After a lot of communication, the old immortal finally believed that Wu Fan was indeed safe and sound, so he roughly described their location based on his memory.
Wu Fan closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then slightly reversed the map in his mind, and the route gradually became clear.
But at the same time, there was one thing that made him more concerned. He was really curious about what he had gone through before painting, so that he could draw such weird and hidden and inverted content.
It's a pity that even if he cared, it was useless. The man did not leave any more useful content for Wu Ren and the others before he died.
After calculating the route, Wufan put away his excess emotions and moved forward along the only possible path. Although it was chaos and there was no light at all, Wu Fan felt that the road in front of him was extremely clear, which was amazing.
Perhaps because he has experienced too much, Wu Fan has become accustomed to strange things. After all, he now has a clear goal. He must seize the time to find the exit and lead these people to escape before the space here collapses...
"What? My friend, you said you can see our true form? How is this possible?" During the conversation, the old immortal who was belatedly exclaimed.
"You devil, you are really making such a fuss. Didn't the class leader already say such a thing?" the actor choked.
"Why didn't Lao Xian know what happened when?" Lao Xian looked confused and felt like an outsider.
Having said this, Wu Fan could only re-describe the situation he had seen before.
"It's really strange. Little friend, what you described is indeed the appearance of the old immortal, but that is not what the old immortal looks like now..." Hearing this, the old immortal muttered.
Wu Fan nodded: "Yes... in short, everything here is weird, so it's better to be cautious."
Although it was a bit awkward to be followed by two illusions, fortunately, they had no impact on him, and Wu Fan could only turn a blind eye to them...
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Although the route here was winding, fortunately Wufan had a good memory and did not waste time on detours.
Just when he thought he could always flow unimpeded, an accident inevitably happened! At this moment, a high wall suddenly appeared on his way.
The reason why I say it appeared is because this high wall came so suddenly. Originally this long road was a smooth road, but when he took the last step, he saw the high wall appearing in front of him.
Wu Fan was a little confused. He had been following the instructions on the map, so there should be no reason for anything to go wrong.
"How could this be a dead end? Am I blinded?"
He planned to return to the intersection, but as soon as he took a step back, he saw that the high wall in front of him had disappeared without warning. So he tentatively took a step forward, and sure enough, he saw the high wall appearing in front of him again, and when he stepped back, the result was the same as before.
"My little friend, what are you doing back and forth here?" Seeing Wu Fan walking back and forth, the old immortal couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing, it's just that there is a high wall blocking the road here. It seems that we can only take a detour." Wu Fan said helplessly.
"Wall? Where did the high wall come from?" Looking at the empty space in front of him, the old immortal felt suspicious.
"This wall...can't you see it?" Wu Fan pointed in front of him.
"Master, we did not see the existence of a high wall..." The actor said, "But if we go further, there will be a river blocking the road. This road is indeed impassable."
"River? Where did the river come from?" Looking at the empty space in front of him, the old immortal doubted his own eyes, "Let me tell you, you two, are you teaming up to tease me?"
After a brief silence, Wu Fan vaguely noticed something, but this feeling was fleeting and he could not capture it no matter what.
"Old Immortal, do you remember that there is the same route as here on the map?" Wu Fan suddenly remembered something.
"Let me think about it..." The old immortal pondered for a moment, and then continued: "I remember, but..."
"But what?"
"Those routes seem to be on the wall..." Because the routes on the wall happened to be very similar to the first few routes he saw, but once put together, it made him dizzy, so his impression of these routes Extraordinarily profound.
Wufan originally wanted to stay away from the ups and downs, winding and twisting routes on the wall. But now in order to find a way out, he really has no choice.
"It doesn't matter anymore...Old immortal, you can lead the way."
With that said, the group of people turned around and headed towards a fork in the road.
Although they were walking on the same route, Wu Fan didn't feel any familiarity in his heart. When he arrived at the same position as before, he found that there was no high wall blocking him anymore, instead there was an endless river.
"Little friend, there should be no problem now, right?" Seeing that the road in front of him was clear, the old immortal asked.
"Master, please be patient!" Seeing this, the opera ghost hurriedly shouted: "There is a high wall blocking the way in front of you!"
Wu Fan frowned: "Strange...this time it was me who saw the river you just mentioned..."
"Huh?" The old fairy was a little confused. Although it knew that the two would not tease it, what it saw with its own eyes clearly did not match what the two said.
"Old immortal, try another path."
"good…"
Although time was tight, for the sake of safety, several people still tried the same road over and over again.
Even though these routes have the same appearance, the scenery the three of them see is quite different. Later, Lao Xian finally came to his senses and understood why the two of them sounded so nervous.
"The old immortal really doubted that man's mental state when he was ghost-drawing the talisman. He could actually draw eight hundred shapes of a dead end..." The old immortal used his brain a lot today and got a headache again.
