My Debauched Devotion Chapter 89: 500 years ago, you finally remembered being a teacher

"Xiao Ran?"

Liu Mingyang shouted, there was no sound in front of him, there was no response, and no echo was even heard.

This empty déjà vu scene made him feel tight.

He walked forward quickly, went to speculate where Xiao Ran disappeared, and looked for it.

There are no stone cracks or caves nearby.

"Brother Xiao?"

He yelled again, but still did not respond.

He swung his sword violently and slashed around, digging into a cave within a radius of several feet, without seeing Xiao Ran.

The same way of disappearing as Team Leader Cao.

Space spells?

But he didn't notice a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, and he didn't even see any spiritual patterns, restrictions or formations.

Disappear out of thin air?

He felt that his surroundings were too quiet, and even the floating mist was gone.

"General...General?"

He subconsciously changed the honorific name, and his voice was obviously trembling, as if he was about to be swallowed by the claustrophobic space.

Suddenly!

I don't know where, I don't know the distance, there is a faint voice.

"You are finally willing to call me a general."

Liu Mingyang straightened up suddenly.

"Are you still there?"

"I have been there, but you are gone."

Xiao Ran's voice is calm, misty, and it sounds indifferent, but it feels extremely reliable.

Liu Mingyang was taken aback for a moment, and looked around, it was the same pattern as before.

"What does it mean that I am gone?"

Xiao Ran sighed.

"There is a gap in your heart, don't patronize physical training, forget the mind."

Liu Mingyang still looked dumbfounded, thinking, my mentality is not bad.

Xiao Ran said:

"Do as I say."

Xiao Ran's voice is not made by mouth or divine sense, but some kind of soul trembling.

Liu Mingyang couldn't help it. Even if he heard the voice, he couldn't locate Xiao Ran by his spiritual sense, so he had to do it.

"Good."

"One step back, three steps to the left...three and a half steps, this is the position, just meditate on your mind, and then I will pull you back."

Liu Mingyang walked to the designated location, a little unconvinced, took out housekeeping methods——

Ten Thousand Buddhas Meditation.

Sit down cross-legged and meditate. It took about half a moment before he managed to achieve selflessness.

A big hand reached out from nowhere, and pulled him into the ripples of space.

Liu Mingyang woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and a magnificent underground maze appeared in front of him.

Like a dungeon!

Looking back, it was indeed the river that Xiao Ran and him had walked through just now.

There is no trace of the cave house dug out later.

Xiao Ran grabbed Liu Mingyang's shoulders and dared not relax for a moment.

"Your sword is too strong and too messy that you fall into a parallel river without knowing it."

Liu Mingyang asked blankly:

"Parallel space?"

"Sure it."

Xiao Ran patted him on the shoulder, and said with earnest heart:

"Sword heart is clear to stabilize the way forward."

This guy is so young that he can educate people to be honest, so people can’t refute......

Actually, Liu Mingyang's mentality is not bad. He could clearly argue with Cao before.

Helpless Xiao Ran is too strong!

"You mean, Team Leader Cao also entered the maze by mistake?"

"It should be."

Xiao Ran thought to himself, not everyone has the qualifications to stray into the maze, even he almost went wrong.

Relying on the keen consciousness of the resonance mentality, I walked straight all the way, saw the maze, and then endured the attraction of the maze, and reflexively positioned Liu Mingyang.

Presumably this team leader Cao is not a simple character, at least he is much more advanced than Liu Mingyang!

"Why did Lead Cao enter by mistake and didn't look back for me?"

Liu Mingyang asked again.

Xiao Ran explained:

"That's because his Taoist heart is not firm enough."

In other words, you are better than Team Leader Cao?

You are awesome, you are reasonable.

Liu Mingyang has nothing to say.

Xiao Ran said:

"Let's go."

Liu Mingyang took a closer look at the maze.

The labyrinth looks like a city, with dark high walls extending into the sky invisible to the naked eye, or an abyss.

There are seals all around.

The empty voice from the palace mouth seems to have an inexplicable attraction. It is pulling your nerves and pulling your limbs, making you want to go in.

The more attracted, the more Liu Mingyang stopped and dared not move, and asked cautiously:

"Why is there such a big maze underground in Wuyan City?"

"Is it big?"

For Xiao Ran, the maze is like a maze map for a single player game.

You said big, it's really big.

If you say it is small, it is probably only a few dozen megabytes of space.

This involves high-order spatial laws.

Xiao Ran can only gain insights by relying on the resonance of the spirit and the full-level construction skills, which is difficult to study, and naturally he cannot explain clearly to Liu Mingyang in plain and easy-to-understand language.

Liu Mingyang didn't know what to do, he only knew it was a certain spatial spell, but he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power.

"Is the inscription really here?"

"I looked at the map of underground fortifications. If the inscription is in Wuyan City, it can only be here."

The two entered the maze.

The laneway is about three feet wide.

It's very quiet around.

Nethermist can't penetrate it either.

The high walls on both sides extend indefinitely to the unknown, making the palace lanes empty, and the two of them are extremely small.

Occasionally, scratching blood stains can be seen on both sides of the black wall, some are white, some are black, and some are fresh.

