Glutinous rice walked around and around under the illusion, and the places where she could crawl and roll were all tossed by her, and even the Linggu seedlings that had finally grown up she checked them one by one, and there was indeed no birth door hidden inside. Moreover, no matter what she did in this illusion, the illusion would not change in any way.

In this illusion, she could even take out what she was supposed to leave outside with her body. Her storage bag was still in her arms, and her magic whip could also be summoned, but it was missing Mu Kui and the red soul element.

Mu Kui and Soul Yuan were indeed left outside by her, and she tried to recite the mantra to summon Mu Kui, but there was no response at all. She had thought that her storage bag was just an illusion of a fantasy, but now that she looked like she had really broken into an ethereal illusion. This illusion will not produce any changes, the things she carries, can be taken out and used, and the ones she did not bring in can naturally only be left outside.

She had been here for a long time, and she had come to accept the fact that this was an ethereal fantasy. If others know that there is an ethereal illusion hidden in her body, I am afraid it will be even more detrimental to her safety.

All the jade slips she had seen before said that the ethereal illusion was very mysterious, and they all said that it was a small realm left by the ancient monks, and it was the immortal cave mansion created by the ancient monks, in addition to being as beautiful as the fairyland, it also contained supreme treasures, leaving traces of the ancient monks, and there were many treasures and cultivation books in it, so the few ethereal illusions that were finally discovered were all controlled by the powerful immortal cultivation sect one by one.

There was once a medium-sized immortal cultivator family who discovered an ethereal illusion, originally thinking that they wanted to control it for the monks in their family to practice, but they didn't expect that the news would somehow leak quietly, and finally lead to the death of the entire family.

Nuomi never thought of monopolizing the benefits, but now that she found such a strange space in her body, she couldn't just hand over her body. Moreover, even if she handed it over, it would not be possible for any monk to appreciate her generosity, and would only arrest her and study her carefully. And those who firmly believe that there is a supreme treasure hidden in the ethereal fantasy realm, it is estimated that they will control her, where will it do her any good.

Now that even she herself is trapped in this illusion, but even if she escapes by luck, she will definitely not tell others the secrets of this illusion, so as not to cause trouble.

There were no traces of ancient monks in this illusion, and some were just a barren field planted with spiritual valleys. Don't say that she took it out and told others, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it herself. After all, she had seen a description of the Ethereal Illusion on the jade slip before, which jade slip didn't boast about the ethereal illusion to the heavens and the earth.

It is said that each of those ethereal illusions is many times larger than the mountains she had experienced before, and there are mountains in them, one heavy after another, and some ancient demon beasts and all kinds of strange and exotic plants are inhabited. As long as you can enter the illusion, you can pick a leaf at will, and it may contain a rich aura.

Yu Jian wrote the Ethereal Illusion as if it was a big treasure house, but Nuomi looked at it now, and the one hidden in her body really didn't resemble the treasure house, and she couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

There's no way to get out, and there's only a few lands left here. With the small short legs of glutinous rice, it is only half a cup of tea after walking horizontally and vertically, and you can see clearly when you turn your head left and right, there is really no place to hide any treasures.

"Alas......" Nuomi couldn't help but sigh when she looked at this ordinary place, and then raised her hand and patted her little face, "No, no, you can't be discouraged." I'm not here to find some treasures, I have to find a way to get out first. ”

She said a few words to herself, then she stood up, patted her clothes, slapped all the dust off them, and then looked around with her head held high.

She had measured this illusion many times, and there was no place in this land that could catch her attention. She thought about it for a long time, and felt that since this exit was not on the ground, then it could only be in the air. Although the walls made of those mist seemed to be unified, there was actually a gap missing from the top of the wall.

And......

Nuomi raised her head to look at the thick roots that were hanging down above, and narrowed her eyes to stare at the gaps between the roots. Although she couldn't see it clearly, the fact that the roots could grow all the way through the thick walls of the mist from the outside proved that the roots must have made a hole in the mist. She'd enter this illusion, perhaps falling through one of the cracks.

