Shi Mu glanced around, and his heart skipped a beat.
With himself as the center, eight passages appeared in the surrounding gray mist, all of which looked like tall gray walls on both sides and a gray hollow in the middle.
After some observation, each of these passages looked exactly like the other passages around it from the entrance, which looked quite strange.
Shi Mu's eyes were focused, and a ray of spiritual consciousness was released, extending towards one of the passages.
However, after reaching a distance of less than ten feet, the spiritual consciousness seemed to have hit a soft wall. Although there was no sign of damage, it could not move forward.
Seeing this, Shi Mu smiled bitterly in his heart.
It seems that I am a little overconfident, thinking that I can easily complete this test, but I don't think that since this is a test left by the White Ape Ancestor, how can the difficulty be so small?
A golden light flashed in Shi Mu's eyes, and his spiritual power was activated instantly. His eyes scanned the entrances of the eight passages again, and he observed them carefully for a while, but still could not find any obvious differences.
In desperation, Shi Mu had no choice but to bite the bullet, chose one of them, and walked in slowly.
Not long after walking, he immediately discovered that the passage was still filled with a layer of fog, but it was much thinner than the fog walls on both sides. He waved his hand and waved away, and the fog dispersed in two directions. go.
Seeing this scene, Shi Mu had a sudden idea and reached out to the fog wall on the left to see if he could pass through the fog wall.
However, when his palm came into contact with the foggy wall, he only felt cold where he started. The touch was no different from that of a solid wall, and he could not pass through it at all.
Obviously, although these fog walls are made of condensed fog, they have some kind of forbidden protection.
He did not intend to use force to test. If the restriction set by the White Ape Ancestor could be broken by a person who had mastered the first level of Xuan Gong, then the restriction would be meaningless. If he was careless and self-defeating, the gain would outweigh the loss.
When he thought of this, Shi Mu was not too disappointed at the moment, collected his mood and continued to walk forward.
He walked straight through the gray fog passage for about a hundred feet, and finally came to a wider area where the fog seemed lighter, like an exit.
Shi Mu raised his eyebrows, quickened his pace, and walked over.
But when he walked out of the original passage and came to that area, he was immediately dumbfounded.
Because he saw eight more passages of gray mist suddenly appearing around him.
At a glance, Shi Mu suddenly discovered that those passages were exactly the same as the ones he had seen before. Even the subtle differences in the entrances of the passages that he had observed with his spiritual eyes were all exactly the same. .
Could it be that he has returned to where he just started?
Shi Mu was startled and frowned slightly. Although he didn't understand what was happening in front of him, he didn't panic too much and just observed the surrounding environment coldly.
Anyway, let’s go back the way we came and then try other roads.
With this thought in mind, Shi Mu retraced his steps, picked another passage, and walked in.
After a cup of tea, Shi Mu walked out from the end of the passage and took a look around. As expected, the situation was the same as after the first passage.
So, Shi Mu turned back the same way again, chose the third passage and walked in.
…
After going back and forth like this for three hours, Shi Mu walked out of a passage again.
He looked at the eight identical gray passages in front of him, and then he realized the seriousness of the problem, and the cold sweat on his forehead couldn't help but drip down.
He had tried to walk through all the eight passages starting from the origin, and also walked through all the seven passages connected to the back. However, he found that no matter how he walked, what greeted him was the same situation as at the origin.
There are eight unique channels.
At this moment, he felt as if he was trapped in a strange cycle. His soul was trapped in place and could not escape. Even if he returned to the original point, he could not leave this space at all.
His expression became a little cloudy and uncertain.
After all, there is a certain time limit for the soul to leave the body. If it leaves the body for too long, the vitality in the body will slowly pass away and dry up. Eventually, even if the soul escapes, it will no longer be able to fit in with the body, and then it will be troublesome.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but regret that he had been too trusting and entered here so easily.
After a long time, Shi Mu took a breath and his expression became firm again.
There is no point regretting now. The only way forward is to pass the test here. After all, if you don't get the second level of skills, you will most likely end up with your skills disappearing and your body destroyed.
After a while, he followed his memory again and returned to the original starting point. He looked at the eight passages ahead, chose the leftmost passage and walked in.
Since he couldn't find the correct path, he decided to try all the paths according to the most primitive method. He didn't believe that he couldn't find the correct passage.