A thin layer of white ash is spread on the ground.

Xiao Ran bent down, stretched out his hand and smeared with white ash, and after a closer look, it was actually human ashes.

The ashes are some years old, hundreds of years ago, thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years...

Is it really an ancient inscription?

Xiao Ran said:

"It seems that in the past, many people strayed into the maze to find Beiwen and died here."

Liu Mingyang was a little flustered instinctively, but his face was calm.

"It's okay."

You can be a ghost!

Xiao Ran only said:

"It's already here. It's useless to panic. If you find Beiwen, you won't die. Hold my clothes. Don't let go under any circumstances."

The two walked one after another like this.

Every time you pass an intersection, there are six fork roads up, down, front, back, left, and right, nested layer by layer, interlocking, as if you are in an endless ocean.

Xiao Ran took a closer look. The labyrinth distorted the space. The self-enclosed topological space like the Mobius ring makes it easy for people to lose the sense of space.

Liu Mingyang has long known about the north, south, east and west.

"Are you sure you are on the right path?"

Xiao Ran shook his head.

"Not sure, I'm also working on the row."

Xiao Ran anchored the master with the resonance method and the blood jade bone. It is impossible to get lost, but it will take some time to reach the center of the maze.

I don’t know how far I have traveled, and I don’t know how long it has been.

The two found one person leaning on the corner of the wall.

This is a chubby young mortal man, wearing a gray practice gown, but his skin is white, he seems to be a rich family.

The body does not seem to be a serious problem, but the person leaned against the corner of the wall motionless, like a dead body.

The eyes were frozen and straight... as if they had been dead for a thousand years.

Xiao Ran squatted down, checked carefully, and confirmed:

"This person should have only entered the maze in the past few days. His body is still fresh, but his heart is dead."

Liu Mingyang suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"You mean..."

"Yes, not only space is distorted here, but also time."

Xiao Ran then took out a heart-strength medicine refined by his uncle and tried to wake him up.

This medicine is half-poisonous and half-god. Look at the sky.

The young man convulsed for a while, suffocated his breath, and vomited black blood.

However, the eyes were resurrected, full of bloodshot eyes, and the spirit looked extremely tired, but he held Xiao Ran's wrist with both hands.

"It's been a thousand years... Am I still alive? Am I a fairy? Are you a fairy?"

Xiao Ran shook his head.

"I am a disciple of Zongzhishan, I came to save you, only a few days have passed."

The young man calmed down a bit, and after a long time, he took a look at his body. The flesh and blood were fresh and everything was normal. Then he let go of Xiao Ran's hand.

"Thank you, senior fairy for your help!"

Xiao Ran frowned and asked him:

"Who are you? With your strength, it is impossible to enter the maze."

Young people:

"My name is Wang Fugui. I am a disciple of the national teacher. I came in with the national teacher. I didn't get long after I came in. I was soon lost."

The national teacher is here?

Xiao Ran glanced subconsciously. This person's Changchun Gong has already reached the first level.

But even if Changchun Gong has reached the first level, he is still a rookie, why did the national teacher bring such a cumbersome disciple in?

Xiao Ran suddenly thought of something.

"Where did you come from? How many people came in total?"

Wang Fugui Road:

"We have a total of 108 disciples who came in from the deep well in the south of the city."

Xiao Ran asked:

"More than a hundred of you, all of you have cultivated to the first level of Changchun Gong?"

"How did you know?"

Wang Fugui was a little surprised.

After all, before Wuyan City was swallowed, only ten people practiced the first level, and the rest of the people practiced the first level after inhaling the mist.

Xiao Ran understands.

Guoji is positioned as the soul of Changchun Gong!

One hundred and eight people, the branches are everywhere in the maze. The national teacher can sense the rest of the people with his long-chunk skill, so he can avoid a lot of detours, which is also considered an unresolved way.

Wang Fugui stared at Xiao Ran for a while, still a little puzzled.

"The national teacher took more than one hundred people and all were lost. Senior Immortal came in alone. Is there a way to get out?"

"A person?"

Xiao Ran was taken aback and turned back suddenly.

Good guy!

Liu Mingyang is no longer there...

Xiao Ran immediately dissipated his spiritual consciousness and looked around for a while, but Mao couldn't find it.

This guy is afraid that he has already gone one hundred and eight thousand miles away~IndoMTL.com~ I don't know which space or dynasty.

No way, although Liu Mingyang is an elite of the Dao League, he is too poor for this maze.

Xiao Ran turned around and was about to ask Wang Fugui about the situation of the National Teacher.

Wang Fugui suddenly looked horrified and pointed behind Xiao Ran and shouted:

"Ghost, ghost!"

Xiao Ran looked back again.

I saw the shadowy shadow, a long-haired female shadow like Sadako came slowly.

The female movie is very scary, but the chest is a bit big...

As soon as she turned her head, the female shadow suddenly flashed, and she threw herself on Xiao Ran, pinched his cheeks with her hands, and cursed weakly and wanted to cry without tears.

"You wicked disciple...Five hundred years, did you finally remember to find a teacher!"