When she woke up, she wasn't lying on the ground?

Although she didn't know the magic of flying, she didn't have to fly up to get there. The roots of the trees hung all the way down from the top of the misty shell, and she could follow them all the way to the top. She is not an eldest lady like Tian Tian, when she used to wander outside, she often dug tree roots and dug out birds' nests, doing everything she could, just to find something to eat.

The surface of these hanging roots was a little damp, but not slippery, and the outside of the roots was a little pitted, as long as she could climb up a little, and when she had passed the thinnest part of the roots, it would be very easy to climb up.

It had taken her half a day to catch the lowest hanging root, and it was unlikely that she would just climb it. But she squatted and thought about it for a long time, and she also came up with a way.

She took her whip out and flicked it so that it was wrapped directly around the tip of the tree's roots. She'd been working hard to control the whip before, and although she couldn't use it to perform many difficult movements, she could do it well just by wrapping it tightly around the roots.

When she had tightened the whip, she pulled hard a few more times, probing, and only when she was sure that the whip and the roots could withstand her weight did she cautiously begin to climb up.

The first short section is the hardest to climb. Both the whip and the tip of the root were just a tiny tiny root, the thickness of her fingers. She had to use her hands and feet at the same time, and she had to hold the roots of the tree with her knees to make sure she didn't slip down.

Fortunately, she is now light and soft, so she is not so heavy that she can't hold her hands and feet. Even so, she had only climbed for a short time, and she was already tired and sweating.

But she also knew that now was not the time to stop and rest. Once you stop, you don't want to climb up again.

She looked up at the "journey" above, staring at a tangled root nodule in the messy root system, secretly cheering herself up.

"Come on, come on, climb over there and sit and rest."

In order not to fall again, you can only continue to climb up.

After the first section, it becomes easier to climb up the ladder. Not only did the roots of the tree in her hands become thicker and stronger, but from time to time other roots hang down next to her, so that she can step on both sides and borrow her strength, which is much easier than just grabbing one root and climbing up.

I don't know how much time it took, but she slowed down for a long time in several places where she could sit and rest, and finally climbed all the way to the top of the misty shell along the roots of the tree.

Looking down from where she was now, the small piece of Spirit Valley below seemed even smaller, and it didn't look very square, like a green patch sticking to the yellow earth, looking strange and interesting. Looking down from here, the ground below seemed smaller, as if she could span the entire realm without taking a few steps.

Sure enough, there was no place to hide for entry and exit, and naturally there was no treasure to hide.

And above the head -

Nuomi looked up and was immediately a little deflated.

There wasn't a crack in the top of her head. Although it is true that the roots of the tree grow from the outer shell of the mist, because the shell of the mist is not like the earth, although it is hard, it is not a whole, so even if the roots penetrate the mist, the mist is still tightly wrapped around the roots, and there is not a single gap between the roots and the roots.

No matter how big or small the fallen roots were, the mist was tightly wrapped around them, and she groped her way through, but she didn't see a hole the size of a hair. She even tried to burn one of the thin roots with a molten technique. I saw that after the roots of the tree dried up, the surrounding mist also surrounded it, and the hole that had been drilled out by the roots of the tree was plugged again.

The speed of the plug was so fast that before the glutinous rice could react, the mist had already risen again, cutting off the dry roots of the tree and then merging them again. If she hadn't watched the changes, she wouldn't even have recognized the roots that had ever grown out of the middle.

It's just that there used to be a gap in it, and now it must have been blocked again by these mists.

Glutinous sighed quietly and sat between the roots, biting her lip and trying to resist the urge to cry. Even if she cried now, no one would pity her. Can she still cry down this thick wall of mist like Meng Jiangnu?

The feeling of despair that had been full of hope was blocked. Even though she tried very hard to endure it, her eyes were still red.

But you can't cry out over this.

Nuomi freed her arm to wipe her face, and looked down again.

If you accidentally let go of your hand, you'll fall off. Where do she know any spells flying in mid-air now, if she falls from this place, even if she is a monk, she will be smashed to pieces. (To be continued.)