Chu Yang was not willing to do this, so he released his mental power and re-explored this area.

I found that there was nothing else except those seams.

"Ten Thousand Blades!" Chu Yang whispered, and the cone shape of Ten Thousand Blades behind him just formed, then dissipated into nothingness.

This place is still a forbidden zone. Spiritual power cannot be used.

Chu Yang sighed helplessly and sat down cross-legged.

Looking at those slits, spiritual power filled the air.

Since we can't find any other exit, let's just treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Perhaps, it is not necessary to fix all the seams.

Fortunately, it is not too difficult to fill these gaps with mental power. It is just a bit strenuous.

Chu Yang calculated silently in his heart. Based on the time it takes for a seam mark and a stick of incense to burn, it would take at least three and a half months to get out.

Including the rest period, I'm afraid it won't be less than five months.

If the seams are more than what you see now, it will take longer.

All in all, I may have to stay here for more than a year.

Knowing the worst plan, Chu Yang forced himself to calm down. There was no point in being anxious. Now, he could only take one step at a time and find an opportunity to escape.

"Huh," Chu Yang breathed a long sigh of relief.

The mental power spread upwards and began to solve the cracks one after another.

At six hours, Chu Yang frowned.

He found that the rules of the seams here had changed.

Before, I encountered resistance, but now, as I wander through the seams, the seams in them suddenly become larger and smaller, and if I am not careful, I will start all over again.

I have done it all over again several times.

I don't know how long it took, but this seam also disappeared into the air.

"Are you playing with me?"

Chu Yang felt a little angry.

He discovered that these seams not only grew larger and smaller, but also changed their routes.

Even some seams are no longer door-shaped, but have become triangles, four sides, and irregular arc shapes.

Chu Yang looked around suspiciously, feeling that something was not simple here.

Seeing that there was no movement around him, Chu Yang's mental power filled the air again.

Three days later, Chu Yang could no longer control his temper.

"What the hell, what are all these things? I want to go out, but I have to walk through a maze first?"

Chu Yang discovered that these seams contained a variety of routes. If he made a mistake, he would have to start all over again.

Moreover, Chu Yang died on the same route several times.

He didn't find any rules at all that could help him understand the route of the maze. He could only run around blindly.

The most important thing is that Chu Yang discovered a seam that could only accommodate the amount of mental power the size of a hair can enter.

My own mental power can only be compressed to the size of my index finger.

It's more than a hundred times bigger than a hair.

"You are making things difficult for me!" Chu Yang lowered his head and sighed. Then, Chu Yang breathed a long sigh of relief and thought to himself: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Be calm."

"Then, let's do it one by one. If we have to complete it, then compressing the mental power to the size of a hair is the most difficult, but it will be the most beneficial to breaking the situation later."

In Chu Yang's mind, "Ten Thousand Blades" appeared in the spiritual sea.

Nourishing Spirit can increase the amount of spiritual power.

The "Ten Thousand Blades" can improve the quality of mental power and make it easier to control mental power.

With a "boom", Chu Yang's spiritual sea surged. A pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow hit him directly.

Chu Yang subconsciously wanted to stop the "Ten Thousand Blades" technique, but he couldn't stop it at all.

I don't know how much time passed before Chu Yang lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

When I woke up again, although my mental strength had changed slightly, it was still not enough to compress it to the size of a hair.

Now Chu Yang, under extreme circumstances, can compress his mental power to the size of a hair.

However, that requires almost perfect control, which is simply impossible to achieve.

Chu Yang sighed secretly. He originally wanted to improve the quality of his mental power to a certain level, so that the mental power particles could reach half of the hair, and even if his control was poor, he could pass through the cracks.

However, the quality of his mental power is very likely to have reached the peak of a fourth-grade spiritual master. The room for improvement is not very large. Instead of improving the quality now, it is better to directly improve the control.

However, this place is smooth and clean, and there is not even a piece of land. How can we improve our control?

Chu Yang flew out and searched everywhere.

Seeing some cracks that could be solved, Chu Yang solved them.

If it can't be solved, just keep it.

Now, we can only take one step and see one step.

"Oops!" When Chu Yang's mental power penetrated into a seam, at the end of the seam was a millstone. His mental power could not pass through this millstone at all.

A stinging pain hit Chu Yang's mind, as if someone was holding a stick and stirring it continuously.

Moreover, an inexplicable suction force is pulling on his mental power, making it impossible for him to escape. At this speed, he will become a mindless corpse in less than a stick of incense.

"Calm down, don't panic!" Chu Yang was anxious, but he forced himself to calm down.

Chu Yang abandoned everything and immersed himself in it. In front of Chu Yang's eyes was a complex maze, in which countless millstones were spinning in front of Chu Yang's eyes.

After Chu Yang chose to enter one of them, the next moment,

A new millstone will appear ahead.

Chu Yang patiently continued to combine the characteristics of the millstone to change his mental power.

Some millstones rotate quickly, which speeds up the movement of mental energy.

Some millstones have small gaps, so they compress their mental energy to allow themselves to pass.

Some millstones contain inexplicable gravity, which strengthens their mental strength and prevents them from falling.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Yang finally passed through the millstone and returned to the white space.

Chu Yang lay on the ground, panting.

This time, I almost became a living dead!

"This is something designed by some pervert, isn't it so disgusting?" Chu Yang, who escaped and ascended to heaven, looked at the sky and cursed angrily.

"Um?"

After almost recovering, Chu Yang checked his mental power and found that his mental power could be compressed to about two-thirds of its original size.

"Could it be that this is not a simple closed place, but a special inheritance place?" Chu Yang thought.

"It's very possible that this is not a place of inheritance, but a place for cultivating Gu. If you can reach the standard, you will live. If you can't, you will die." Chu Yang had a new idea.

Chu Yang forced himself to cheer up, although there was some unknown substance floating in this space, which could replenish his mental power to a certain extent and prevent him from starving to death.

But, as time goes by, no one knows what will happen.

Chu Yangqiang cheered up and flew to other places again.

With this improvement, many seams that could not be solved before can be solved.

Moreover, Chu Yang discovered that it was not that those millstones did not exist in other places, but that the distance between the millstones was so large that he did not notice them at all and simply walked past them.

After that, Chu Yang encountered cracks that he obviously couldn't solve several times, but he gritted his teeth and faced them directly.

Fortunately, after knowing the existence of those millstones, although it was painful, there was no life-threatening situation.

In this white space, time cannot be accurately calculated.

However, according to Chu Yang's estimation, he has stayed here for at least three months.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little anxious.

He had just pacified Mangeng Village, but he disappeared for three months. The people below might make some strange noises.

Moreover, in three months, Gengshan said everything was back. How would he deal with his disappearance?
Chapter completed!