Creation Color Master

Seeing that Chu Mo had been tricked, Yao Guangxiao, who was worried about Chu Mo's safety, had no choice but to agree and go on stage with Chu Mo.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the performer smiled and said, "Okay, please move to the middle so that everyone can see you."

Chu Mo only felt his head was dizzy at that time, and he agreed as if he couldn't control himself.

Now he was in a difficult situation. Fortunately, Yao Guangxiao was by his side, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and move towards the center.

Moreover, Chu Mo discovered that this person had controlled his mind at some point in time. His methods were mysterious and his cultivation was profound. Chu Mo speculated from his methods that he must be an illusionist.

"Dear readers, please keep your eyes open and don't be distracted. Look over here."

"Next, I will show you a garden full of spring scenery."

Then he took out a cloth bag from the shelf nearby, came to Chu Mo and said, "My dear little brother, I need your cooperation from now on. Do as I say. Do you understand?"

Chu Mo looked straight ahead and just nodded.

Chu Mo felt that he was tricked because he made eye contact with him, so when he was talking to him just now, he did not give him any chance to look directly into his eyes.

As if noticing Chu Mo's actions, the performer's smile became even brighter. Facing the crowd, he reminded again: "Dear audience, please pay attention."

Then he said to Chu Mo: "Please stretch out your hands, little brother, and take the cloth bag. There is ordinary soil in the cloth bag. You can grab some and show it to everyone later. At the same time, please help his family confirm whether it is ordinary soil."

Chu Mo took the cloth bag which was only the size of his fist, looked at it carefully, and found that it was just a cloth bag made of ordinary cloth, without any special features. Then he opened the cloth bag, grabbed the pitiful amount of soil inside, and showed it to the crowd.

Chu Mo was sure that even the soil was ordinary soil, very common and available everywhere. He was also curious about what he was going to do when he fell to the ground.

After Chu Mo confirmed it, the performing man said, "How about this, little brother, can you now tell everyone loudly whether this soil can be found everywhere?"

Chu Mo cooperated very well and said, "As you have just seen, the soil is just ordinary soil. I also secretly checked the cloth bag containing the soil. There is no mechanism at all."

The performing man said to Chu Mo: "Well, then please put the soil in your hand into mine."

Chu Mo did as he was told, and the man showed everyone the soil again.

Chu Mo knew that the highlight was coming.

So I watched the performer's every move carefully, and saw him slowly clench the soil in his hand, then raise his fist, and the soil began to flow out slowly from between his fingers. At first it was like a gurgling stream, and then it was like a waterfall, with more and more soil flowing out, and the speed of flow was getting faster and faster.

Soon, the soil was gathered and spread out, and flower beds appeared on the ground.

A small handful of soil can create a flower bed more than three meters long. This not only surprised Chu Mo, but also shocked the audience around him.

Yao Guangxiao, who was the only one standing aside, smiled intriguingly when he saw this scene.

The performance continued. The man took another package from the shelf and said, "Here are some flower seeds I randomly collected in the fall. Do you have any questions?"

A group of people stretched their necks, vying to confirm it with their own eyes.

As he spoke, he walked around the outermost layer before arriving in front of the flower bed that had been prepared earlier.

Then spread the seeds in the cloth bag little by little and scatter them in the soil of the flower bed.

Then, the performing man came to Chu Mo again and said, "Sir, do you have any water or something like that? To prevent fraud, I will use what you prepared to perform the next time. How about that?"

The crowd, full of curiosity, began to respond, and at the same time, they were looking forward to Chu Mo quickly bringing out the water and starting the next performance.

Chu Mo's mind shifted, and he said, "Sorry, I didn't bring any water with me today, but I brought a jar of wine with me. I don't know if it can be used."

The performing man realized that Chu Mo was deliberately making things difficult for him, but he still said very easily: "Okay, this will better reflect the authenticity of my performance."

Taking advantage of this time, Chu Mo took out a jar of Hantu wine. Chu Mo looked at the cold Hantu wine and wanted to see how it would perform the Spring in the Garden.

"Everyone has seen that this wine belongs to this young master. I didn't prepare it in advance. Now the highlight is coming. Everyone open your eyes and watch carefully."

The man began to rub his hands continuously, and wisps of dark clouds emerged from between his fingers. Then he opened his hands, and a dark cloud flashing with electric light floated above his right hand.

The performing man immediately said, "Next, please pour all the wine in your hand onto the dark cloud in my right hand."

Seeing such a fantastic scene, the crowd began to exclaim in amazement and everyone started talking about it. Some were amazed, some were skeptical, some made random guesses, and some even said that Chu Mo was a proxy.

But those in the town who knew Chu Mo quickly refuted the man.

Just as everyone was talking, Chu Mo poured all the Hantu wine in his hand into the dark cloud.

The performing man motioned Chu Mo to step back, then shouted: "Stand up!"

I saw the dark clouds on the right began to rise towards the sky and expand in the wind. Soon they had covered the surroundings. The sky suddenly darkened and the people in the crowd looked up at the sky in surprise.

"Click"

A bright flash of lightning streaked through the dark clouds, illuminating everyone's surprised faces, and a loud thunder exploded in everyone's ears.

Chu Mo stood there in a daze. Seeing this scene, Chu Mo kept telling himself that everything was fake, everything was just an illusion and should not be taken seriously.

But the rolling dark clouds, the roaring thunder in the ears, the lightning flashing in the eyes, etc., what is the difference between everything and reality? You can see it and touch it. Is everything real or fake?

Just when Chu Mo was still struggling with the truth, raindrops began to fall from the sky.

The big raindrops fell on my cheeks, giving me a cool and refreshing feeling.

The rain gradually got heavier, Chu Mo's hair and clothes were wet, and the feeling of restraint against their skin was so strong, this feeling could not be achieved by just illusion.

Then, the performer pointed to the flower bed and said, "Look everyone, the seeds are starting to sprout, grow, and bloom. The garden is full of spring colors for everyone."

At this time, the flower beds were full of gorgeous flowers, including peonies, Clivias, roses, lilies, etc. Each of them was so bright and full of vitality.

Chu Mo stared blankly at the spring scenery in the garden. The performer picked a flower with golden threads and silver stamens from it and put it in Chu Mo's hand. He said, "Thank you for your cooperation, little brother. This flower with golden threads and silver stamens is for you."

Then, as the performer waved his hand, the spring flowers in the garden began to wither one after another, falling into the flower beds and merging into the soil, leaving only seeds on the ground.

I don't know when the rain stopped, but in just a few seconds, Chu Mo seemed to see the continuation of a seed, from germination to withering, a short period of time is a reincarnation. When his mind became clear, it seemed as if a very long time had passed.