The blank world, this is the first word that pops up in Mo Qiuhuai's mind, and it is appropriate to describe this world. The water curtain behind him is still clearly visible, but other than that, in addition to the white expanse, you can only see the ink master Xingyun floating on his shoulders and the calm face of "Huang".

"Huang" asked: "What does Brother Mo think of this place?"

Mo Qiuhuai touched his chin with his hand and glanced at Mo Shi Xingyun, who was very calm, did not speak, and did not flicker, as if he was just calmly waiting for Mo Qiuhuai's answer.

"Senior, you asked so, according to the routine, I should answer that there is a boundary, and then you told me that there is no boundary here, and in the end I was extremely surprised and admired, right?" Mo Qiuhuai asked stupidly, his bored eyes as if he had already seen through everything.

'Huang' turned around and turned his back to Mo Qiuhuai, Mo Qiuhuai couldn't see "Huang's" expression clearly, and only listened to one sentence: "It's right, it's not right!"

Now Mo Qiuhuai was depressed, in all the stories he had heard, there were always one or two characters who liked to pretend to talk and like to play dumb riddles, and they always looked like they were out-of-the-world, but they didn't expect that they had already met one.

Seeing that Mo Qiuhuai was silent for a long time, "Huang" asked, "Isn't Brother Mo curious?"

"Alas...... It's useless to be curious, if you want to talk about it, just talk about it, and forget it if you don't want to talk about it. Mo Qiuhuai sat on the ground with his hands on his chest, and his tone was a little atmospheric.

"Hehehe......" Mo Shi Xingyun smiled knowingly.

"Hehehe......" Somehow, "Yellow" laughed too.

Mo Qiuhuai was stunned, okay, you laugh, I laugh too!

"Hehehe...... Hahahaha......"

Suddenly, in the white world, there seemed to be three neuropaths, laughing aloud for some reason.

After laughing for a long time, Mo Qiuhuai couldn't stand it anymore and had to give up.

"Okay, okay, I can't do it, I'll tell me the answer. ”

"Huang" walked a few steps, spread out his hands, stared at Mo Qiuhuai, and said slowly: "The heaven and earth here is the undeveloped cave heaven blessed land left by the Pangu Great God when he opened the world, called 'Baimang Fangtian', the reason why I brought you here is to tell you one thing, the sand in the world...... It had already been destroyed in the Great War 10,000 years ago. ”

"What!" Mo Qiuhuai was a little flustered and asked anxiously, "Then what should I do, Su Xian is still pointing to the sand in the world to continue his life, how can this be...... You can just tell me this kind of thing directly in the sea of clouds, why do you want me to come here?"

Huang smiled: "You have finally discovered the root of the problem, and I brought you here to tell you that although the sand in the world has almost disappeared, there may not be any hope." Brother Mo should have heard of the connection between the sand of the world and the Bodhi Seed, right?"

Mo Qiuhuai thought about it, and remembered the conversation between himself and Su Xian in Boshan Town, and vaguely remembered that on the roof of the tavern, Master Mo once said something about the sand in the world.

"Yes, I know. The sand in the world was originally just a grain of sand in the chaotic world, which was buried next to the Bodhi Seed of the Star Spirit Realm, and after thousands of years of time baptism, a grain of sand was bred into a piece and killed, and the Bodhi Seed also grew into a big tree. ”

Huang nodded and praised with satisfaction: "It seems that your master has taught you a lot of things. ”

Mo Shi Xingyun flashed, and he accepted the praise of "Yellow" along the water.

"Huang" squatted down, looked at the white void, drew a picture on the ground with his fingers, and muttered: "The Bodhi tree has all its dead leaves, and when the opportunity comes, it will come back to life, and it will bear a Bodhi seed." The red leaf spirit fruit in your hand is the Bodhi seed that was conceived by the sand of the world back then, so there must be the seeds of sand in the world in its body, what I am helping you now is to reenact a history of Bodhi and the sand in the white mang. ”

Mo Shi Xingyun said: "What do you mean by the predecessors, you want to plant Bodhi seeds here?"

"Yes, yes. ”

When Mo Qiuhuai heard this, his eyes kept flashing, and for some reason, his heart was a little uneasy. Planting Bodhi seeds in Baimang Fangtian, even if this kind of thing can be done, I'm afraid it will have to pay an extremely heavy price, right?

"Huang" raised his hand, and an hourglass appeared in the palm of his hand, only the size of a fist, and I am afraid it won't be long. The hourglass was placed on the ground, and at the same time "Huang" put down a bucket of water and a scoop.

"Brother Mo, please put the Bodhi Zi in one place. ”

Mo Qiuhuai subconsciously put the Bodhi seed next to the bucket, and asked puzzledly: "Since you want to plant, shouldn't you have a shovel?"

"Huang" raised his sleeves, covered his mouth and smiled: "Brother Mo said that he laughed, Bai Mang Fangtian has not been enlightened by the gods. There is neither heaven nor earth, neither wind nor rain, no day and no rain, no source of irrigation, no land and no wind, and cannot carry its body, what use do you need a shovel?

