The doubts in his heart about whether the Xuanming City he saw today was the Xuanming City yesterday made Wang Xu uneasy.
If so, it means that Guixiao can make corresponding adjustments, has a certain degree of freedom, and even has a concept of time.
If not, it means that not only Xuanming City will appear randomly, but the time inside is also random. It is very likely that every day in it corresponds to a day that actually happened.
With this doubt, Wang Xu decided to go deep into the dangerous situation and enter Xuanming City to find out.
Pretending to be unobtrusive, Wang Xu walked toward the city gate and observed the captain's expression.
When the captain saw him, he didn't react in any way, as if he couldn't see the wilderness outside and still thought he was guarding the city gate.
After passing the city gate, Wang Xu continued to walk inside. The vendors were still the same vendors, but they looked younger.
"Let's go, hurry up and follow us, let's play hide and seek!"
A group of children ran past him and ran towards a big locust tree.
Wang Xu's eyes were strange. There was a little guy with a runny nose in the crowd. Wasn't he the boy who tried to talk to him yesterday but was dragged away by his friends?
Compared with yesterday, the little boy has obviously become smaller. If yesterday's little boy was six or seven years old, today's little boy is only five or six years old at most.
In adults, the difference between one and two years is not obvious. In children, those who are one or two years younger can be at least half a head shorter.
"The time is indeed wrong. The time here is at least half a year earlier than yesterday. It seems that the time in Xuanming City that appears randomly is also random."
The more Wang Xu saw, the more certain he became about this concept. Unfortunately, there was no time measurement in Xuanming City, so he could not clearly determine the exact time.
"No, Xuanming City disappeared yesterday. What happened to the sick man who stayed in the city?" Wang Xu suddenly thought of the sick man who was captured by the Xuanming Army.
The sick young master is not a ghost. When the ghost disappears, he is left in the same place or is assimilated by the ghost.
If the ghosts can assimilate and no one leaves the ghosts before dawn, then I must not stay in the ghosts overnight.
Thinking of this, Wang Xu quickly left the city and rushed to the location of Xuanming City last night.
Hurrying slowly, at ten o'clock at noon, Wang Xu finally arrived.
As far as I can see, where Xuanming City was located last night, there was only a long stretch of yellow sand, and there were no traces of human habitation.
"Sure enough, he's not here!"
Wang Xu stood in mid-air and looked around, but found no traces left by the sick man.
If the sick man is left behind when the ghosts transfer, even if he doesn't wait here, at least he will leave conspicuous traces that he can see.
There was nothing, indicating that the sick man was probably killed.
Either he was killed by the Xuan Ming Army, or he was assimilated into a ghost slave by the ghosts. The chance of surviving was very small.
Of course, just because it's small doesn't mean there's no chance.
There is also a small chance that Mr. Feng was taken away by the disappearing ghost and hidden in a corner of Xuanming City.
After scanning the long yellow sand, Wang Xu turned around and left, flying back to where Xuanming City is today.
Before it got dark, Wang Xu rushed to the brightly lit Xuanming City. From a distance, it looked like a real city.
It was already dark, and Wang Xu did not dare to go in rashly. Instead, he was a hundred miles away from the scene and looked at the city with a critical eye.
As for what happened to Mr. Sick, that was not what he cared about right now. If Mr. Sick was lucky enough, he might not be dead yet. If he was unlucky, then there would be nothing to say.
The top priority is not to find the sick son, but to figure out the operating rules of Xuanming City. He will not risk going in again until he knows when Xuanming City disappears and when it appears.
There is no sun in Xuanmingtian, but there are days and nights. The brightness of the sky constantly adjusts as time goes by.
When it gets dark, it naturally becomes night.
When it's almost dawn, the sky will gradually light up, just like a sensor light, it's very mysterious.
Wang Xu sat outside the city and let time pass by.
After dark, Xuanming City entered night, and as white light began to appear on the horizon, Xuanming City began to melt under the light like ice and snow.
It is like a mirage, changing from reality to illusion, but not knowing where to go from illusion to reality.
