Through the enlightenment of Taoist magic, An Qisheng has penetrated the mysteries of the wilderness.

I know more deeply that this great world is much stronger than the worlds he had dreamed of before!

Therefore, before entering the dream, he made extremely sufficient preparations.

For ordinary people, the future is uncertain, everything is unknown, and there are infinite variables between heaven and earth, and it is difficult to know one billionth of them in a lifetime.

But this is only for ordinary people.

The higher the cultivation level, the more you can capture various variables, or "sense of heaven".

Those with great supernatural powers can even look down on the past and peek into the future, and many mysteries are almost like palm-viewing patterns.

Especially the gods and earthly masters in this great world, in this vast and almost boundless world, they are almost omniscient and omnipotent.

The reason why it is almost.

It's just because of their existence.

An Qisheng knew very well that even if he came from a dream, he would inevitably be unable to escape the eyes of God's Dharma.

Of course, I can't escape the Star Sky Tower owner who hated me.

Therefore, he spent a lot of energy and selected Mo Yin, who was not unremarkable among the vast selections.

Just because he is a 'variable'.

No matter how bizarre all things related to him are, they will be within the acquiesce of heaven and earth. Even if God discovers it, they will not feel that there is anything wrong.

"You, who are you..."

When An Qisheng was in a state of distraction, the fat man who was forced to the corner of the wall was about to cry.

He never thought that the little man in the "sand tray" would appear in the real world!

This almost scared him to death.

"I am the spirit of the sand table in the Yanjie."

An Qisheng didn't even blink, and there was no psychological burden to deceive the children.

"Why?"

The little fat man was slightly less afraid and scratched his head, half surprised and half nervous: "You, is this my sand table?"

He had heard some mythological stories from the storytellers in the town, and there were some sayings that treasures became spirits. He believed that his sand table was a treasure.

"Otherwise, why can I see you and come out?"

An Qisheng smiled slightly and pulled the little guy up.

It seemed as if she had no intention of hurting her. Mo Yin also felt relieved. He was about to say something, but suddenly he seemed to remember something:

"Oh no, my mother is still waiting for me to go back to have dinner..."

Ordinary children are frightened and subconsciously run to home, but this little fat man runs in the opposite direction of home.

This time, I can't go back before noon.

"well."

The little fat man sighed and simply stopped going home. He took out the hidden sand table and said, "You said you are the spirit of the sand table, how do you prove it?"

"Look."

An Qisheng raised his hand, and the sand table had already shined with a faint light, and in the blink of an eye, it fell into his hands.

"My sand table!"

The little fat man exclaimed, and An Qisheng threw it casually and returned it to him.

The little fat man was completely relieved and believed it a little. If he didn't steal his own things, he would be a good person.

"Then, did my father leave you to protect me?"

The little fat man hugged the sand table tightly, blinking, a little nervous.

"This sand table in the realm is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. The treasure lies not in the sand table itself, but in the world and the world that are derived from it."

An Qisheng touched the chubby's head and said with a smile:

"If your father knew about such a treasure, it would probably not be left to you..."

"No! No!"

The little fat man's eyes darkened and he said stubbornly: "You're talking nonsense! Maybe my father just knew that this was a treasure, so he left it to me?"

An Qisheng smiled and said nothing, the fat man ran home angrily:

"Wait until I go and ask my mother!"

"Wild...variable..."

An Qisheng was walking, his heart was full of ups and downs, and every bit of it was about the wilderness.

For some truly great masters, the fate of all things and spirits is established, and all struggles and resistance have been previewed countless times in their eyes.

This even includes the heaven and earth itself.

There will be no variables in this.

The birth of this variable may have been created by some people who are unwilling to be in the future...

...

The small courtyard where Moyin lives is located in Xicheng.

Although the West City is not as prosperous as the South City, it is much better than the North City. Most of the people living here are richer, at least, you can make a living by busyness.

Under the lights of beans, a woman with charm is preparing meals.

Mo Yin was absent-minded, and after a while, he choked. The woman hurriedly stepped forward and patted his back, angrily: "You child, how old you are, you are, and eating is so worry-free."

"mother!"

After taking a sip of water, Mo Yin finally couldn't help but speak: "Father, why don't you want us?"

"you……"

The woman trembled and then she looked up: "Who asked you to ask these? Didn't you tell you if you get older?"

Mo Yin also asked, the woman had already returned to the room with a calm face.

"mother……"

Mo Yin's heart trembled, and he was so aggrieved that he almost burst into tears, but all he could hear was the sound of a woman closing the door.

"What I said is correct?"

Mo Yin looked up, and under the candlelight, the young man he saw during the sun appeared opposite him like a ghost.

He was startled and lowered his voice: "You, don't let my mother see it. She, she doesn't like others to touch me..."

"She can't see me, just like other people in the sandbox world can't see you."

An Qisheng made a random move, and the sand tray hidden by the little fat man had already fallen into his hands: "If you are worried, let's go to the sand tray?"

"this……"

The little fat man hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Buzz ~

The next moment, the two of them had entered this sand table world again.

The night outside is already deep, but the sun shines brightly in the sand table. Ten days are spreading across the sky, scattering endless light.

The two people did not discover the arrival of the two, just as no one felt something was wrong with their departure.

It's still the corner of the wall where I bask in the sun before.

The little fat man had no worries and began to ask his father about the origin of the sand table.

"About your father, you will know in a few days. Now, I will tell you the origin of the sand table."

After a deep look at the little fat man, An Qisheng said lightly.

The little fat man is the lord of this place of heaven and earth, but due to his fragile brain, he has no idea about the true secret of this place of sand table.

"How many days?"

The little fat man was a little excited: "Will my father come to see me?"

"This sand table is a rare treasure in the universe, and it is even more of a treasure for practitioners..."

An Qisheng said to himself.

The little fat man scratched his ears and his forehead wanted to know more about his father, but if An Qisheng didn't say it, he had no choice but to sit and listen to him.

In the wilderness, there are tens of millions of paths of practice, and there are many magical powers and methods like the everlasting sand.

But the root of it still comes from the great way of heaven and earth.

Unlike the human path, the Wanyang Realm, the Yuanyang Realm, and even the Witch God Realm, the path of cultivation in this great world is more closely connected with the heaven and earth.
To be continued...