I'm trapped in a cube

Shen Ping picked up a branch and poked it at the strange immortals.

The branches penetrated the robes of the "immortals" and pierced out from the other side.

"Hoo~"

It turned out to be an illusion, and Shen Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

When the rainbow light stopped flickering, the bodies of these immortals were completely solid, and their bodies were extremely delicate, no different from real things.

At this moment, Shen Ping noticed a dazzling golden light emerging from the wooden pavilion high up. After a closer look, it turned out that all the tiles on the roof had turned into golden color, which was extremely magical.

At the same time, all the immortals suddenly raised their heads and looked at the shining golden roof.

Their steps were very unified, and they walked up the last stone staircase towards the pavilion.

As they walked, the group of immortals made strange noises, like a combination of bursting bubbles and scraping scales, slowly forming a rustling whisper.

While monitoring his physical condition, Shen Ping followed these immortals into the pavilion and came to a door engraved with countless patterns.

The door is also a wooden structure. Although the patterns on the top are messy, when combined, they look very mysterious and have a strange beauty.

The immortals lined up and walked towards the gate one by one. They raised their hands and intertwined their index fingers and thumbs to form a regular oval shape. Then they walked directly through the gate and entered the pavilion with a burst of golden light.

Shen Ping stood at the end and curiously observed the strange behaviors of these immortals.

He didn't do whatever he wanted because these were all illusions. Instead, he lined up obediently and waited until all the immortals entered before he came to the gate.

When he arrived at the door, he discovered that the mysterious patterns on the door were not words or strange things.

But various sea creatures.

This door is like a scroll with countless patterns of sea creatures drawn on it.

They formed a circle, like ripples on the sea surface, spreading continuously from the inside to the outside, and the blank spaces were dotted with some small patterns that Shen Ping could not distinguish.

Shen Ping observed carefully and found that many of these sea creatures were unfamiliar to him and looked very strange.

He looked along the middle to the edge, round and round, but these creatures seemed to be endless, and he could never see the edge.

Shen Ping's eyes approached the edge of the door, then went beyond the edge, looking into the distance. Those patterns were always there.

On the pillars of the pavilion.

In front of a closed window.

On the rocky hill outside the pavilion.

In the sky.

…

This is a painting that extends infinitely!

It wasn't until Shen Ping was flashed by golden light that he suddenly came to his senses.

"What just happened to me?"

He remembered seeing fish swimming outside the universe!

There's something wrong with this gate.

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Shen Ping quickly took out the relic and monitored his body.

There are no mutations or distortions, everything is normal.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, cheered up and looked at the center of the door again. Among the circles of ripples, there was a strange oval pattern, like an olive.

Shen Ping suddenly realized that the gestures used by the immortals before were the meaning of this pattern.

After finding the key point, Shen Ping quickly lowered his head and stopped staring at the door.

He raised his hand, imitating the immortals before, and made the shape of the olive with his hand.

Suddenly, the circle formed by his fingers suddenly blurred, and Shen Ping seemed to see a blue sea through his hands.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a sudden attraction coming from the front, just like the feeling of being sucked when climbing out of the water.

So he couldn't help but took a step forward and passed through the door. The dazzling golden light flashed through his eyes.

When Shen Ping stood still and recovered from the dazzling light, he was already standing in a huge, brightly lit pavilion.

"Why is it night?"

Shen Ping saw the stars outside the window at a glance.

Countless immortals gathered in the pavilion. Their strange heads were illuminated by the lights in the pavilion. The air was filled with woody incense. The whispers here also turned into a hoarse sonoration, similar to some kind of broken guqin.

For a moment, Shen Ping couldn't tell whether he had come to another space or whether everything in front of him was an illusion.

The experience I had when I first walked through the door was not like a fantasy.

Thinking of this, he poked the crab fairy next to him with the branch he still carried with him, and as expected, passed through again.

And the immortal didn't react at all and ignored him at all.

"It's still an illusion." Shen Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe he just passed through the gate just because he imitated the gestures of those immortals, which triggered some mechanism and pulled him into the pavilion.

The stars outside should also be illusions.

While Shen Ping was thinking, he noticed that the sound of the broken piano became louder and louder. After a while, all the immortals looked at the height of the pavilion at the same time.

Shen Ping followed the gazes of the immortals and saw an oval-shaped hole appearing high in the sky in the center of the pavilion.

Then, the oval cavity suddenly filled with water and turned into a huge blue olive.

Shen Ping felt the feeling of being sucked into the water again. Fortunately, this feeling was not obvious now.

A lobster-headed immortal stepped forward, raised his hand, and once again made the shape of the olive.

Just when Shen Ping was confused, he saw a shocking scene.

The sea surface rippled in the hollow, spitting out a shining golden relic.

The relic slowly descended and came to the front of the lobster-headed immortal.

Upon seeing this, the lobster head changed his hands to receive the relic, and then slowly backed away, allowing another immortal to step forward.

"Is this handing out relics?" A strange thought suddenly came to Shen Ping's mind.

Sure enough, Shen Ping's guess was correct. These immortals stepped forward one by one and took the relics into their hands.

They lined up unhurriedly, and after getting the relics, they carefully put them away, then walked to the door silently, and left the pavilion facing the golden light.

"How come this blue olive has so many relics?"

Seeing these immortals walking out one by one with their relics, Shen Ping felt very uncomfortable.

Why is this all an illusion?

It was like watching a treasure mountain that could not be excavated. Shen Ping could only silently take out the equipment to record the appearance of these relics.

"I hope these materials can be sold for some money. There are so many relics."

He could only comfort himself in this way.

It wasn't until all the immortals left the pavilion that Shen Ping reluctantly took back the recording equipment.

However, the blue olives in the sky have not disappeared, they are still floating quietly in the air, and the waves are rolling.

Looking at the blue olive that still existed, Shen Ping walked under it by mistake, and made the same gestures as the immortals before.

He was soon amused by his own behavior and laughed at himself: "What am I doing? It's all an illusion. Can you give me one?"

However, things were not as he expected.

The sea surface rippled, and a sparkling relic appeared out of thin air and slowly fell.