Zhan Changfeng's team consisted of four people. Soon after everyone arrived, the island was closed.
"A total of thirty-two teams will participate in the competition. Please follow me if you are the conductor. The rest will wait at the corresponding entrance until the door is opened before you can enter."
The large-billed yellow bird flapped its wings and flew southward along the edge of the island. Zhan Changfeng and the eight or nine conductors waiting at the east gate followed.
It took them to a palace on the edge of the island, where the conductors of the other three entrances also came.
Zhan Changfeng really saw the figure of Yu Sheng and King Guang. They obviously saw her too, but the big-billed yellow bird was urging them hard, so there was no way they could exchange greetings.
Zhan Changfeng and King Heguang both nodded distantly, brushing aside the messy things in the Fengyun Realm and maintaining a superficial friendship.
When entering the door, Yu Sheng and Zhan Changfeng bumped into each other and said via voice transmission, "I heard that you are ruined."
When Zhan Changfeng was confused, there was something in his hand. It was a shadow stone. It was not just the image on the island of Spend a Lot of Money. The angle was secretly recorded.
"Someone recorded a conversation with an acquaintance, and passed it on once to two, and then to three, so I made a copy of it."
Zhan Changfeng raised his lips slightly, "How can a large spiritual vein be important to anyone? Do you still have such talk?"
There was no surprise in Yu Sheng's heart. She knew how meticulous Zhan Changfeng was. No matter what, she would not send the two Taoist friends up, but she could not even get the third one because she was short of two gold bars.
"Yes, I will show it to you after the competition is over. I just want to tell you something."
Zhan Changfeng is both dumb and appetizing.
The palace was dark, with a round table carved with jade in the center, surrounded by stone doors.
Zhan Changfeng pushed the door open at will and went in. Inside was a small single room with only room for one person to turn around. There was also a wide wooden bench. She turned around and pushed the stone door. The door did not move at all and could no longer be opened.
Everyone else is in the same situation.
The voice of the big-billed yellow bird came from outside, "The maze competition has officially begun. Commanders, please press your hands against the south-facing wall."
Zhan Changfeng pressed his hand against the wall as he was told, feeling a burning pain in his palm. At the same time, a picture appeared on the wall. Inside were Lingbo, Mingming, and Gongzi Lang.
"Can you hear the sound?"
The three of them had just entered the maze. Their cultivation was not restricted, but their perception and vision were suppressed, making them just like mortals.
When Zhan Changfeng's voice rang in their ears out of thin air, they looked around at the contestants who came in together, and finally determined that only they could hear the voice.
"You can hear it." Dawn Road, "There are three roads in front of us, where should we go?"
The maze was constructed with plant walls and was lush and green, but even though Zhan Changfeng was standing on the sidelines, he could only see an overhead view of them within a one-foot radius.
"I can't give you much help until you expand your horizons. According to the previous plan, let's go separately and explore more areas."
The three of them each walked a path. As they moved, Zhan Changfeng saw more and more. However, this maze was very large and had more than one level. It was very troublesome to see all the routes.
Zhan Changfeng could only use his limited field of vision to point out nearby obstacles to them. These obstacles included puppets, formations, and test questions.
The existence of obstacles makes people love and hate them. I love that if you solve them, you may drop treasures, but you hate that they will slow down the speed of getting out of the maze.
Also, they reached a consensus before entering the maze to remove as many obstacles as possible so that they could make a fortune by being the first to exit the maze.
However, the three of them regretted this consensus a little bit, because when Zhan Changfeng spoke later, he would definitely give them an obstacle position.
"Fellow Taoist Lingnan, turn right ahead and there is a puppet."
Ling Yan could no longer tell where she was, so she could only follow her words and rush into the depths of the mist. After a few steps, she encountered a fork. As soon as she turned right, a fierce attack came.
"This maze is expensive to build, and the puppets are all at Lingjian energy level." Lingnan sighed while fighting with it.
Zhan Changfeng had already paid attention to Young Master Lang on the other route, "Fellow Daoist Lang, turn left after fifty steps, there is a road leading to the second floor."
"Don't lie to me. I fell into the basement when I turned a corner last time." With fog in front of his eyes, Gongzi Lang slowed down and carefully climbed up the wooden ladder to the second floor.
"Last time, the contestants made their own traps. No wonder I am." The original obstacle points of the maze will be marked and easy to see, but there are also contestants who deliberately planted traps on the road, waiting for people to jump in later.
Zhan Changfeng looked at the situation in Liming. He had reached a dead end and was heading towards a fork in the road.
They have walked out of more than a dozen dead ends, and the foggy area in the eye of the long wind is just like a picture of tree branches. This is only the situation on the first floor, the second floor, and the third floor. It is still unclear which floor the exit is.
Don’t know anymore.
...Actually, it’s not that they don’t know. As long as they travel more places, her eye of cause and effect can find more clues. But if the game is over too quickly, how can they harvest obstacles along the way.
"The mini game has begun. Please ask the commanders of the single rooms of No. 11, No. 6, No. 8 and No. 7 to come out."
Zhan Changfeng happened to be No. 7. She opened the stone door and walked out. She and three other people sat at the round table according to the instructions of the big-billed yellow bird. No. 11 among them was King Heguang.
"This game is called lottery. I will roll out a number in advance, and you will each cast your dice. Whoever has the closest number will win. The field of vision that the winner can see will be doubled."
The big-billed yellow bird wrapped its two short fat wings around the sieve cup and shook it vigorously. After five or six breaths, it slapped it on the table without showing them the number. "Everyone, please shake the sieve in front of you."
Take a cup."
Just let it happen?
Depends on luck?
Who among you is easy to accept your fate? Some are secretly calculating, some are holding good luck charms, some are using their eyes to try to see through the sifting cup under the wings of the big-billed yellow bird, and all small tricks are used.
Zhan Changfeng observed for a moment, shook the sieve cup in his hand, and slapped it on the table.
When the other three people saw it, they couldn't help but be surprised. It was shaking so fast and randomly?
King Heguang shook the dice slowly, with a smile on his face, "King Linyao is very skilled in his skills. Have you ever played this kind of thing?"
Zhan Changfeng replied gently, "When I was young, I was very curious and wanted to try everything."
"Young? King Linyao is too modest." This man's age made her think of him as a brat. However, just such a brat, in just a few years, he went from being an inconspicuous little prince to becoming a straight-laced prince.
The overlord prince who forced his own position.
King Heguang clasped the sieve cup and said, "But the curiosity should not be too strong. Maybe it will fail one day."
The other two monks were still thinking of ways to calculate the points that the big-billed yellow bird had shaken out. They were secretly annoyed that there were actually two princes at the same table. They wanted to be here.
It is better for those who love destiny to try their luck in the hands of others than to work hard on their own.