Traveling around the world, I have a sign-in system

"What do you think? Where is the bucket you were asked to bring? What have you been doing? Look, these things have grown up, but you still have nothing to put in the spiritual spring water to soak your strange seeds!" Grandma Mo looked at her speechlessly.

Mo Xiaoye suddenly remembered, but she was forcibly taken away by Emperor Donghua at that time, and she didn't have time to take anything with her, not even the washbasin that fell on the ground.

She touched her index fingers together without saying anything, but just shook her head slightly.

"Haha, you're in trouble!" Grandma Mo asked with certainty! As a child she had raised since childhood, her innocent look showed that something big had happened, or she was in trouble.

Mo Xiaoye smiled and hugged her grandmother's arms: "Grandma, I have found a master who is an immortal, and I have started to cultivate immortality. Grandma, wait for me to find a method that suits you, and then you can cultivate immortality too. I don't want to be the only one left in this world in a few decades."

Grandma Mo looked at her in shock: "What did you say?"

Mo Xiaoye repeated seriously: "I said, I worshipped a divine master and started to cultivate immortality. Grandma can also cultivate immortality with me in the future."

Grandma Mo was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. It took her a long time to come back to her senses, and then she hugged Mo Xiaoye tightly: "My dear granddaughter, I didn't expect you to have such an opportunity.

However, cultivating immortality is not an easy task. You must practice hard and not let your master down.

Also, grandma is old, I don’t know if I can learn to cultivate immortality, but as long as you are happy, grandma will support you. "

Mo Xiaoye was so moved that her eyes became moist. She knew that her grandmother had always been the one who loved her the most.

She secretly vowed to cultivate herself well and sign in diligently. It would be best if she could sign in with a suitable technique.

Mo Xiaoye looked at the ripe vegetables and golden wheat, and a smile appeared on her lips.

She closed her eyes and thought, and saw all the ripe crops in the field disappear in an instant.

At this time, Grandma Mo was about to say a few more words to Mo Xiaoye, but suddenly she found that all the fruits, vegetables and wheat in front of her had disappeared.

She couldn't help but shout in panic: "Hey? Where are my vegetables? My wheat! Why are they all gone!" Her voice was full of fear and confusion.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaoye quickly opened her eyes, her eyes full of smiles, and hurriedly comforted her: "Hahaha, grandma, don't worry, I put those things away with my mind!"

Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Grandma Mo's eyes, but she immediately regained her composure.

She patted Mo Xiaoye's shoulder gently and said in a reproachful tone: "Oh, girl, you scared me! I thought I had worked so hard to grow these vegetables, but now all of a sudden they are gone!" Although she complained, Grandma Mo's eyes were full of relief.

Mo Xiaoye smiled and pointed, and the bag of strange seeds appeared out of thin air and then automatically sank into the soil.

"I just discovered this recently. This space is completely under my control. Whether it's planting things or harvesting vegetables and fruits, I can do it as long as I think about it. It's not like when I first got this space, I always felt a little awkward."

Mo Xiaoye pointed at the spiritual spring again, and the spring water flew into the air like rain, and gradually fell on the small piece of land.

Gradually, sprouts appeared on the strange seeds in the soil. They grew taller little by little, and stopped when they reached the height of a palm.

It looks emerald green, with leaves that have fine stripes and are a light purple.

Mo Xiaoye came over curiously and said, "Grandma, what do you think this is?" He was very sure that he had never seen this thing before. After all, there were no gods in his own world, but there were even gods in this world. So what was wrong with having more strange things?

"I don't know. I have never seen this kind of plant in my life. Moreover, its leaves are so small. They look a bit like leeks, but they have lines on them and are a light purple color. They don't look like leeks at all." Grandma Mo stared at the leek-like plant in front of her with confusion.

Grandma Mo thought for a while and said to Mo Xiaoye: "But I think there are gods in this world, so could this thing be useful to people who practice cultivation?" But her tone was full of uncertainty.

Mo Xiaoye nodded: "That's right! There are many immortal cultivators in this world, so it's normal to have items that we don't recognize."

Mo Xiaoye thought that she needed to practice hard while she still had more than two months in this world, and strive to reach the realm of the Supreme Immortal as soon as possible, so she turned her head and looked at Grandma Mo: "Grandma, I want to go out to practice. The training resources given by the master are too advanced. I can't use them for the time being. I have to upgrade my level before I can use them."

Grandma Mo looked at her with a smile on her face: "Okay, then go quickly." She knew that she couldn't hold her granddaughter back, as she was going to become an immortal in the future.

But Mo Xiaoye remembered that the space was more than ten meters above the ground, and she had to be well prepared before leaving.

Her body began to fall. She looked around and found that it was a canyon. She pointed her toes and stepped on the cliff several times to relieve the force of the downward rush.

After landing on the ground, she looked around and saw that the earth was cracked, the trees were dry, and the place was desolate. She used her lightness skills to leave the canyon!

As soon as he came out of the canyon, Mo Xiaoye stood on a high peak and looked down. There was a small village below with some smoke rising from the chimneys and faint sounds of someone crying.

A hoarse voice said, "Husband, our food is almost gone, but the weeds and tree barks on the mountain have been cleared away. Why doesn't God send rain? What should we do if this continues?"

Another weak voice, like a man, sighed deeply: "Alas, my lady, there is nothing we can do! It has not rained for more than a year. Several villages nearby have already started to flee from famine."

Another woman went on to say, "That's right. It hasn't rained in two years. Even if we don't starve to death, we will die of thirst. But I seemed to hear the village chief say that the meeting will probably be about fleeing the famine tomorrow. Jincheng is in the south, and there's plenty of rain there, so we must go to the south." Her voice was a little weak.

Mo Xiaoye's heart trembled. The word "escape from famine" made her feel inexplicably frightened. Once upon a time in Yan Country, a documentary recorded the story of people exchanging their own children for food on the road to escape from famine. What a horrible thing that was.

When she saw the documentary, she felt very sad. Those children who had not yet grown up were cooked and eaten. People did not dare to cook their own children so they exchanged them with others. There were also countless people who starved to death on the road.

Mo Xiaoye had never thought about it, nor dared to think that he would encounter such a thing.

She thought of the time when she was in Yan Country, when the high temperature killed all the crops. If this continued for two or three years, would Yan Country become like the one in the documentary?

Thinking that a lot of food can be grown in space, I wonder if I can secretly send them some food at night.

At least in this way, there will be no such thing as cannibalism.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoye turned around and entered the space again: "Xiaoye, why are you here again? Didn't you say you were going out to practice?"

Grandma Mo found that her granddaughter had just gone out and now came back in. She didn't know if something had happened, so she hurried over to ask.