Chapter 55 The Four Doors (2/2)

In between speeches, Ye Liuyun's fingers moved as fast as lightning and landed on various vital points on Xiao Zhu's body.

The depth of his Kung Fu was even more unpredictable than the last time Shen Lian met him. Xiao Zhu only felt a slight headache and a mild fainting, and she was already under the control of Ye Liuyun.

Kuhui nodded. Both of them were likely to enter the path of Celestialism. He would not want to miss the chance to observe the encounter of the two.

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The moon blended in well with the night, shining over the lonely looking arbor.

There was only Shen Lian left in the arbor. The second challenge was for him to walk out of it.

Shen Lian felt his pulse. The clock was ticking, seconds and minutes passed.

It was a revelation to him that they were asked to have a meal before, as the second challenge required time.

Shen Lian did nothing but wait.

He was waiting for the night to be over and for the sun to rise.

It had been eighteen hours since the moment the owner left.

The food he had before was being digested, bit by bit.

The moon was indeed fading in the picture, but it was not starting to disappear. It did not seem like the sun would rise anytime soon too.

The entire arbor, along with the garden outside was real. The smell of the grass and the flowers, the flowing water – they were not imaginary.

However, there was an oddity – there were not any insects buzzing or humming.

Speaking of insects, there was not even an ant.

Shen Lian's spiritual eye could detect even the tiniest objects. However, he did not detect any living things.

Other than the occasional wind, there was not any other sound.

Staying in this situation would make anyone feel uncomfortable, even for just an hour; not to mention the eighteen hours Shen Lian had endured.

Shen Lian tried to meditate, but he realized he could not enter the zone1. Regardless, his mind was extremely clear.

The unspoken loneliness seeped in his heart. He felt that under this situation, he was not too different from the non-living objects around him – the grass, the trees, the bamboo, and even the rocks.

It was only in the extreme silence and boredom, that one would meet the most formidable enemy – loneliness.

It was only until then he realized the importance of having someone around to speak to. He would go as far to accept a cat or an insect.

He needed a correspondence.

The only correspondence he could get was probably the moonlight and the wind.

Other than the slight change in location for the moon, nothing much changed in the garden.

The wind came from all four corners, and the strength of each wind did not differ much.

To be exact, the scenery of the garden from all corners were the same. The only difference would be when the moonlight changed direction as time went on as the shadow changed.

Shen Lian finally stood up and he walked towards one direction. He went across the flower bush and saw the thick fog again.

Underneath his feet was a green stoned pavement. His every step was firm.

Beyond the thick fog, there were four doors.state of concentration