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

Flowers are similar every day, but people are different every day.

In a blink of an eye, it has been half a year since Li Chuyi came out of the Demon-Sealing Ancient Ruins. He has met many people and many things. No matter how big or small it is, he will be full of enthusiasm and participate in it happily.

Just like when he first left the village, he liked to immerse himself in other people's stories.

It is common to organize weddings and funerals for people, and there is actually a fierce and powerful man who wants to drag him up the mountain to become a bandit and share in the rebellion plan, and even promised him the position of a second-rank official.

But who is he, Li Chuyi, who can satisfy him with just a second grade? At least he was granted the title of king, so he snorted and left.

Before leaving, he shook his head, feeling that these people had poor vision and their future was worrying.

But the scenery is just passing by, and everyone is a passer-by.

In his spare time, he would also go boating on the misty waves, enjoy the snow in the solitary mountains, and sleep under the stars.

His cultivation level unknowingly broke through to the late stage of foundation building, as if it came naturally.

What made him happiest was that the cracks in Cui Xishan's mortal heart were being repaired. Although the effect was minimal, there was hope after all.

He would also go to places where monks gathered, of course, mainly to buy pill prescriptions, and the kind of pill prescriptions that were extremely vicious.

Oddly enough, he often prescribed elixirs on the graves of his seniors, but they were all serious elixirs such as bone-cleansing elixirs, soul-clearing elixirs, and barrier-breaking elixirs.

"Dad, I don't want serious prescriptions for elixirs. Don't come here. I'm tired." He sighed like this every time he opened the graves of his seniors.

However, the pill prescriptions he prescribed later had higher and higher grades, but also had more and more glorious names, such as the Pill for Breaking Disaster, the Pill for Nourishing the Soul, and so on.

"Dad, I don't want to break the Dan. I want to bring down the Dan and bring down the disaster. I want to bring down the disaster for others with my own hands. What's important is the sense of participation. Do you understand?"

Of course, there is also the transsexual pill that he is obsessed with, which is just a bad taste.

In addition, he found many ways to cultivate spiritual insects, but they were useless against those soul-eating insect eggs.

However, after seeing how terrifying those soul-eating insects looked, he made up his mind.

"Insects, I will definitely hatch you out. The mountains and the sea are still waiting for us." He said with longing.

In addition, he occasionally participates in monk auctions, mostly for foundation-building monks, and the main focus is an experience.

Ordinary monks who go to auctions often don't have enough spiritual stones, so they can only watch others get jealous, and then be ridiculed by some second-generation cultivators and powerful people.

Or there are those little naughty people who like to scheming with others at auctions. First, they are ridiculed, and finally they pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, shocking everyone.

But Li Chuyi was different. He was full of momentum every time, infinitely arrogant, and extremely arousing hatred.

"Don't worry, why don't you add your spiritual stones together? I'm in a hurry." This made everyone very messy.

After it was over, some people wanted to get back to the scene, but in the end they found themselves lonely, and the person was long gone.

However, after he experienced it a few times, he lost interest and said, "It's boring. It's not as real as the tomb of my predecessor." '

Half a year has passed now.

The story of the demon-sealing ancient ruins has also been completely spread, combined with many gossips, true or false.

One: Hundreds of thousands of people entered, but less than 100,000 came out, including the top immortal sects, who also suffered heavy losses. The scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood were daunting to listen to.

Two: The entire Huazong army was wiped out. I heard that even the accompanying elders and the Dharma boat did not return in the end, which made people frown slightly.

Three: A boy named Li from the Xingdao Sect went in alone, but came out alive. Many people lamented his good luck.

Originally, Li Chuyi was the most impressive person in this trip, but in the end he only got a good luck rating, but he didn't care.

The IOU is still there, and destiny is still with him.

However, Xingdao Sect has been paying attention to this matter and was relieved to learn that Li Chuyi was safe.

Three hands and a few people sharpened their knives again and went to cut wood, and they specially selected the thickest and best wood.

After that, the construction of Li Chuyi's small building started again. I'm afraid that when he returns, there will be no small building, but a small palace made entirely by hand.

Old Man Jian, on the other hand, gritted his teeth, thinking that if this boy didn't come back, he must have discovered some ruins of the Immortal Sect again and secretly made money.

Although the reality was different from what he thought, the effect was similar and he made a fortune.

Four: One of the Twelve Immortal Sects, the Poison Sect, was originally called the Dan Sect. Later, a certain great talent came out and felt that medicine was three parts poison, so he changed it to the Poison Sect regardless of everyone's objections.

The result is that there is an Alchemy Immortal Sect, whose name just sounds like the howling wind, and can make children stop crying.

This made Li Chuyi very disappointed. He thought that the Poison Sect was an unorthodox immortal sect, but it turned out that others were very upright and serious.

But this time, there are rumors that the ancestor of the Poison Sect's God Transformation actually braved the disapproval of the immortal world and spent decades refining a human elixir, but this human elixir escaped for some unknown reason.

What is human elixir? It is a unique existence formed by using an evil method to absorb the power of thousands of elixirs into the human body, and then using the seven emotions and six desires as a guide.

This human elixir is very cruel, but it has miraculous effects.

However, the leader of the Poison Sect personally went out to refute the rumor, saying that it was a slander that would damage the reputation of his Poison Sect.

He advised all those who spread this matter to do their own thing and not make mistakes. At the same time, he threatened that if they spread this matter again, they would be banned by the Poison Sect.

He or the forces behind him are no longer allowed to purchase elixirs from the Poison Sect, and the final interpretation power rests with the Poison Sect.

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately caused an uproar in the world of immortal cultivation.

Five: The Immortal Sect was massacred in one night, and tens of thousands of people’s bodies were not found. Unfortunately, they could not be found at the scene, and no traces of the perpetrators could be deduced.

Even the Eleventh Immortal Sect personally went to the rescue, but nothing was achieved.

This has cast a layer of gloom over the entire Eastern world of immortality, and there is a strong possibility that a storm is coming.

Six: And the most important thing, a big thing for all middle-level monks.

After the monk reaches the golden elixir stage, he can possess the magic weapon of his life.

The power of a magic weapon is vastly different from that of a magic weapon. In addition to being different in power, it also possesses all kinds of incredible powers.

Why is this so?

That's because there is a sharp energy in the world, and magic weapons can collect this energy and turn it into its own unique origin.

What is "vigor"? This meaning is very broad.

Such as the heat wave before a volcanic eruption, the tearing force between the rise and fall of the tide, or the chilling atmosphere between heaven and earth when the four seasons change, such as the passing of spring and the coming of autumn.

All these things can be called the spirit of heaven and earth.

The magic weapon can collect this kind of energy, which is the biggest difference from the magic weapon.

And the reason why I say it is a major event for all middle-level monks.

That is, there is an extremely powerful spirit that has no name but has been recorded by all the immortal sects.

It stands to reason that the chilling aura produced by the alternation of the four seasons is also very powerful, but this kind of collection and breeding over decades and hundreds of years is of little use.

But this unknown energy is different. It was produced tens of thousands of years ago and has not dissipated yet. It has just appeared in front of people again.

Now, the monks who are qualified to refine the natal magic weapon are all jealous.

The records of this spirit among the immortal sects are also very strange.

Fifty thousand years ago, the wind was warm and the sun was beautiful, and the spring scenery was brilliant.

An extremely handsome and powerful horse breed born from the mountains and seas was taking a leisurely walk and basking in the sun.

Suddenly, a burst of energy came from nowhere and collided with the horse.

Then, the horse was gone.