Chapter 404 (1/2)

He groped in the dark for four hours. After the second tide passed, he had gone deep, but the cave in front of him still seemed endless.

Xiang Yang is a little strange. In his feeling, it seems that his direction is slowly rising again. What's going on?

After a few hours, a little light appeared in front of him. His heart sank and moved forward. As expected, there was another Fuyu mountain, but the orientation changed

He wasted most of his time. He just wandered around the passage and couldn't find out where the water came from

In the next few days, he drilled all the caves where Jiuxi and Shiba streams were located, but he still got nothing. Even if he explored carefully with his spiritual sense, he could not find the source of the water flow. It was like this tidal surge came out of thin air.

”How strange!”

In a small mountain beside the Fuyu holy mountain, Xiang Yang sat quietly on a rock, overlooking the foot of the holy mountain, thinking bitterly.

This is the forbidden area of Fuyu sect. No friars will disturb it. There is silence in the mountains and forests. Occasionally, there is a sound of birds.

”Dada, dada...” Xiang Yang flicked his finger on the rock, knowing that the sea was running fast.

Slowly, his eyes lit up, and he unexpectedly missed a problem that should have been found long ago, intentionally or unintentionally.

In the past few days, in order to prevent repetition, he kept records every time he went in and out, but why did he come out from a different source every time? There should be 27 holes in Jiuxi eighteen streams, but he went in 14 times and came out 14 times. It should be 28 before and after. One more time... Where was that time?

He tried to recall that his fingers changed from flicking to unconscious drawing, and smoothed all the routes again and again.

However, no matter how he recalls, none of the 14 exits are the same, and the entrance is the same, without repetition. He can't figure out where it is with his memory.

”Are nine streams and eighteen streams actually ten streams and eighteen streams or nine streams and nineteen streams?”

Xiang Yang was so curious that he simply got up and went to the foot of Fuyu mountain. This time he didn't enter the cave, but turned around the foot of the mountain.

There are countless holes here, but there are only a few that can spray ground water and gather into streams. The sacred mountain is tall and straight, but the mountain is not too wide. It's only tens of miles to go around. If you don't want to investigate carefully, you'll have to work for a while.

When the circle came down, Xiang Yang's face became a little ugly.

Nine streams and eighteen streams, no more than one, no less than one. What about the hole that comes out? What the hell?

He has enough confidence in his memory. He can't be wrong at all.

But this strange thing happened

At this time, judgment became extremely important. In this mysterious and mysterious situation, Xiang Yang quickly made an analysis.

There is only one possibility that he mistakenly entered a certain array, and was intentionally or unintentionally affected his thinking and memory by the force of the array, resulting in an illusion.