The inky star bead that showed out of the palm of his hand.

Mo Xie watched his movements, his eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he meant.

"This is the Fu clan, if the old man's calculation is correct, the Fu clan is no longer there at this time, and it is out of the game like this star bead." br>

Mo Xie is the one in the know, the Fu clan has been captured by Li Yuan, naturally it no longer exists, this Wanfu Temple stands on a lonely mountain, far away from the world, and the road between the Fu clan is not close.

Could it be that this old monk really has the ability to count the heavens?

He remembered what he had said when he played against the old monk.

"The donor is not from the Xia Kingdom, he came here for the obsession in his heart, but the donor is a very human minister, sometimes one thought can become a Buddha, and sometimes one thought can also become a demon."

Connecting with it now, Mo Xie really felt a little in awe at this time.

The Fu clan is just a pawn,

"Now that you know the Fu clan and you know about the Fu clan, do you know why this person looks the same as me?"

"The Buddha said that everything in the world depends on cause and effect. The cause is begotten, and the effect is begotten. Where there is a cause, there must be an effect, and where there is an effect, there must be a cause. From cause to effect, cause and effect are always present. The Ten Realms of Enlightenment are nothing more than cause and effect."

"What do you mean?" Mo Xie frowned slightly.

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, the old man can only say that when he sees this effect, he must find the cause, and there must be a reason." The old monk still refused to say.

Mo Xie was a little irritable, he was sure that he had no brothers, he believed that there would be people in the world who looked similar, but Fu Xie was a chess piece, so this matter was definitely not accidental,

He had also been figuring out what the old monk meant, and suddenly raised his eyes to meet his gaze. The latter nodded slightly.

The old monk didn't seem to say anything, but in fact he said everything.

"Since someone has set up a game, and I am also a pawn, I want to know who the person who laid out the layout is sacred." Mo Xie's thin lips are lightly hooked.

This is what he said in his heart, and the person who laid out the layout not only understands the contradictions between different races and different races, but also understands the grievances between him and Wanlemen.

His grievances with Wanlemen can be traced back to many years ago, and the chess piece of Fulu is either coming at him or going away to Yu Jin.

"Since you know about Fulu, do you know Wanlemen, or Yu Jinyuan?" Mo Xie's voice landed, and a pair of black eyes stared at the old monk.

The old monk's eyes drooped slightly.

"This person is as noble as you, but he is also bound by obsessions, everyone has obsessions, and you are also his obsession." The old monk sighed.

Mo Xie's eyes were as deep as obscurity.

Just as they were talking, the old monk glanced at the astrolabe casually, his gaze froze, and his gray brow furrowed slightly.

"Donor, it's time for you to leave."

Mo Xie couldn't read the astrolabe, and couldn't understand why he said that.

"Stranger, go deep into the enemy's den, natural danger lurks, the old man finally advises the benefactor, let go of the obsession, and go back to where you should go."

Mo Xie's eyes were slightly Ling, and the implication of his words was that his whereabouts had been exposed, which was pushed out in front of him and only by astrolabe.

If that's the case, then he has to take it, but he won't leave.

In addition, he can also verify some of the things that the old monk said.

"Master, since you know what my obsession is, you should know that I can't give up. Thank you for your answer, I've been taught." Mo Xie folded his hands and bowed his head reverently.

"Amitabha." The old monk also folded his hands and bowed back.

When I looked up again, there was no more Mo Xie's figure in front of me.