Entering the dream through Tao Yishen, An Qisheng penetrated all the mysteries of the wild world.

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

Therefore, before falling into the dream, he made a very thorough preparation.

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

But this is only for ordinary people.

The higher the cultivation base, the better able to capture the various variables, or 'heavenly secrets'.

The great supernatural powers can even overlook the past and spy on the future, and many mysteries are almost like palms.

In particular, the gods and gods in this great world, in this vast and almost boundless great world, are already close to omniscience and omnipotence.

The reason is that it is almost.

Just because of their existence.

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

Naturally, he couldn't escape the starry sky landlord who hated him.

Therefore, he spent a lot of energy. Among the vast selections, he chose Mo Yin, who was not all brilliant.

Just because he is a 'variable'.

All things related to him, no matter how bizarre, will be within the acquiescence of heaven and earth, and 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 chubby dun 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!

It almost scared him to death.

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

An Qisheng didn't blink an eye, and he didn't have the mental burden of coaxing the child at all.

"Hey?"

Little Fatty's fear subsided slightly and scratched his head, half in surprise, half in apprehension: "You, this is my sand table?"

He had heard some fairy tales told by storytellers in the town, and there were some sayings that treasures became refined, 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.

Seeing that An Qisheng had no intention of hurting himself, Mo Yin felt relieved. He was about to say something when he suddenly remembered something:

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

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

This time, there is no way to go back before noon.

"Ugh."

Xiao Pangdun sighed, and did not go home at all. He took out the hidden sand table: "You said you are the spirit of the sand table, how do you prove it?"

"look."

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

"My sandbox!"

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

Only then did the little fat man feel completely relieved, and he believed it a little bit. If he didn't take his own things, he was a good person.

"Then you, my father left me to protect me?"

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

"This extension sand table is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, and its treasure is not in the sand table itself, but in the world and the world derived from it."

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

"If your father knew about such a treasure, he probably wouldn't have left it to you..."

"No! No!"

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

An Qisheng smiled and said nothing, and Little Fatty had already rushed home angrily:

"Wait for me to ask my mother!"

"Wild... Variation..."

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

For some real supernatural powers, the fate of all things is predetermined, and all struggles and resistance have been rehearsed countless times in their eyes.

This even includes heaven and earth itself.

There will be no changes.

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

...

The courtyard where Mo Yin lived was 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 who live here are relatively wealthy. At least, they can make a living by running around.

Under the bean lamp, a charming woman was preparing meals.

However, Mo Yin was absent-minded. He choked after a while. The woman rushed forward and slapped him on the back. She said, "You child, how old are you, eating is so worry-free."

"mother!"

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

"you……"

The woman's body trembled, and her face immediately turned stern: "Who asked you to ask this? Didn't mother tell you, I'll tell you when you're older?"

Mo Yin still wanted 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 heavy sound of a woman closing the door.

"Am I right?"

Mo Yin raised his head, and under the candlelight, the young man he had seen during the day appeared ghostly across from him.

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

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

An Qisheng made a casual move, and the sand table that the little fat man was hiding had already fallen into his hands: "If you are worried, let's go to the sand table?"

"This……"

The little fat man hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

hum~

In the next instant, the two of them had entered the sand table world again.

The night outside was already deep, but the sun was shining brightly in the sand table. Ten days stretched across the sky, swaying endless light.

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

It is still the corner of the wall where the sun was basking before.

The little fat man had no scruples, 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."

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

Little Fatty is the master of this side of the world, but due to his fragile brain, he doesn't know the true secret of this side's sand table.

"In a few days?"

The little fat man was a little excited: "My father will come to see me?"

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

An Qisheng said to himself.

The little fat man scratched his head and scratched his cheeks. He wanted to know more about his father, but An Qisheng didn't say anything, and he had no choice but to sit and listen to him.

In the wild world, there are thousands of ways to practice, and all kinds of magical methods are as numerous as Hengsha.

But the root is still derived from the avenues of heaven and earth.

Different from the human world, the world of ten thousand suns, the world of Yuanyang, and even the world of witches and gods, the cultivation path of this great world is more closely related to heaven and earth.

At the beginning of entering the Dao, you will suffer a catastrophe!

Only after robbing the ninth level can they become detached, but it is not them who have survived the calamity, but the blessed land that they have created, the small world of the cave.

In this great world, no matter what kind of Dharma or Dao one cultivates, this is the case.

If the blessed land increases, the cultivation will increase, and if the blessed land collapses, the cultivation will be lost.

"Blessed land, small world? Those gods, does everyone have such a sand table?"

The little fat man was very interested in the world of cultivation that he had only heard of in the storytellers, and 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 eloquently.

His realm is very high. Before he fell into the dream, he had seen the history of this world all over the world. He had a lot of knowledge about all kinds of Taoism and magical powers.

Although Mo Yin was only six years old, he was nourished by a sand table and was very intelligent, so he could easily understand An Qisheng's words.

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

The little fat man rubbed his hands, his face full of excitement: "Then I can become a fairy too? You, teach me quickly, teach me quickly."

"teach you……"

An Qisheng was silent, just looked at him lightly.

"Uh-huh."

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

"My mother said that if I want to worship the master, I have to prepare for repair~lightnovelpub.net~ but I don't have it, can I make up for it later?"

"Get up."

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

"You don't have to call me a teacher, I can teach you, but this is what everyone needs..."

An Qisheng is not willing to take advantage of others, even if the parties do not know.

hum~

As his mind moved, only in the depths of the perspective he saw, all kinds of words had already flowed down:

【Moin (6/…)】

【Race: Human】

【Fate: Nothingness】

[Fate Track 1: Born in the Wilderness Universe, Wilderness World, Endless Continent Middle Continent, Dayong Dynasty, Ning'an Houguo, Fengnan Road...]

[Trail of Destiny II: None]

[Trail of Destiny 3: None]

...

none!

none!

none!

The first thing that catches the eye is a series of 'nothing'.

It is the first time he has encountered such a situation, except that his own destiny cannot be spied upon.

This little chubby dun named Mo Yin, all the fate trajectories are nothing.

What is shown is only what has happened, and nothing about his future can be seen!

"Destiny Void..."

The depths of An Qisheng's eyes glowed with a dim light, and the Dao force was constantly being consumed. Dao Yitu also hummed and vibrated. The supernatural power "Omniscient" was running again and again, deducing one fate after another.

However, until sunset and night fell, among the tens of billions of fate, there was nothing about Mo Yin!

It's as if he is not in the destiny at all!

Or, even Daoyitu couldn't deduce his destiny!

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

Things that can't be seen in a single picture, naturally can't be seen by others!

"Moin..."