the Black Lotus floats quietly on the bank, swaying and trembling by the ripples of the green river. The light and leisurely breath spreads into the air, like light flow and slow, deep and elegant. The three foot round lotus platform covered by nine black leaves is not large enough to accommodate only one person to sit on.

after just a look, Mo ran seems to understand something. The nameless green water can't resist the sky or wade in the water. Only one lotus platform is like a boat crossing the river. It has shown many problems.

turning around happily, Mo ran glanced at all the people, smiled and said:...