Mo Qiuhuai was speechless, stunned for a long time, puzzled, and even felt that he had been tricked by Old Man Huang.

"Huang" looked at Mo Qiuhuai's suspicious eyes, and didn't want to sell Guanzi, and said bluntly: "Brother Mo, what you have to do now is to let the Bodhi Seed take root and sprout and condense the sand and soil in the world, but this process is ...... I'm afraid you'll have a hard time holding on......"

No matter how difficult the process is, it must be completed, after all, the only way to obtain the sand in the world is this one.

"Huang" bent down and whispered a few words in Mo Qiuhuai's ear, Mo Qiuhuai frowned, nodded, and said to Mo Shi Xingyun: "Master, you and your seniors should leave Baimang Fangtian first, and then I can't be disturbed by anyone, not even human spirits." ”

Mo Shi Xingyun flashed and agreed.

As long as the condensed star essence of the human spirit does not leave the Yanshi for five hundred meters, it will not have any effect.

Mo Qiuhuai was very pleased, but he didn't expect the master to ask without asking, so he followed "Huang" through the water curtain.

The next thing can only be done by Mo Qiuhuai alone.

......

Outside the water curtain, a sea of clouds.

Looking at the endless clouds and mist ahead, the ink master Xingyun flickered, turning into an elegant old man in a black robe, his short beard was very energetic, his long gray hair was also tied into a Taoist bun, and a green hosta was inserted into a bun, with a blue hairband fluttering in the wind.

"Huang" stood side by side with Master Mo and asked, "You don't want to ask anything." ”

Master Mo shook his head and said, "If you are willing to say, you will naturally say it, but if you don't want to say it, it is useless for me to ask." Now I am no longer like the person I used to be, and I have an uncontrollable curiosity about everything. I can't help Qiu Huai on his way, I originally thought that I knew the future and could help him. Looking back suddenly, I found that the future is no longer the future of the past, and Mo Qiuhuai is no longer the Mo Qiuhuai of the past, and I am still the current me. ”

"Huang" laughed loudly: "Hmm...... Very philosophical...... But I understand you. From the moment Mo Qiuhuai stepped into this world, the future has been changed beyond recognition, maybe the former self in your mind is really just a dream of God, you can recall, but you can't delve into it, and now it can't be taken seriously. ”

"What do you mean......" the ink master muttered.

"Huang" Zhengse said: "My meaning is very simple, no matter what you used to be, it is an illusory memory that has disappeared." Everything in the past is false, everything in the present is true, and the future is not yet certain, and it is not yet known. Mo Shi is Mo Shi, Mo Qiuhuai is Mo Qiuhuai, no matter what happens to the two of you in the future, there can be no conflict at this point. ”

"The old man understands what you mean. The ink master said in a deep voice.

"Huang" raised his sleeves, above the sea of clouds, the clouds flew up, forming two cloud chairs and cloud square tables, above the square table, the clouds converged into a pot of tea and two small cups.

"Huang" nodded and sat on the cloud bench first, looking leisurely.

Mo Shi followed, sat down with a worried heart, and suddenly felt a softness in his buttocks, which was very comfortable.

The cloud pot flew up and tilted on its own, pouring two cups of tea, light and colorless, like white clouds condensing water.

It tastes cold and bursting, but there is the fragrance of tea wandering between the mouths, which is wonderful.

"This is Kunlun's cloud tea, which is a superb product of Yunshan Mountain Curtain, and I don't tell him about ordinary people. "Huang" quipped.

Master Mo took a few sips of tea, smashed his tongue a few times, and replied, "Interesting...... This is the first time I have tasted the taste of the world as a human spirit, and I really miss it. Your place is indeed like a fairyland, just this cloud tea, it can actually be tasted by Yanling, it's a miracle!"

"Huang" sighed and said: "Mo Lao doesn't know anything, only if people can pass the examination questions of the balance of time and bring the Bodhi tree back to life, can they open up the warping space to and from Kunlun." I've been waiting here for 10,000 years, and I'm still waiting for my old friend after all, but it's already been a matter of fact, I'm still me, and he's not him!"

"You're playing a pantomime again. ”

"You'll know what I mean in the future, Master Mo, aren't you curious about what Brother Mo is doing now? I can see that you care about him very much. Or rather, you've already made it your own. ”

Mo Shi put down the teacup and said: "Didn't you just say that Mo Shi is Mo Shi, Mo Qiuhuai is Mo Qiuhuai, and the two should be clearly distinguished? ”

"Yellow" eyes flickered, no wonder Master Mo didn't have any questions, and directly followed him and left Baimang Fangtian, it seems...... After all, he still underestimated the hundred-year-old demon in front of him.

"Alas...... That's it...... I'd better tell you, you are also his elder, and you have the right to know. This time, in order to cultivate Bodhi, Brother Mo may take his life. ”

The ink master squinted at him, with a hint of anger.

"Don't look at me like that, I believe that he has his own natural appearance, after all, I know that he has a future that none of you know, so he will definitely survive. It's just that...... It's just some pain and suffering. ”

Master Mo didn't speak, because he knew that "Huang" was going to tell himself how Mo Qiuhuai was going to cultivate Bodhi Zi next.