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

As the star money fell.

As expected, Li Chuyi still won in terms of calligraphy.

After so many years, he has been relying on gambling to sustain his life.

After a long absence, Zeng experienced a big change, and perhaps his character became more open-minded, so his growing gambler's heart was suppressed, and suppressed tightly.

After the sixth round of gambling, he will be a 70% gambler, and his winning rate will also reach 70%.

At this time, a detached faceless man waved his hand.

A miniature picture of the entire Tianwai Tian is suspended on the desktop and is divided.

"Today, we divide the Heaven Beyond Heaven into eighty-one rings."

"Each ring contains many great worlds."

"And the innermost of the Great Thousand Worlds, the closer to the center, are the first to ascend to the Outer Heaven."

"However, as more and more people ascend to the Heaven Beyond Heaven, the number of rings will continue to grow."

Sitting on the main seat, Li Chuyi watched silently.

It is clear and concise to divide the entire Tianwai Tian by the number of rings.

At this time, another transcendent faceless man spoke.

"It is not so easy to cultivate these thirteen immortal lives. Besides satisfying various conditions for cultivation, one must also know how to cultivate them."

"The most important thing is to fit in."

"Otherwise, even if you fuse the life seed, it will be difficult to improve, which is equivalent to a waste of effort."

He paused for a moment and continued, "The one I took out earlier was called 'borrow'."

"Over the years, there have been living beings that have been able to merge, but they all practice slowly, or in other words, they simply have not shown the talent to practice this immortal life."

"Once the life seed of the borrowed word is fused, the only way to remove the life seed is to die."

His words were cruel, "So, over the past few years, the number of lives that have died from trying to cultivate the word 'borrow' has exceeded one hundred thousand."

“And they are all gifted people selected from the vast world outside the heavens.”

"However, I can't care about that much anymore. If I can't cross from 'falsehood' to 'reality', one day in the future, the entire Tianwai Tian will be destroyed."

At this time, a voice asking for a meeting came from outside the hall.

"Heaven beyond Heaven, one ring, Liushen Daqian."

"Guangmei Tianjun, I pay my respects to the fifteen strongest ones."

Upon hearing this, Li Chuyi said majestically: "Come in."

This is all he can do in this gray fog palace during this period of time to show his presence.

After all, the other transcendent faceless beings are all looking for masters for the life seeds in their hands.

At this time, a white-haired man walked in with a respectful look on his face.

Li Chuyi's eyes narrowed slightly. The so-called Guangmei Tianjun in front of him was the strongest in the universe.

From his current perspective, his combat power should exceed that of the Shackle Immortal, and is approaching the level of the Ancient and Modern Immortal, which is really good.

After Guangmei Tianjun bowed, he took out a golden bowl.

It is a world of its own inside, with young creatures of various races sitting in it, all with apprehensive looks on their faces.

The Transcendent Wumian who took out the Borrowed Life Seed said: "The living being in the golden bowl is the one I found to cultivate the word 'borrow'."

"There are also hundreds of thousands of them. I wonder if I can find one that is suitable for 'borrowing'."

"Otherwise, what awaits them is nothing more than becoming dry bones that no one cares about."

In the hall, the White-haired and Wide-sleeved Heavenly King couldn't help but break out in a sweat when he heard this.

Ever since fifteen legendary great men appeared in the world, they released the news that they were looking for successors.

The quotas and other things are all controlled by these people who have the final say.

For example, the 100,000 creatures in the golden bowl before them are all descendants of major clans, or heirs of some top forces, or even some of their own descendants.

But now it seems that sending them into this gray fog hall might be a dead end.

Suddenly, a detached faceless figure spoke with a cold tone.

"Guangmei Tianjun, retreat."

"Also, pass the message to the outside world."

"When selecting our successors, you need to delegate the quota to others, even if it means some of your middle thousand worlds, small thousand worlds, or even some of the small planes and mortal realms, you need to open up space for yourself..."

"It would take countless lives to pick out the most suitable person."

Upon hearing this, Guangmei Tianjun hurriedly put down the golden bowl.

"Yes."

Then he left in a hurry. The pressure in this Gray Mist Palace was so great that it almost blocked his cultivation.

At this moment, there was only a golden bowl on the wooden table.

From Li Chuyi's mysterious six-dimensional perspective, a casual glance was enough to see through the world hidden in the golden bowl.

As luck would have it, his eyes fell on one of the young men.

He is thin, has a weird little moustache, and his eyes are wandering, making him look cunning.

At this moment, he was pulling a fat man, avoiding other people, and came behind a big rock.

"Brother, do you have any spiritual essence? Lend me a hundred."

"One hundred? No, this is the essence of spiritual energy condensed into a form. My father gave it to me before I came to receive the inheritance, so I won't lend it to you."

"I'll write a receipt and pay interest. How about 30% interest?"

"That's worth considering, but I can only lend you fifty."

Afterwards, the young man with the mustache really wrote a document, in black and white.

And the fat man also decisively took out fifty spiritual essences.

The young man took it happily, picked up one and bit it with his teeth.

He smiled and said, "It's really pure."

"Ahem, in that case."

"I asked you to borrow a hundred coins, but you only gave me fifty. So now, you owe me fifty coins."

"Remember, you owe me fifty spirit essences. You are not allowed to default on your debt. Otherwise, I will beat you up."

When the fat man heard this, his brain was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted immediately.

He was furious and said, "How can this be possible."

"In broad daylight, the world is clear."

"I clearly lent you fifty spirit essences, so you owed me. How come I owe you fifty spirit essences?"

The young man left without even looking back.

"Oh, yes."

"I just forgot, it seems like that's what you said."

The fat man was just breathing a sigh of relief when he heard the young man's voice continue to come.

"Since I owe you fifty, you owe me fifty too."

"So our two accounts are even, and no one owes anyone anything."

When the fat man heard this, he became furious.

"I have the document you just signed in my hand. How dare you confuse right and wrong?"

The young man turned around, touched his mustache, and smiled playfully.

"Written document, what is that?"

"Fatty, remember, once something is lent out, you have no say over it."

"I will help you learn a lesson and give you a few more words."

"No lending, no help, no sympathy."

Li Chuyi saw the entire scene.

He just felt as if thousands of horses were whistling past in his heart, making him stunned.

At this time, the transcendent faceless man stretched out his hand, wanted to take the golden bowl into his pocket, and choose a living being that matched the life seed of the borrowed word.

"Daoyou, please slow down!"

However, Li Chuyi stopped him directly.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you want to do?" Chaotuo Wumian's tone was dull.

But Li Chuyi pointed directly and said, "Let's try him first, the one with the mustache and the wandering eyes."

"If he can't do it, I'm afraid I can't find a better one."