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

At this moment, the expressions of the cultivators were quite wonderful, including the five Immortal Sect disciples, who looked like gods.

This is reincarnation, killing immortals, and opening the sky.

What do you think they are, the second generation of immortals? The second generation of immortals like Zhenger Ba Jing.

They are just a few small foundation builders and a group of casual cultivators who are running around all day long.

"Fellow Taoist, please collect your Kaitian Divine Weapon quickly. The world is wide, but we have a narrow vision and cannot recognize this kind of treasure."

It was still the man in white. He raised his hands and saluted with a rather helpless smile.

Li Chuyi returned the greeting with a smile, "No problem."

"Your magic weapons are also very powerful. This treasure appreciation conference has yielded a lot."

Although the few things he took out were not recognized by the people in front of them, they even thought he was a bit grandstanding and making people laugh.

But Li Chuyi didn't mind, because being truly well-informed will only make you more humble, and understand that there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world. This is called seeing the heaven and the earth, seeing all living beings, and seeing yourself.

Those who think they have some knowledge and then look down on others are just half-empty people who are eager to show off.

On the other hand, Zhao Xiaoli's cheeks were slightly hot.

"Li...Senior Li, it's time for us to go to the Trading Cave, so don't disturb others' treasure hunting."

Li Chuyi smiled and nodded, then followed Zhao Xiaoli to the first floor again.

The transaction process was very fast, and a total of three caves were purchased, and Fu Lingshi was even more happy.

It was also at this time that Zhao Xiaoli felt that the people his wife had friends with were not just braggarts, but also quite generous.

When we got out of the door, it was raining heavily outside.

The heaven, earth, mountains and rivers seemed hazy and a little unclear.

Li Chuyi walked towards a tavern. He originally wanted to have a drink, but he didn't expect to meet Zhao Xiaoli on the way.

Looking for the aroma of wine, I entered an old street full of bruises and came across a wine shop.

The shopkeeper is also a foundation-building monk, but he is old and frail and has no hope of breaking through.

Li Chuyi looked around and saw that there were only a few small tables and a few benches, which looked very simple.

There were already several travelers sitting there, warming their wine alone.

"Uncle Zhang, bring me a pot of wine. I want three low-grade spiritual stones in a pot. I'll make a lot of money today."

Zhao Xiaoli followed behind, his voice sweet and loud.

"Senior Li, this meal is mine." Then, he smiled sweetly again.

Li Chuyi nodded lightly, put away the umbrella, and then found an empty space and sat down.

It was still misty and rainy outside, water dripped from the eaves, and the number of guests coming and going in the wine shop changed one after another.

Zhao Xiaoli held the wine glass and shrank down, feeling that the weather was probably a little cold.

Then, she carefully raised her eyes and glanced at the young man in front of her.

She always felt that the other person's eyebrows were a little indifferent, as if he was used to seeing sadness and joy mixed in the sky with frost and snow.

"Li...Senior Li, how long do you want to drink?" After thinking for a long time, Zhao Xiaoli couldn't help but ask.

She has already asked for four jugs of wine, which is twelve spirit stones. Although her harvest today is not bad, casual cultivators have always been able to live a good life.

Especially with her level of cultivation, she had to figure out where each spirit stone was used.

The limit in Zhao Xiaoli's heart is six pots. If she drinks any more, she will slap her butt and leave.

At this time, a man in black robe walked in, his eyes were gloomy and even had a faint blood color.

It was also at this moment that the area around the wine shop instantly became pitch black.

"Oops, it's some kind of illusion."

The owner of the wine shop exclaimed, and then fell heavily to the ground and fainted, as did other drinkers.

"Li...Senior Li." Zhao Xiaoli was shocked when he saw this.

"This fellow Taoist, why are you here?" Li Chuyi put down his wine glass with great interest.

"Haha, I'm here for the treasure in your hand." The man in black sneered.

He continued: "In my life, I like grabbing treasures the most, of course, as long as I don't risk my life."

"As for those five Immortal Sect idiots, haha, they probably accepted the Immortal Sect's mission to capture me and take me back, so they organized a treasure hunting party to lure me out."

"But, I don't like any of the things in their hands, but the things on your body are quite suitable for me."

When Li Chu heard this, he couldn't help but nodded.

He was quite curious before as to why those Immortal Sect disciples spread their wings in front of a group of casual cultivators.

Then he smiled and held out his thumb.

"Then you're pretty good, you know the stuff."

"The Bodhi Pearl, the Great Spiritual Grinding Machine, the Infinite Buddhist Inscriptions, and the Sword that Opens the Sky, which one do you like?"

But the man in black had contempt in his eyes.

"It's already this time, and you're still fooling a fool?"

His tone gradually became sharper, as if he had seen through everything.

"Don't think I don't know. The real treasure on your body is the hairpin on your head. Take it out."

Li Chuyi: "..."

He had a hairpin on his head, which he had casually cut out of old peach wood strips on the roadside. It was just a little bit tainted with his aura, but it was still ordinary.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, I am the best at identifying treasures with my keen eye. Will you give me that hairpin?"

"Sorry, I can't give it."

"Haha, in that case, I'll get it myself."

I saw the man grinning ferociously, just as he was about to use some strange movement technique to snatch the hairpin from his head.

But suddenly, in the darkness, a million-foot-long Dharma form was seen, rising majestically into the world.

Behind him, there is a majestic red sun, which seems to be as high as the sky and the earth, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

The Dharma image smiled and lowered its head, like an immortal or god asking all living beings.

"So, do you still want this hairpin?"

After a while.

Zhao Xiaoli opened his eyes drowsily and asked subconsciously.

"Where was the man in black just now?"

"He was frightened and fainted, and then he was thrown out of the city."

Li Chuyi stood up with a smile, opened his umbrella, and gave him another storage ring.

"After all, we can't be petty if our old friend invites me to drink again."

After that, he turned around and left.

Looking at the retreating figure, Zhao Xiaoli finally reacted and recalled the scene he had seen before, and his pupils were instantly filled with shock.

"Senior...senior, may I ask your surname?"

At this time, he saw a barefoot young man holding a paper umbrella in the old streets and alleys looking back lightly.

"Li Chuyi."

The dusk rain dropped, and the smoke and clouds remained. The figure gradually disappeared with the darkening sky, and began to become mottled like time.

……

Out of the small town.

Li Chuyi took out the black heart character.

Taking a deep breath, "Think of the first place when people arrive, Magic Pavilion."

In an instant, a stream of invisible and mysterious power spread out from the black characters, and Li Chuyi, along with it, turned into a ball of mist and disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was already outside the Miraculous Pavilion, with the endless lake as far as the eye could see.

"As expected of the heart character, it's so mysterious."