"Took the bait."
On the edge of a high peak cliff, Li Che admired the afterglow of the setting sun. He sensed that "Qing" had acquired the inheritance of the Azure Dragon Transformation of Xuantian's Nine Transformations, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise slightly.
Since the group of leeks he cultivated in Inception perished before the Lich War, he hasn't felt the joy of harvest for a long time.
Plant a seed and wait for it to take root and sprout.
Only those involved understand the joy of farming.
Although Li Che's way of farming is not very serious.
Using the wilderness as a field, using many young prodigies as leek seeds, harvesting one crop after another, how vicious it is, it is simply terrifying.
"Young hero, I wish you good luck, and I hope you don't fall sadly as you grow up."
A trace of cat-crying-mouse compassion flashed across his face, and his old habit relapsed.
Then, a wisp of green smoke floated, and the person disappeared without a trace. It was unknown where he went.
The seeds have been planted, and there is still a long time before they mature. Li Che will definitely not watch Qing grow up.
If you have time to play house with your children, you might as well plant a few seeds or play casually to kill the boring time.
As long as you are alive, you have to keep wandering. If you don’t wander, what kind of devil are you doing?
"Young man, do you want to be a hero?"
"Child, do you want to protect your tribe?"
"Young man, I see that you have wonderful bones and extraordinary talents. I will pass on this magical skill to you. I hope you can succeed in learning and strengthen our human race."
In the following days, Li Che traveled all over the world, fooling young people everywhere and spreading his extremely uncertain Nine Transformations of Xuantian.
In order to deceive young people into practicing the Nine Transformations of Xuantian, he took great pains. Sometimes he turned into an old man of the human race who was worried about the fate of his family, and sometimes he turned into a passing practitioner who saw the strangeness of other people's bones and taught the techniques for free.
What's more, a seriously injured person who was in trouble was rescued by someone in the tribe by chance. In order to thank him for saving his life, one of Xuantian's nine transformations was passed on to a person suitable for cultivation.
Li Che didn't feel tired of constantly changing his identity just to spread the Nine Transformations of Xuantian. Instead, he was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.
The old man who gave me the opportunity feels good.
It's a pity that there are no beggars in this era, and there is no so-called currency, otherwise Li Che would have wanted to try what it was like to be an old beggar selling magical secrets.
He doesn't have the palm skills that fall from the sky, but he does have some magical skills that can trick people into paying for their lives, like Xuantian Nine Transformations.
In order to experience the feeling of being an "old grandfather" more deeply, Li Che simply stopped spreading the Nine Transformations of Xuantian alone in the days to come, and distributed other different types of opportunities wholesale.
Artifact flow;
system flow;
waste stream;
divine power flow;
rebirth flow;
Falling off a cliff and gaining inheritance from predecessors
Opportunities are given away, free of charge, but the sequelae are very serious. Taking the opportunity given by Li Che is equivalent to becoming Li Che's seed. It's okay if it doesn't happen, but if it does, the ending will be miserable.
Lang Dao, the first system holder created by Li Che, understood this deeply.
However, Li Che didn't care at all about how many tragedies the chance show would cause. He was still immersed in the joy of being an "grandpa" and even began to be moved by himself.
Li Che felt very good about himself. He felt that it was so great for someone like him to selflessly provide young people with opportunities to rise. Saints were far inferior to him.
The sage only knows how to cherish his broom, and does not spread his Tao, Dharma or magical powers to anyone except his disciples. How can he treat all sentient beings equally and give hope to ambitious young people to rise up?
Great, I am so great. No one can match it except Hongjun Taoist, who preached the ancient Taoism.
The more Li Che thought about it, the more excited he became, and he was so moved that he was overwhelmed with emotion.
"There are not many good people like me who have given all sentient beings hope to rise, not many!"
While moving himself and spreading opportunities, Li Che headed west, aiming for the Western Continent.
Li Che had traveled to the Eastern Continent and even the vast oceans, but he had only visited the West once in a hurry and had not been able to take a closer look. This time he had some free time and was able to take a look at the Western customs.
There are not many strong men in the vast land of the West, and the well-known one is Jie Yin Zhunti, but under Jie Yin Zhunti, there are still three strong men with good strength.
It is said that these three strong men are very good at playing, and they often make people laugh and cry. There is nothing they can do about them, so they can only let it go.
Li Che felt that he was also a wonderful person. There should be plenty of topics to talk about with the three strong players who knew how to play. Only by playing together can we enjoy more happiness.
Li Che had never thought about whether the three powerful men in the West wanted to play with him. After all, he was a big devil. No one could guarantee what he would do if they did not cooperate with his will.
With the intention of communication and discussion, Li Che crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and came to the rarely visited West without any obstacles.
During this period, when he passed Wanshou Mountain, He just glanced at it and walked away consciously.
Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain was Zhen Yuanzi's territory, but Zhen Yuanzi was not familiar with him and had no friendship at all. He probably didn't want to have close friendship with a big devil like him, so there was no need to humiliate himself.
After leaving, Zhen Yuanzi is willing to give him a big gift. If Zhen Yuanzi doesn't give him face, wouldn't he be embarrassed and lose his fortune?
A top-notch supernatural power user took the initiative to come to visit, but was turned away by the host. If word spread, it would inevitably become a joke among the group of people with great supernatural powers.
Li Che is also a shameless person and doesn't want to be laughed at for a trivial matter.
The first time Li Che set foot on the Western land for the second time was that he felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
The spiritual energy flowing between heaven and earth is too thin, and it is simply a world of difference compared to the east.
This has to do with Him again.
Before Buzhou Mountain collapsed, the west was already hard and barren. After Buzhou Mountain collapsed, the west became even more difficult. The most straightforward expression is the concentration of spiritual energy, which is so thin that it seems to be a different world from the east.
Mount Sumeru is in ruins, landslides are not occurring, and there are problems with the two main sources of spiritual energy. It is normal for the West to be like this, but compared to the East, it is really miserable.
No wonder Jingyin Zhunti coveted the wealth of the East all day long, and Zhunti even went to the East every now and then to enjoy the autumn breeze. It was not without reason.
However, the situation in the West has nothing to do with Li Che. He is here to play, not to be a savior.
Take a step, stand up, and head to Jilosao to meet the God of Destruction born in the western country.
But at the moment when he raised his hand to tear apart the space, a long-lost figure suddenly appeared, interrupting his plan and schedule.
"Why is fellow Taoist here?"
Looking at his old friend Ji Du who came out of the void dimension, Li Che pretended to be surprised and asked purely knowingly.
He didn't want to talk nonsense with Ji Du and talk about useless nonsense about his identity.
Although his current appearance is not his true form, the aura of his soul cannot be faked and cannot be hidden from Ji Du's eyes.
He who conceals something is not aware of it. Talking nonsense in front of a strong man like Ji Du who is no less than himself will only make him appear to be very incompetent.
"Suggest a friendly approach!"
Ji Du looked Li Che up and down, confirmed that Li Che was the inner demon he knew well, and exclaimed with admiration.
Being forbidden by heaven to enter the ancient world, he still has the means to return to the ancient world. The power of the inner demon is truly unfathomable.
(End of chapter)
