Great Dao Ji

Through the magical power of Tao, An Qisheng understood all the mysteries of the wild world.

He knew more deeply that this great realm was far more powerful than the realms he had dreamed of before!

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

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

But this is only for ordinary people.

The higher the cultivation level, the better able to capture all kinds of variables, or 'secrets' in the world.

Those with great supernatural powers can even overlook the past and peer into the future, and many mysteries are as close as the lines on the palm of their hand.

In particular, the gods and earth lords in this great world are almost omniscient and omnipotent in this vast and almost boundless world.

The reason why I say it is close.

Just because of their mutual presence.

An Qisheng knew very well that even if he came through a dream, he would not be able to escape the eyes of God.

Naturally, he couldn't hide from the Xingkong Building Master who hated him.

Therefore, he spent a lot of energy to choose Mo Yin, who was not all outstanding among the vast sea of ​​choices.

Just because he is a 'variable'.

All things related to him, no matter how bizarre, will be within the tacit consent of heaven and earth. Even if the gods find out, they will not feel that there is anything wrong.

"You, who are you..."

When An Qisheng was distracted, the little fat man who was forced into the corner was about to cry.

He never thought that the little man in the 'sand table' would actually appear in the real world!

This almost scared him to death.

"I am the spirit of this world's sand table."

An Qisheng didn't even blink, and he didn't feel the mental burden of coaxing a child at all.

"Why?"

Little Fatty's fear subsided slightly and he scratched his head, half surprised and half uneasy: "You, this is my sandbox?"

He had heard some fairy tales told by storytellers in the town, in which there were stories about treasures becoming spirits, and he was convinced 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.

Seemingly seeing that An Qisheng had no intention of harming him, Mo Yin felt relieved. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly seemed to remember something:

"Oops, my mother is still waiting for me to go back for dinner..."

Normally, when a child is frightened, he will subconsciously run home, but this little fat boy ran in the opposite direction of home.

Now, there is no way to go back before noon.

"well."

Little Fatty sighed and simply refused to go home. He took out the hidden sand table and said, "You said you are the spirit of the sand table. How can you prove it?"

"Look."

As soon as An Qisheng raised his hand, the sand table was already glowing with light, and it fell into his hands in the blink of an eye.

"My sandbox!"

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

The little fat man finally felt relieved and began to believe that if he didn't steal his own things, he would be a good person.

"Then you were left by my father to protect me?"

The little fat man hugged the sand tray tightly, blinking and feeling a little nervous.

"This Yanjie sand table is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. What is precious about it is not the sand table itself, but the world derived from it."

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

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

"No! No way!"

Little Fatty's eyes darkened, and he said harshly: "You're talking nonsense! Maybe my father just knew this was a treasure and left it to me?"

An Qisheng smiled and said nothing, while Little Fatty ran home angrily:

"Wait until I ask my mother!"

"Barbaric...variables..."

An Qisheng paced, with ups and downs in his heart, every bit of it was related to the wild world.

For some truly powerful people, the fate of all living things is predetermined, and all struggles and resistances have been rehearsed countless times in their eyes.

This even includes heaven and earth itself.

There won't be any changes.

The birth of this variable may have been created by some people who were unwilling to accept the future...

…

The small courtyard where Mo Yin lives is located in Xicheng.

Although West City is not as prosperous as South City, it is much better than North City. Most of the people living here are relatively wealthy, and at least they can make a living by running around.

Under the light of Rudou lamp, a woman who still retains her charm is preparing a meal.

Mo Yin was absent-minded, and he couldn't take a bite. After a while, he choked. The woman hurriedly stepped forward and patted his back, scolding: "You kid, how old are you, it's so troublesome to eat."

"mother!"

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

"you……"

The woman trembled, then straightened her face: "Who asked you to ask these questions? Didn't Mom tell you that she would tell you when you are older?"

Mo Yin continued to ask, but the woman had already returned to the room with a sullen face.

"mother……"

Mo Yin's heart trembled, and he almost cried because of his grievance, but all he heard in his ears was the sound of the woman's heavy door closing.

"Am I right?"

Mo Yin looked up. Under the candlelight, the young man he had seen during the day appeared opposite him like a ghost.

