"Zhou, you're more familiar with the situation here than I do, what do you think you should do next?" said Cedric Diggory. Zhou Shang thought for a while and said: "I know the same situation as everyone else, the only difference is that this is the remains of ancient China. You see, there are more than a dozen small islands suspended around here, except for the largest island at the back, all of them should be regarded as secondary halls. ”

Zhou Shang pointed to the surrounding islands in the air that seemed to be floating at random and said, "I observed the arrangement of these sub-halls, and as I thought, their arrangement was indeed arranged according to the traditional star map. Zhou Shang waved his magic wand, and more than a dozen large or small light bullets were suspended in front of everyone, using these light clusters to simulate the location of the hanging islands, "You see, here, here, these islands can be connected to form some legendary ancient star maps, in this way to formalize the pattern of the legendary crape myrtle palace in China, the largest island in the middle is the crape myrtle palace that symbolizes the emperor of the Middle Heaven." "A pale blue ball of light hovers in the most prominent position of the many balls of light, and the other hanging islands seem to worship it.

"If we want to find the scroll, the most likely is the Ziwei Palace in the middle, but we can't rule out these auxiliary halls. And we haven't been in any danger so far, which is not normal. I think the test for us should be on these hanging islands. So I suggest that we better start with the outer islands, test it first, and if there is no danger, then adopt the tactics of leapfrogging and find a way to enter the Ziwei Palace, how about it?" Zhou Shang looked at everyone, and after Cedric Diggory carefully compared the light cluster in front of him with the surrounding suspended islands, he found that Zhou Shang's light ball simulation score was exactly the same, and it seemed that even the distance between those islands was proportionally reduced.

"Do you know frog jumping tactics?" asked Vera, a little surprised. In her impression, these wizards were not interested in Muggles, let alone Muggles in other countries, and Zhou Shang actually knew the tactics of an American Army, which made Vera, who had a high self-esteem since she was a child, slightly surprised. Zhou Shang smiled back.

"Zhou Shang, if you come like this, won't there be enough time? There are not many islands here. Mira asked.

"Probably not, we've only been on the periphery for a little longer, and these islands are secretly aligned with the stars of the sky, and there is a strict hierarchy in them, and I think if all goes well, I should be able to find a pattern in them, and then we can filter out the useful ones and discard the useless ones. Zhou Shang thought for a while and replied.

Seeing that everyone had no opinions, Zhou Shang waved his magic wand, and those balls of light representing different hanging islands quickly disappeared. "The island in front of it should be the simplest island, in the distribution of Asgard, it represents the wrestler who guards the gate. Zhou Shang pointed to an irregular oval island not far away that looked like a three-story building with a diameter of more than twenty meters.

The six waved their wands, and the magic drove them into the void. The magic is combined with the environment here, and the few people really look like immortals.

Either rushing or standing upright or unable to help but wave their limbs, and soon with the help of magic, everyone reached the edge of the hanging island. Zhou Shang motioned for everyone to stop. There is a small two-story building on this island, with blue bricks and tiles, which is very neat. But there was no anger at all, there were no plants on the island, the ground was all some strange gray gravel, the door of the small building was closed, and it was dark inside, and nothing could be seen at all.

"Ready, I feel something isn't right. Zhou Shang said in a low voice, the magic had been brewed on the wand, and he was the first to land on the hanging island.