Twisted Realm

This corridor is only about 2.23 meters high, which seems a bit depressing. The corridor seems to be excavated in the mountain.

Because it is too low and dark, Meng Xuan always thinks of the tomb or the underworld unconsciously when he looks at this corridor.

What bothered Meng Xuan the most was that since he left the sticky passage, he had a familiar feeling.

An eerie sense of solidification and unreality.

It's very similar to the feeling of being in the house in the mirror before.

What the **** is this place?

Meng Xuan frowned. The familiar feeling when he passed through the passage before made him instinctively feel that this place is very complicated, and maybe there are some unknown secrets hidden in it.

Why did the tree of deception enter here? Was it also swallowed by the stone face by coincidence?

Filled with doubts, he meditated carefully, stood there for a while, and sensed it carefully, confirming that there seemed to be no danger in the corridor.

At the same time, he also looked at the hand of the ceremony pointer that would end in about half an hour. The pointer was pointing to the front of the corridor at this moment.

Whether it is to find the tree of deception or to understand the unknown land that may contain great secrets, he must go down the corridor.

Meng Xuan rested for a while, calmed down his mood, and walked slowly forward along the corridor.

His spirit is very vigilant, and he does not dare to relax in the slightest, ready to deal with the danger in the corridor at any time.

Although the evil eye secret pattern brought him a strong sense of danger, this sense of danger is not omnipotent. If the opponent's strength and inspiration are far stronger than him, or he uses special skills to make some concealment , this hunch is likely to be counteracted.

Just like just now, his mental power not only did not perceive the existence of the stone face, but also did not notice the sense of crisis that the stone face suddenly burst out.

Pong! !

Just when he took the first step, there was a sudden movement from a distance in front of the corridor.

The candlestick-like things on both sides suddenly floated white phosphorous fire out of thin air, floating above the candlestick, and the white flame swayed slowly.

An extremely strange feeling came to Meng Xuan's heart.

Meng Xuan took a deep breath and walked forward.

No danger was encountered, except for the two fluttering phosphorous fires, there was no abnormality in the corridor.

Meng Xuan looked carefully at the stone walls on both sides of the corridor.

Under the trance-like light that the white phosphorous fire kept swaying, something different appeared around the corridor.

This is a peculiar texture, or it should not be called a texture, but a special feeling.

A "sense of presence".

This kind of feeling is mysterious. Meng Xuan clearly feels that there is something painted on the wall, but there is nothing on the wall, and it is completely empty.

At first, he thought it was his own illusion, but after observing for dozens of seconds, he determined that there was something inexplicable on the wall, but the naked eye, inspiration and spiritual power were completely invisible.

exists and does not exist.

The opposite of reality and reality.

This seems to be a paradox.

"paradox······"

Meng Xuan whispered the word to himself, as if he had remembered something.

After looking at it for a while, he shook his head helplessly, gave up the idea of ​​continuing to look at the walls of the corridor, and began to look at the candlestick-like thing floating with white phosphorous fire.

The material of this candlestick-shaped thing should be some kind of bone, and some strange rituals should be solidified on it.

Meng Xuan instinctively felt that this might be a good thing, Xu Shi grabbed the candlestick with both hands and exerted a little force, trying to see if he could pull it down and take it away.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard Meng Xuan tried, the candlestick would remain motionless.

Meng Xuan sighed and gave up his plan to search for treasures.

Once again determined that there should not be much abnormality ahead, Meng Xuan started to walk forward again.

After walking forward for about four or five steps, and leaving the range of the first mural behind him, the light of the phosphorous fire was already very dim, and the surroundings returned to darkness.

Pong! !

Suddenly, two new groups of phosphorous fires appeared on the other two candlesticks in front.

At the same time, the two phosphorous fires on the candlestick behind Meng Xuan suddenly went out.

"interesting."

Meng Xuan pondered for a while, and immediately looked at the stone wall under the swaying white phosphorous fire.

Sure enough, a new pattern appeared on the stone wall.

This time the picture is visible, but the meaning is still unclear.

What Meng Xuan saw was a mess of meaningless figures, lines and nodes, and it was completely impossible to connect them with the word "meaning".

Meng Xuan shook his head, knowing that he might not be able to study the meaning of these patterns thoroughly, and continued to walk forward.

Another two groups of phosphorous fires rose from the candlestick, and the phosphorous fires behind them disappeared, as if they could not exist at the same time.

Meng Xuan looked at the third stone wall. This time, he found that a neat and logical pattern finally appeared on the stone wall~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This made his eyes bright, and he hurriedly looked at the stone wall.

This is the shape of two ellipses that overlap vertically and horizontally. There is a vertical line staggered between the two endpoints of the ellipse that are far apart, which just presents a perfect cross shape.

For some reason, seeing this pattern, Meng Xuan thought of Nelson's Eye.

If those complex lines and patterns are removed, the specific image of Nelson's Eye is actually the shape of two ovals intersecting horizontally and vertically.

Seeing this, his interest became stronger.

Walk quickly towards the front.

The phosphorous fire at the rear went out, and the new phosphorous fire started to burn. The swaying speed of these phosphorous fires seemed to be accelerating, and the darkness and light flashed alternately, giving people a groggy, trance-like feeling.

Meng Xuan knew that this was a means of hypnosis and confusion, so he calmed down his will and continued to look at the stone wall.

This time, the pattern on the stone wall seems to be back to chaos.

A large number of meaningless clumps of threads and shimmering stars are intertwined, forming an inexplicable pattern.

Meng Xuan frowned. Could it be that the patterns on the stone walls have no rules at all? Is everything just random graffiti of some existence? No meaning at all?

Are you thinking too much?

Meng Xuan continued to walk forward.

The white phosphorous flames flickered more violently, alternating light and dark rapidly, making it seem as if everything around them came alive.

Meng Xuan stared at the same frescoes on both sides of the stone wall, slightly stunned.

The mural seems to "move" under the flickering light and shadow.

On the oval rings of different sizes, shining little dots are on the oval ring, moving with the slow flow of the ring.

"Starry sky? Galaxy? Universe?"