"No..." Wu Fan rubbed his eyebrows, "If the person was unconscious when he was drawing, he wouldn't be able to draw the lines so clearly, so I think we must have missed something."
"Sigh... Even if this guy can still stay awake, he was frightened and got seriously ill. How can a normal person repeat a dead end so many times?" Lao Xian complained.
"Repeat...repeat? That's it...that's it!" The speaker has no intention of listening, but the listener has the intention. Wu Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Old immortal, you are right! I understand, I understand!"
"Huh?" The old immortal was confused. He seemed to have just complained casually.
"In order to find the passage, I have been focusing on piecing together the routes! No wonder these routes cannot be connected no matter what. It turns out that I was wrong from the beginning!" As he spoke, Wu Fan raised the spiritual stick and sketched it on the ground. Lines come.
"These routes are only similar in appearance, but in fact there are subtle differences that are difficult to detect with the naked eye. It uses the changes in the surrounding scenery to give me the same illusion..."
"So if we ignore the changes in the surrounding scenery and combine the previous routes into one, the real path will appear in front of us."
Merging the previously crooked routes, when Ufan finished his last stroke, a straight road appeared!
And the direction pointed at the end of the road turned out to be a narrow intersection that they would ignore every time they passed by.
"Huh? When did there be an extra road here?" Looking along Wu Fan's mark, the old immortal exclaimed. He also looked at the ghost-drawing talismans, but he never noticed that there was a bifurcation here.
"Although I don't know what his intentions were for hiding his way out so deeply, since we have found the right path, let's leave this place of right and wrong first!"
Now that the route was determined, Wu Fan no longer hesitated. He came to the entrance and ducked into the crack in front of him...
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"Oh! This young master is really discerning! Let me tell you, this is our most famous wine, 'March Pear'! Say one more thing, young master, don't think I'm nagging you. Back then, we were still an unknown small business. The tavern has developed into today's 'Golden Pear Village' only because of the 'March Pear'!"
"Boss...since you said that someone will pay for it, how about we give it a try?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Wu Fan was startled: "Yuan Hua?"
Following the sound, Wu Fan saw Yuan Hua's figure as expected, but compared with his last memory, Yuan Hua looked much more immature at this time.
"Be careful, you are half a monk after all..." Just as Yuan Hua's voice fell, another voice rang out.
Wu Fan turned around and saw that the person speaking was actually dressed as a person from the Moon Viewing Altar, and it was himself pretending to be Qing She.
"Who...are you?" Wu Fan frowned and subconsciously reached out to grab them, but he caught two jade bottles in his hands, and the lively scene in front of him had disappeared.
"Thank you, ancestor, for giving me the clothes. The quality of the clothes is really good. This is the first time I have worn such good clothes, so I will definitely carry forward the Jade Pot Sect."
A childish voice sounded from beside him.
"This...why is it still me?" Wu Fan felt his mind went blank, and he froze on the spot holding two jade bottles.
"To produce fluids and satisfy my hunger... With these two things, I shouldn't starve to death..."
Wu Fan on the opposite side didn't seem to see him, so he took the two jade bottles and swallowed them one by one. His face was much rosier than before.
Wu Fan squeezed his empty fist and suddenly laughed at himself. Now he didn't even notice that the child took away the jade bottle in his hand.
"This little brother, your name is Wu Fan?" Wu Fan wanted to find out what was going on with him now, so he could only try to say hello.
The result was as expected. "Ufan" on the opposite side didn't respond at all when he heard what he said. He just muttered something to himself.
"It's really strange, why can I touch the jade bottle, but can't touch myself?" Wu Fan tried to reach out to "himself", but ended up touching nothing. He couldn't even touch the jade bottle in the other person's hand. arrive.
Wu Fan sighed, turned around and saw the jade slip at the top of the cabinet, and subconsciously took it into his hand.
"I still remember that the white jade slip and the black jade slip recorded the good and evil techniques respectively. It's a pity that I was too weak to use them at that time! Although I have always kept the ancestor's warning in mind, who would have thought that I would always keep it in mind. Hiding your strength, death will still come to you..."
"If I had known this earlier, I should have had my revenge and resentment. Maybe I wouldn't have ended up like this... Oops!"
While he was thinking this, a thunder suddenly sounded in Wu Fan's ears, and he was so shocked that he dropped the jade slip in his hand to the ground.
"Eh? What is this? Why is it exactly the same as the black jade slip before?" "Wufan" who was patting his belly was also frightened and carefully picked up the jade slip.
Seeing this, Wu Fan couldn't help but take a breath. He lowered his head and looked at the leather on the table, only to see that the last few words on it were still clearly visible.
"It's thundering, don't be scared."
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