The pangolin was about to fly forward when Han Sanqian pulled him so hard that he almost couldn't stop the car. He glanced at Han Sanqian dejectedly and said, "What are you doing? You've already let me fuck you, and you haven't allowed me to show my full potential."
Have you shown your value?"
"Are you stupid?" Han Sanqian glared at him angrily: "Look around carefully."
The pangolin looked back at his surroundings. There were fairy auras everywhere and low peach groves everywhere. Apart from the vast expanse as far as the eye could see, he didn't notice anything unusual.
However, if you don't tell me, you don't know. When you mention it, the pangolin really feels that there is something strange, but he can't tell what is strange.
"Come on, what's wrong around here?" He looked at Han Sanqian strangely.
"The place we are in is called Taozhiyuan, right?" Han Sanqian said.
The pangolin nodded without thinking, this was indeed the case, there was nothing to say.
"Because I came in after being unconscious, I don't know how you entered here. However, there are only two types of existences in this place. One is that this is a hidden place in a desolate and desolate land of demons.
This is a small place in the world, a corner of peace, the so-called paradise, right?"
The pangolin nodded, there was nothing wrong with that at all.
"The other kind is the realm of earth similar to that of the Qilin clan, where a certain location is hidden in the space using secret methods, right?"
The pangolin also nodded.
"But these two methods, no matter which method they are, must have one thing in common, that is, no matter how large the internal space is, it will not be much larger."
One mountain is big, or several mountains are big, one island is big, or several islands are big.
It can be a living place that accommodates tens of thousands of people, or it can be an independent ecological circle that encompasses thousands of people, but its size is always limited.
At least, this is the case for those who practice Taoism, and there is a distance.
But the problem is that if Han Sanqian and Pangolin regard the previous palace as their starting point, then based on the time and distance they flew, this place will be almost endless.
After all, the two of them had flown almost all the way from morning until night fell and the moon began to rise.
In such a long time, judging from the speed of the two of them, they could at least cross several cities in the Bafang World, but here, they haven't reached the end yet.
This is incredible.
After all, how big can the source of peach be?
With such a big place, how can it not be disturbed by the world? With their reputation as Phoenix Daughters, how can this place be so peaceful?
These are contrary to the facts.
Therefore, there can only be one result, and that is this place. It can never be as big as it seems now.
There is a problem!
There is definitely a problem.
"So, what you are saying is that we encountered the so-called ghost beating the wall? In fact, it has been spinning in circles?" The pangolin understood what Han Sanqian meant, looked around carefully, and seemed to be aware of it.
Han Sanqian nodded unequivocally: "If there are such a large number of peach sources, how many peaches are there? With this wealth alone, I think the peach source will not be able to avoid the invasion of war at all."
"And if it exists in space, like the Kirin Holy Land or the Void Sect, its area will be large, but it will definitely not be much larger."
The surroundings are surrounded by fairy spirit, and the peach groves are very similar. It seems that they are different in the mist, but if you look closely, they seem to be the same everywhere.
"Then what should we do now? Break the situation?" Pangolin frowned.
The more something blocks you, the more often the thing you want most is there. After all, there is no three hundred taels of silver here.
"The so-called maze is just the art of Bagua and Five Elements. Didn't you learn it from Qinglong? Try again?" Pangolin said: "I think once we get out of this maze, we will be able to see tomorrow through the clouds.
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Han Sanqian did not speak, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes scanned the surrounding environment. At this time, in Han Sanqian's eyes and mind, the surrounding environment began to intersect with lines, and weaved into a sub-picture.
, constantly meeting with Han Sanqian.
Seeing Han Sanqian's serious look, the pangolin did not dare to disturb him and waited quietly next to him.
"What kind of maze is this?" Han Sanqian frowned even more tightly, as if he was very confused.
