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

"The three of you go to Team Chouhai. Here is the token. Just go up to the city wall."

Under the city gate, a golden elixir male cultivator took out a jade plaque and gave it to Li Chuyi and others.

"Senior, can you change the team?" Luo Yu cried mournfully.

"You are foreign monks. When you come here, you must abide by the rules. Why do you still need me to teach you?"

"Okay, let's just go." Luo Yu accepted the order, and then led Li Chuyi and two others to the side.

"Brother Luo Yu, what's wrong with this Chouhai team?" Li Chuyi asked.

"Brother Li, you don't know something. These teams are named after the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches. After so many battles to defend the city, they have been thoroughly studied."

"This Chouhai team is one of the weakest teams. Every time a monster attacks, they are the fastest."

"Hey, luckily my family has a strong foundation and plenty of life-saving things. Otherwise, I would be in trouble this time. Brother Li, your combat power is definitely enough to protect your life." Luo Yu said angrily.

The three of them stopped talking and flew directly to the city.

The city wall is very high. Li Chuyi estimated it to be about two hundred meters.

At this time, three figures stood on the wall, and the wind was so fierce that their robes rolled up and made a hunting sound.

Looking at the lights of thousands of houses, everyone's eyes were shocked.

"You can't see the end at a glance. Even if it is an illusion, this mortal city is too big." Luo Yu sighed with emotion.

Occasionally, a prayer lantern swings up into the sky, which is the wish of children or talented people for the future.

Li Chuyi thought that it made sense for such a large city to have so many monks stationed there.

But, is this really illusory?

The city is very large, the walls are tall and wide, and you can't see the end of it on both sides.

Every fifty meters, there are more than ten monks, either meditating or practicing, or drinking alone under the moonlight with the fireworks all over the city.

Most of their realms are foundation building, and occasionally there are some individuals who are in the realm of refining qi.

Li Chuyi and the other three were walking along the city wall. During this period, a monk looked over, with a hint of jealousy, resentment, and a look like a fool in his eyes.

They were dissatisfied. How could a mere wild cultivator gain so much favor from immortals on the mountain road?

At the same time, he was insinuating that he didn’t even know Xian Yuan, so he was stupid.

These people were naturally outside monks. They witnessed Li Chuyi swinging his hammer wildly and saying, "Get rid of you" one by one.

"Brother Luo Yu, so many monks, plus thousands of outsiders, can't stop those monsters?"

"Brother Li, please keep your voice down." Luo Yu looked around, then lowered his voice.

"Brother Li, these city-defending monks don't know that there will be a large-scale monster attack on the city in three days."

"Outsiders will not inform them of this news so that they can be prepared."

"After all, our purpose is not to defend the city, but to paddle with them until these people are dead..."

Luo Yu paused, as if he didn't know how to continue.

Li Chuyi knew that what he meant was that after the monks who defended the city were dead, the monsters could be put directly into the city.

When the city falls, the battle to defend the city will be over.

Along the way, a man and a woman looked back, thoughtfully looking at Li Chuyi's back. They were the two people who built the foundation of Heavenly Dao, Wei Wushuang and Mo Yu.

……

"This fellow Taoist, we are from outside and have been assigned to the Chouhai District." Li Chuyi said to an old man with white hair, who probably looked like he was in the late stage of foundation building.

In this small area, there are about a dozen Qi Refining monks, both male and female, who are meditating and practicing, and they look energetic.

In addition, their clothes are the same and they should come from the same immortal sect or force.

Luo Yu also showed his jade card at the right time, and then sent a message to Li Chuyi.

"Brother Li, this Chouhai District is quite weak. There are so many Qi-refining cultivators, and the old man is a talker. You will know later."

"Fellow Taoists, let's sit down and have a drink first. After drinking, we become friends."

After saying this, the old man set out a wooden table, a few small wooden sticks, and then all kinds of wine, liquids and cooked food were placed on the table.

"My name is Hou San, and some fellow Taoists, please take a seat.

"Li Chuyi."

"Luo Yu."

"Niu Dali."

Li Chuyi and others signed each other's names. He frowned slightly, feeling that Hou San's words and smooth movements of setting the table were exactly the same as his own. Could it be that the other party was also a human cultivator?

Several people sat down.

"Fellow Taoists, there are suddenly many new faces on this city wall. Did you hear anything?"

"Although this city is occasionally invaded by monsters, it has been peaceful for hundreds of years."

Hou San asked, then raised his glass to signal, and Li Chuyi and others followed suit.

Luo Yu took the opportunity to send a message and said: "Brother Li, these people all have their own memories, and they are quite complete. All the details are logical. They are almost indistinguishable from the real ones."

He then laughed dryly and said, "Ahem, Fellow Daoist Hou, we came here by chance. We heard that monsters occasionally attack the city, so we came to do our part."

Hou San nodded, "I see, fellow Taoist is interested."

"I was originally from this city. When I was over fifty, I accidentally took the elixir in the wild and happened to have spiritual roots. Later, I was taken into the sect of a passing elder from the Immortal Sect. I didn't expect that I would reach the foundation building stage."

Hou San seemed to be feeling emotional.

"This time I went down the mountain with me, just to bring the little Qi-refining guy from my sect to get some mortal Qi, so as not to stay stupid in the deep mountains and old forests."

"Hey, I really miss the days when I was an ordinary person in this city before I entered the path of immortality. Fellow Taoists, do you know what I used to do?"

The three of them looked at each other in confusion. How could you guess this? You know what you did before.

Luo Yu sent another voice message: "Brother Li, I just said that this old man is a talker. That's right. Our Immortal Sect has a record about the battle to defend the city, Hou San of Chouhai District. There are only four words in it: "Ren Cai" ,talkative'."

When no one answered, Hou San's eyes showed deep nostalgia and he started talking to himself.

"I used to be a government clerk. I basically did autopsies, or put makeup on the unclaimed corpses before they were buried."

"Later, because I was so good at applying make-up to dead people, whenever someone died in this city, they would ask me to help them put on make-up."

"That was because I had enough good wine and meat, and my life was very comfortable. But later on, I felt that I was always dealing with dead people, and my heart felt cold, so I changed my job."

"Three fellow Taoists, do you know what I did next? Feel free to take a guess."

Li Chuyi: "Fellow Taoist is proficient in the art of burial and autopsy. He should have accepted a disciple and hidden himself behind the scenes."

Luo Yu: "Become an official?"

Niu Dali: "Take a guess, I don't know."

Hou San smiled and shook his head, "Is it possible for three mortals to form a good relationship? In some places, it is necessary to report to the government and put a red stamp on the names of both parties?"

"I'm not talented, but later I became the one who stamped out my talent."

After Li Chuyi and the others listened, they spit out a mouthful of wine, "What?"

You, a person who puts on makeup every day, are going to stamp the newcomers? If you build a hammer, others won't think it's bad luck?

But Hou San showed a shameless smile: "When I think of those newcomers who are full of bad luck but helpless, it makes me a monk happy."