More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Shi Mu stood in a gray passage with a gloomy expression on his face.
In the past half month, with great perseverance, he tried one route at a time, trying no less than ten thousand routes in total, and even drew a map of the roads he took.
But it was of no use. He still hadn't found the slightest pattern in the passages of this maze. He was still wandering around in the maze. Every time he came out of the passage, he was greeted by seven other passages that looked exactly the same.
…
At the same time, Shi Mu was in seclusion outside.
Cai'er squatted lazily on a big tree outside the secret room, squinting her eyes and looking a little drowsy.
A burst of footsteps came over, and Cai'er suddenly woke up and looked up.
A tall, middle-aged man with a body as fat as a ball walked over, wearing a small round hat on his head. It was Qi Feng, the steward.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Cai'er said as she flew down from the roof.
"Master Cai, as the end of the month approaches, I would like to report some matters concerning the spiritual land to the master of the palace. Please let me know." Qi Feng saluted Cai'er and said.
Ever since Leng Cuihuan practiced in seclusion, Qi Feng had been the leader of the attendants.
"Oh, is it a big deal?" Cai'er asked.
"It's not a big deal. Some of the spiritual herbs planted in the spiritual land are almost mature, so I would like to ask the master of the palace for instructions on how to deal with it." Qi Feng said.
"Shitou has been in retreat recently, you can just make up your own mind about these little things." Cai'er said impatiently.
Qi Feng saw that Cai'er seemed to be in a bad mood, so he quickly agreed and left.
After dismissing Qi Feng, Cai'er flew to the roof again and landed. She glanced at the closed door of the cave and felt quite depressed.
Since Shi Mu went into seclusion more than ten days ago, the connection between it and Shi Mu's spiritual consciousness has suddenly become vague, and the messages it sent have also fallen into the sea without any response.
This kind of situation has never happened before. During the three months of seclusion at Lingquan, Shi Mu at least responded to it, but now there is no news at all, which makes it quite worried whether Shi Mu is out of touch.
What happened.
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In the Heaven-turning Stick restricted maze, Shi Mu returned to the starting point at this moment, sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at the eight passages in front of him in silence, as if thinking about something.
He has completely calmed down now, and many attempts have made him understand that he will never get out of this maze with brute force and random wandering.
Now that he has been walking for nearly twenty days, he does not have much time. He must grasp the mystery of this maze.
Shi Mu closed his eyes and thought of all the situations he encountered in the maze these days.
The passages, the unpredictable terrain, and countless lines seemed to draw a complex pattern in his mind.
A quarter of an hour later, Shi Mu suddenly opened his eyes, with excitement on his face. The golden light in his eyes flashed as he looked at the eight passages in front of him. He quickly landed on the second passage on the left and stepped in.
Shi Mu walked in the passage, not very fast, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he looked around from time to time.
This time, he walked for a full half an hour, and in a flash before his eyes, the road finally came to an end, and eight identical passages appeared in front of him.
A smile appeared on his face, golden light flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the eight channels again for a moment, muttering something in his mouth, as if he was calculating something.
This time he watched for a full hour before finally locking his eyes on the second passage on the right and stepping in.
Stepping in, he glanced slightly, and his heart suddenly felt happy.
He took a deep breath and continued to move forward.
A quarter of an hour later, he reached the end again, and eight space passages appeared in front of him.
Shi Mu's eyes flashed with golden light, he flexed and stretched his fingers, kept counting, and muttered something in his mouth.
He stayed in front of the passage for a longer time. It took about two hours before he made a choice and stepped into a passage.
At this moment, he strode forward with a faint confident smile on his lips.
In the following time, the same situation occurred one after another, and together with the time at the origin, he made a total of seven choices.
"There should be one last level of trial..." Shi Mu took a breath, murmured to himself, and continued to move forward.
After walking for a quarter of an hour, the passage reached the end. His eyes flashed and he appeared in a huge space. As usual, eight passages appeared in front of him.
Shi Mu's expression changed, not because of the eight passages, but because of the sudden appearance of a green-haired young man in the open space in front of him. He was hesitating in front of the eight passages, walking back and forth in front of the eight passages, as if thinking hard.
This man is thin in stature, but his face is quite clear and handsome, and he looks rather handsome.
Shi Mu's appearance also immediately aroused the other person's idea. The person suddenly turned around, looked at Shi Mu, and shouted with a change of expression: