Of course, there is another simpler and more straightforward way to do this.

That is, relying on the advantage of numbers, two by two, head and tail ring, straight forward, after passing three forks, there will naturally be a difference; Or maybe it's nine or nine vertical, full of corridors, staggered forward, and finally you can find the exit of the labyrinth.

After all, this maze dungeon is designed for teams and multi-player, and it's not just about mazes.

Of course, although each of these methods has its own advantages, it also has its own advantages and disadvantages.

The poor change of the hexagram depends on the word 'change', and the things contained in this 'change' hexagram are far more complex and weird than the sum of other hexagrams. There is no end to the way to derive Shengke, but relatively speaking, as long as you grasp one of them, it is enough.

Hetuluo's books are all-encompassing and exhaustive, even if they are talented in the world, it is difficult to spy on one or two of them.

Just like the infinite universe, time, space, light matter, dark matter, energy, alphabet universe, parallel universe, etc., are vast and boundless, so what is the ultimate mystery and source?

The so-called small is wide, small is big, and the human brain is not the same?

Cheng Yiming has been practicing the way of Yili gossip with his grandfather since he was a child, and until a month ago, he still only knew the image of these things but did not know their nature. The strange thing is that since that dream that seems to be real or not, he has gradually begun to touch the mysterious Dao Gate.

Behind him was still a deep and endless corridor, but in front of him, it had become an unusually vast hall.

It is said to be a hall, but in fact it is a very large burial chamber. Its area is as big as three football fields and together, from the bottom of the mausoleum to the dome of the tomb, it is more than ten zhang high, and the scale of its area and the space are wide, compared with the bird's nest.

At this time, Cheng Yiming was at the end of the huge Yongdao, which was suspended on the smooth tomb wall more than three zhang high from the ground.

And on the dome wall around the entire mausoleum, there are seven bottomless dark corridors, neatly embedded in it.

Raise your eyes and look down, around the oval-shaped mausoleum, there are rows of neatly arranged, tall and majestic, solemn and solemn terracotta warriors, a little calculation, no less than 10,000. These terracotta warriors are displayed here, and I don't know how many years, and their bodies are covered with a thick layer of dust. Tens of thousands of terracotta warriors are arranged on both sides in a semicircle, all holding halberds in one hand, wrapping their waists in the other hand, half-bowing inward, with a pious and solemn face, lifelike, if it were not for the thick layer of dust around their bodies, it is really hard to believe that these are just terracotta warriors.

In the center of the mausoleum, a high platform the size of a basketball court rises from the ground and is three meters above the ground.

On the high platform, eight huge stone coffins, all lined up inside and out, are circled, and in the center is a huge stone statue about three meters high. The person carved in the stone statue, wearing armor, holding a giant sword, eyebrows like a sharpened blade, and eyes like a star, stands proudly, majestic, and makes people can't help but be in awe.

"It's so magnificent, it's worthy of the Xuanyuan Tomb!"

Cheng Yiming stood stunned for a long time before he sighed.

"Oops!" I saw Long Yu on the side, and suddenly as if he was frightened, he grabbed Cheng Yiming's cuffs, and said with a nervous expression: "That statue's eyes are moving!" He's watching us! ”

I followed the prestige, but I saw that the huge and solemn statue did not move, as if it stood for eternity, and although the eyes were a little stunning, there was nothing else unusual.

Cheng Yiming touched Long Yu's head with a smile and said, "It's okay, those are just statues and terracotta warriors after all, will they jump up and bite us?" ”

I saw Long Yu pouting, took Cheng Yiming's big hand, and muttered: "Don't touch my head, it won't be tall!" ”

In fact, she is not short, but standing next to Cheng Yiming, who is 1.8 meters tall, she looks a little petite.

"Okay, okay, don't touch your little head in the future, okay!" Cheng Yiming couldn't help pinching Long Yu's pink-carved little face as he spoke, then turned around and looked around carefully, before he said slowly: "Now the question is, how can I go on unharmed." ”

Long Yu tilted his head, twisted his little face to the side, and pretended to be angry and said, "You go down alone, you always bully me, so I won't go!" ”

Hearing this, Cheng Yiming couldn't help but laugh dumbly, although it was only a short time, but he felt more and more that since the little golden dragon evolved into a human form, it was no longer just as simple as summoning a beast. Whether it's the tone of her voice, the way she thinks about problems, or the occasional little temper, it's pretty certain that she's more than just a set of data from before.

Could it be that she is played by a real person? So why did she choose herself again?

What does the Dragon Emperor's words mean?

Every time he thought of this, Cheng Yiming's head began to grow big.

Touching his nose, Cheng Yiming smiled and said: "Okay, Yu'er's sister is the most well-behaved, my brother will never bully Yu'er again in the future!" ”

Long Yu smiled slyly, took Cheng Yiming's hand and said, "Brother has to count when he speaks!" ”

Cheng Yiming involuntarily touched Long Yu's head again and said, "It must count!" ”

"Woohoo! Brother, you are playing Laipi, and you forgot what you just said! The dragon turned around in a huff and pouted, "Ignore you!" ”

"Hehe, who called Yu'er so cute, or you also touch your brother's head, so that we can even!"

"I don't, your head is like a watermelon, I won't touch it!" Long Yu was amused by Cheng Yiming and burst into laughter.

"Ahem!" Although Cheng Yiming's head is not very perfect, he will never look like a watermelon, he was immediately a little speechless, coughed lightly, and then slowly put away his smile, looked at the copy time and said: "We have entered the second-floor dungeon for almost an hour, or it won't be long, other teams will also enter one by one, we must catch up with them, we can't let the good things be taken by others!" ”

"My brother is right, but I always feel that there is a bit of unspeakable weirdness in this mausoleum, will it be dangerous if it goes on like this?"

"Indeed, the entire mausoleum, including the previous Yongdao, is surprisingly silent, quiet and a little infiltrating, the dense terracotta warriors are all covered with a thick layer of dust, and the coffin on the high platform is the same, but the strange thing is that the statue in the center is spotless, and it is indeed a bit unbelievable."

"It's simple, Yu'er goes down first, if it's not unusual, my brother is trying to find a way to come down!"

As a dragon clan, the dragon language can fly in the air before it is advanced, and after it is advanced, it is naturally not a problem.

"No way!"

Cheng Yiming's answer was categorical, leaving no room for discussion.

After that, he suddenly seemed to remember something, switched out his longbow, drew his bow and arrows, aimed at the huge stone statue in the center of the mausoleum, and raised his hand to a meteor arrow. I could only hear the sound of the bowstring, and the flying feather arrow slashed away like a meteor, and a tail rippled in the air visible to the naked eye.

Unfortunately, the end of the tunnel was too far away from the center of the mausoleum, even if his position was a few meters higher than the stone statue, but the flying feather arrow still missed the target, and when he was still more than ten yards away from the stone statue, his strength was exhausted, and he fell on the edge of the huge stone platform with a 'click'.

If the soul is dead, this arrow can easily be shot at the stone statue.

Time passed minute by minute, and Cheng Yiming was still silent.

Long Yu couldn't help but say, "Brother, just ...... as I said"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yiming interrupted: "No! ”

At this time, I saw the flying feather arrow that had originally fallen on the edge of the high platform, and the body of the arrow suddenly began to tremble slightly. With the slightest humming sound, the trembling amplitude of the arrow body began to become larger and larger, and only a soft sound of 'bang' was heard, and the sharp, sharp, and well-textured flying feather arrow was instantly twisted into powder by an invisible force.

The change was protruding, Cheng Yiming stared at the arrow for a moment, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but shout softly: "Demon Transformation Array!" ”

Long Yu also seemed to be shocked by the sudden change, and asked softly, "Brother, what is the Demon Transformation Array?" ”

Cheng Yiming still stared at the stone statue on the high platform, and said slowly: "The Demon Transformation Array is an ancient formation, and I only have a little understanding of it in a mysterious method, and its full name is also known as the 'Ancient Gossip Demon Forbidden Array', it is said that this array can be large or small, the small can hide in the sand and gravel dust, and the great power can move mountains and reclaim the sea to cut off the sun and the moon, and its own power is all in the people who set up the array, which is mysterious and complicated, and ordinary people can't imagine it at all!" ”

"In this way, the demon transformation array in front of you shouldn't be too big, right?"

"It's not too big, but it's not too small, and from the fact that the arrow is powdered, you can see how powerful it is, and it's not trivial!"

Long Yu wanted to ask again, but suddenly felt a slight shock under his feet.

In a moment, I felt that the muffled roar under my feet was continuous, like the low muffled thunder on a thunderstorm, endless, and at the same time, including the entire mausoleum and the corridor where the two were located, all shook slightly, and the dust on the terracotta warriors also flew down with this slight vibration.

After a short time, the entire mausoleum was already full of smoke and dust, and the scenery was difficult to distinguish.

Although the amplitude is small, it still makes people panic at this moment.

Fortunately, this earthquake-like shaking came and went quickly, and it stopped abruptly between breaths.

If it weren't for the dust that still billowed in the mausoleum, it would be hard to believe that there would be such a terrifying roar and vibration in the mausoleum, which is now back to silence.

"Brother, was the mausoleum about to collapse just now?"

Cheng Yiming shook his head, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly shouted 'not good'! Before he finished speaking, he turned around suddenly, only to see that the originally deep and spacious corridor had disappeared, and was replaced by a smooth stone wall that was the same as the Yongbi, and the place where the two of them were standing was shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this rate, it won't take more than a few seconds for the two of them to be pushed off the mausoleum.

At this point, it seems that if you don't jump, you have to jump!

The worst thing is that, compared to before, the entire mausoleum is now covered with dust, and it is impossible to distinguish the distance too far, which inevitably adds a bit of danger.

The stone wall behind him was silent, and it was getting closer and closer.

"Jump!"

Cheng Yiming took out a bottle of instantaneous elixir, gritted his teeth, and fell to the ground.