ying'er saw this, she took it without hesitation and left with a few people around her.

She didn't look back, she just left an old figure behind the young man, but she stretched out her hand and waved it in the air, as if saying goodbye.

The young man stood there silently, with a smile in his eyes, watching the other party leave.

"Grandma, who is he? Do you know him?" The little granddaughter supported the old man and glanced back from time to time.

"I don't know him, I don't know his name, and I have never said a word to him." Zhao Yinger grinned again, revealing only a few old teeth.

Then he urged: "My dear granddaughter, let's go faster. Today I want to get more soil from my father's grave and plant some pots of flowers."

"Hey, grandma is happy today."

"..."

The young man behind him was Li Chuyi.

The things he handed to Zhao Ying'er were mostly some elixirs from the Miracle Pavilion, some that extended life span, some that restored youth, and many gadgets.

He carefully marked the instructions for use.

As for how Zhao Yinger uses it, it's up to her to make her own decision.

However, Li Chuyi felt that this girl would probably let it go and let herself grow old freely and then die.