Wang Xu watched quietly, and finally concluded that the location of Xuanming City changes day by day, and the time is also constantly changing.
People in Xuanming City perform their own duties and react accordingly according to their own personalities, seemingly just like normal people.
The only difference is that they ignore the outside world. For example, the captain guarding the door will ignore the desert outside. Normal people would have noticed something was wrong, but they have no reaction at all.
Another point is that there is no timekeeping tool in Xuanming City.
This shouldn't be the case. A complete city must contain timing tools. It's obviously abnormal to not have one here.
Perhaps time is contrary to some laws of Xuanming City, no, Xuanming Ghostly, so this is the reason for the lack of this aspect.
The sky became brighter and brighter, and eventually, Xuanming City turned into nothing and disappeared without a trace in front of Wang Xu.
Wang Xu knew that Xuanming City left, disappeared and then went to another place. That was the beginning of another day.
After Xuanming City completely disappeared, Wang Xu also embarked on a journey, on the one hand to find the new location of Xuanming City, and on the other hand to see how big this world is.
Maybe the emperor's tomb has nothing to do with Xuanming City and is just placed somewhere in the world, Wang Xu comforted himself.
For three days in a row, Wang Xu never encountered Xuanming City again, nor did he reach the end of the world.
He was not surprised by this. The real Xuanmingtian was not necessarily smaller than the Tianwu Continent. Even though Xuanmingtian was now ruined and a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, it couldn't be too small.
Time passed, and on the afternoon of the seventh day, Wang Xu still did not find Xuanming City, but he reached the end of the world.
The end of the world is covered with chaotic storms. This kind of storm king will have a headache when he comes, and those below the seventh level are not even qualified to enter.
Wang Xu was also unable to enter and had to turn back.
A month later, he still hadn't encountered Xuanming City, but he had figured out the general scope of Xuanmingtian.
The ruined Xuan Mingtian was about one-third the size of the Eastern Territory. There was no grass growing, only long stretches of yellow sand, and there were no living creatures at all.
On the 35th day after entering Xuanmingtian, Wang Xu, who was wandering around, faintly noticed something was wrong.
Before entering Xuanmingtian, he had made an agreement with Ancestor Wu Ge. If everything went well, he would return within a month.
Now, the one-month period has come, and seeing that he has not returned, the Shi Mo Sect should have sent more manpower.
After a few days, he found nothing. It seemed that the sect had not sent anyone here at all.
What is going on? Could it be that the Holy Land in the Central Region has discovered the secrets in Bailu Academy and restrained the power of the Shimo Sect?
It shouldn't be. Even if the secret of Bailu Academy is exposed and the outside world has been blocked by the Central Holy Land, why haven't I seen anyone from the Central Holy Land in Xuan Ming Tian?
On the 37th day, more than a month later, Wang Xu met Xuanming City again.
There are two problems before him now. One is to continue exploring Xuanming City and find the location of the emperor's tomb, and the other is to rise into the sky and break through the world's membrane to return to the surface.
After hesitating for a long time, Wang Xu was still unwilling to return like this. He was already in Baoshan, how could he return empty-handed.
What if it was really blocked by the Central Territory Holy Land? Wouldn't he have been working hard for years to make wedding dresses for others?
Moreover, the fact that the power of the First Demon Sect did not arrive as expected may not be due to the above reasons.
In some worlds, the speed of time itself is very fast, and there are also worlds with high speeds of 1:100 and 1:10,000.
For example, in the world of Devouring Starry Sky, there is a training tower with a time flow rate as high as 1:10,000.
There are ten thousand years here, and only one year in the outside world. It is a treasure land for cultivating magical powers.
We have never seen such a place in the Tianwu world. This is because the Tianwu world lacks the law of immortality, and even the emperor dare not practice like this. Otherwise, in a world with high flow speed, without the corresponding longevity yuan as support, the faster the flow of time, the faster the death.
However, in the mythical era where the law of immortality has not yet been extinguished, high-level monks do not have to worry about longevity. The concept of time there is not necessarily 1:1.