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

"Mr. Li, who was that handsome guy just now? Why did he come and leave again?" Jin Jian came forward and asked curiously.

"The tree-guarding clan."

"Oh, so it's this clan. The sun and the moon are in different days, so it's fate that they meet. The three surnames are Sun, Moon, and Fate."

Jin Jian shook his head and said, "What's his last name?"

"edge."

"This surname is good, but it's still a little bit inferior to my Zixian family."

As Jin Jian spoke, he took out the turtle shell again and started beating it non-stop.

Seeing this, Li Chuyi asked casually: "Can this tortoise shell also turn into a black villain?"

"No, I guess my ancestor got angry, it seems I didn't hit him lightly."

"..."

Jin Jian sighed again: "Hey, that guy from the Volcano Clan just now couldn't beat the Perfect Human Clan. It seems that this gambling immortal must be Tongchen."

Li Chuyi didn't say much when he heard this.

Just from the gambling atmosphere I just sensed, it seems that someone has started the final round of gambling, and it’s Gambler B.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

During this period, Tongchen had not started a single gambling game.

On the contrary, gambler B plays a game every day and wins every game.

For a moment, the status of the Gambling Immortal Lord became unpredictable again.

Moreover, it is hard to predict whether the perfect human race will take action against gambler B.

"Will not."

In the small courtyard, Li Chuyi spoke slowly.

"Then Wuxiang Immortal took action against Du Yi in order to buy time for Tongchen." Jin Jian was puzzled.

On the side, Yun Cheng rolled his eyes and said, "Fatty Jin, I understand everything."

"This gambling immortal is unstoppable and will win every time he gambles."

"If the Wuxiang Immortal targets Du Yi, doesn't that mean Tongchen is a coward? How can such a person become a Duzi Immortal?"

"If this is true, I'm afraid he won't be able to win any of the subsequent bets."

Li Chu nodded, "That's right, that's why Gambler B didn't hesitate to start the last round of gambling."

"As for what happens next, it all depends on which side has the better skills."

The competition belongs to two 90% gamblers.

However, they also belong to other gambling cultivators, and these creatures have already gone insane.

They learned from the gambling cultivators of the Volcano Clan that if they were not lucky enough, they would accumulate strength, hoping to gather enough gambling power to see if they could achieve a higher chance of winning, and then participate in the final battle.

In the world of immortality, more and more lives are falling. Even those immortals of all races who are not strong enough in cultivation are becoming more and more nervous. They just hope that this battle for immortality will end soon.

Another twenty days later.

Tongchen still hasn't started the gambling game, but Gambler B has won thirty games in a row.

On this day, someone came in the rain to look for Li Chuyi.

They are Lin Daiyu and Lianyi.

"How did you know I was here?" Li Chuyi stood there, frowning.

"Brother Li." However, as soon as Lin Daiyu saw him, her eyes were filled with tears and she acted like a little girl again.

"Cough, cough." Lianyi coughed softly.

After so many years, the two have reached the level of great monks. They are originally extremely yang and extremely yin bodies, and Li Chuyi once gave them Bodhi flowers.

It's normal to have such cultivation level.

"When I first came back, I went to look for this sissy, but I didn't expect that she had already started a family, and her descendants have been going on for generations." Jin Jian said while picking his nose.

After a while, several people sat on chairs under the eaves.

"Oh, can I still meet Gu Xizhou? Old Gu is much more pleasing to the eye than the guy named Li." Jin Jian sighed.

On the side, Lin Daiyu asked: "Brother Li, how did you survive? I was sad for you for a long time."

Jin Jian glanced at him and said, "Sissy, you are the one asking these questions? With your shallow cultivation, don't bother yourself."

However, Li Chuyi's eyes were obviously silent for a moment.

He whispered: "Don't talk about this."

After chatting for a while, the two said goodbye and left.

Jin Jian looked back and said, "Mr. Li, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing, I just feel quite tired."

Li Chuyi looked up and saw the sky gradually getting darker. The sunset was hazy with rain and fog.

“People are trapped in the world, and fish die in the rivers and seas.”

“Is there really freedom in this world?”

Hearing this, Jin Jian rarely refrained from retorting.

"Well, I think the word 'freedom' is relative."

"Man is born free, but everywhere he is in chains, that's probably what it means."

It was also at this time that a sense of gambling swept across the heavens from the direction of the source.

Tongchen finally started his 81st gambling game and still won.

That night.

Li Chuyi closed the door and meditated, his mind unable to calm down. Outside, it was raining and windy, and there was a lot of noise and chaos.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a sudden knock on the door, which sounded extremely urgent and hurried.

Then, with a "creak", the wooden door opened wide, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, blowing up the corners of Li Chuyi's clothes and hair.

But standing before him was the remnant soul of a woman.

Even though it was a soul, there were still two bloodstains under its eyes, and its body was in pieces, looking extremely shocking.

"Li Chuyi, I'm so miserable, oooo..."

The remnant soul was crying and it turned out to be Miss Wansui.

"what happened?"

Li Chuyi tried to help stabilize his remnant soul, but it was of no use. It was like glass and was on the verge of shattering.

Beside me, Miss Wansui stopped crying.

He said: "I was passed a 'karmic debt' by Fruit Cultivator."

"The so-called 'karmic debt' means that he has put the death debts of all the living beings who have died in the past ten thousand years on my head..."

Miss Wansui couldn't help sobbing again, "Why should I be blamed? Ever since I started cultivating my immortality, I have been hiding somewhere. I am so cowardly that I dare not harm anyone else's life..."

"In the end, I didn't do anything and didn't kill anyone."

"Now I am being blamed for all the lives that have died over the past ten thousand years."

"It's so unfair, woo woo..."

"I won't live any longer, wuwu..."

Hearing these words, Li Chuyi wanted to say a few words of comfort.

But he couldn't help but mutter, "It seems like you were never going to survive."

Wansui was stunned and cried even harder.

After a while, she sobbed and gradually calmed down.

“The debt of karma, this immortal art is quite overbearing.” Li Chuyi’s eyes were fixed, unclear.

Wansui added: "There is also a 'retribution in this life', which is also very powerful."

"The debt of karma is the debt of the dead."

"Retribution in this life, to bear the retribution of the living."

Li Chu nodded, "Can you?"

"No," Wansui answered honestly.

"..."

There was a moment of silence in the cabin.

Then I heard Wansui whispering: "I am such a coward that my life as an immortal is an accident. You know, my favorite thing is to hide myself so that no one can find me."

She gradually looked a little lonely, "People like me who don't dare to fight with others or compete with others are not suitable for practicing cruel immortal life."

"In the end..., it was found..."

As soon as she finished speaking, morning glory suddenly appeared, along with a red coat and heart armor.

And Wansui, his remaining soul turned into a rain of light all over the sky, and disappeared completely in this cold and rainy night.

Li Chuyi stood there, motionless for a long time.

Finally, another orange-yellow maple leaf appeared between the fingers.

Another leaf was added to his book "Li's Spring and Autumn Annals".