He was startled and lowered his voice: "You, you must not 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 waved his hand, and the sandbox hidden by the little fat man fell into his hands: "If you are worried, let's go to the sandbox?"

"This..."

The little fat man hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

Buzz~

The next moment, the two had entered the sandbox world again.

It was already late at night outside, but the sun was shining brightly in the sandbox, and the ten suns stretched across the sky, waving endless light.

The arrival of the two was not discovered by the people of Kimura, just as no one felt anything wrong with their departure.

It was still the corner of the wall where they were basking in the sun before.

The little fat man had no scruples, and began to ask his father about the origin of the sandbox.

"You will know about your father in a few days. Now, I will tell you the origin of the sandbox."

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

The little fat man is the master of this world, but due to his fragile brain, he doesn't know the real secret of this sand table.

"A few days later?"

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 head and wanted to know more about his father, but An Qisheng didn't say it, so he had no choice but to sit and listen to him.

In the wild world, there are tens of millions of cultivation paths, and all kinds of magical methods are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges.

And in essence, it still comes from the great way of heaven and earth.

Unlike the human world, the Wanyang world, the Yuanyang world, and even the witch god world, the cultivation path of this world is more closely connected with heaven and earth.

At the beginning of entering the Tao, you have to suffer a heavenly tribulation!

Only after passing the nine levels of tribulation can you transcend, but it is not them who pass the tribulation, but the blessed land they have opened up, the small world of the cave.

This is true for this world, no matter what kind of method or path one cultivates.

When the blessed land increases, cultivation increases; when the blessed land collapses, cultivation is lost.

"Blessed land, small world? Do all those gods have such a sand table?"

The little fat boy was very interested in the world of cultivation that he had only heard of from storytellers. He immediately forgot about 'his father' and kept asking questions.

"The seeds of heaven and earth are the only way to enter the Tao."

An Qisheng talked freely.

He has a very high realm. Before entering the dream, he had read the history of this world and knew all kinds of Taoist methods and magical powers. Now, it is natural that he can understand it in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

Although Mo Yin is only six years old, he is very smart because of the sand table, and he can easily understand what An Qisheng said.

"Sand table, is it a seed of the world?"

The little fat man rubbed his hands, his face full of excitement: "Then I can also become an immortal? You, you teach me quickly, teach me quickly."

"Teach you..."

An Qisheng stopped talking and just looked at him indifferently.

"Yeah."

The little fat man nodded repeatedly. Seeing that An Qisheng was unmoved, he remembered something and knelt down respectfully and kowtowed pitifully:

"My mother said that if I want to worship a master, I have to prepare a gift, but I don't have it. Can I make it up later?"

"Get up."

An Qisheng raised his hand and patted Mo Yin's little head gently:

"You don't have to call me a master, I can teach you, but this is a matter of each taking what he needs..."

An Qisheng didn't want to take advantage of others for nothing, even if the person involved didn't know.

Buzz~

As his mind moved, all kinds of words flowed down from the depths of his vision:

[Mo Yin (6/…)]

[Race: Human]

[Fate: Nothingness]

[Fate Track 1: Born in the Savage Universe Group, Savage World, Endless Continent Central Continent, Dayong Dynasty, Ning'an Marquisate, Fengnan Road...]

[Fate Track 2: Nothingness]

[Fate Track 3: Nothingness]

...

Nothingness!

Nothingness!

Nothingness!

The first thing that caught his eyes was a series of "nothingness".

Since he got the fragments of the Daoyi Diagram until now, except for his own destiny that could not be glimpsed, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

For this little fat boy named Mo Yin, all the fate tracks were nothingness.

What was shown was only what had happened, and his future was not visible at all!

"The one whose fate is void..."

An Qisheng's eyes were filled with a faint light, his Dao power was constantly being consumed, Dao Yi Tu was also buzzing and trembling, and his magical power 'omniscience' was running again and again, deducing one fate trajectory after another.

However, until the sun set and the night fell, among the hundreds of billions of fate trajectories, there was nothing about Mo Yin!

It was as if he was not in the fate at all!

Or, even Dao Yi Tu could not deduce his fate trajectory!

And this was one of the reasons why he chose this little fat man.

What Dao Yi Tu could not see, naturally, others could not see either!

"Mo Yin..."