This suspicion is absurd and unfounded, but Zhou Yang always has such thoughts inexplicably. Maybe it's because the two grandparents are too tacit, or the relationship is too harmonious.

Although there are differences in the performance, it is actually more like a performance.

The grandfather and grandson only cared about walking in front, and did not urge Zhou Yang or put any pressure on him.

Zhou Yang took the box containing the horn wood in his hand and put it in the jacket outside. But as soon as his clothes covered the box, his hands were empty as if they were playing tricks, and the box was gone.

Meanwhile, inside the garbage dump, several ugly puppets are working tirelessly on the garbage while picking out something that looks valuable.

The treasure sits on the floor, not looking at the busy conveyor belt. In front of it, there are several strangely shaped cement bumps, mixed with long and short bamboos. If you take a closer look, you will find that this is clearly a puppet made by Zhou Yang with great effort, but it was dismantled by Jubao.

Looking at Jubao again, his hands were unprecedentedly flexible, and a milky white halo appeared at his fingertips, which was exactly the same as the aura condensed by Zhou Yang when he engraved the formation before. It's just that the aura on Jubao's hand seems to be more pure, and the halo is more dazzling.

The extremely complex spirit array runes continued to form at the fingertips of Jubao, and then transformed into a faint nothingness, which could not be seen at all without careful observation.

It's hard to imagine what kind of demeanor it would be if Zhou Yang learned that he had condensed his hard work and made the puppet man that he had made was transformed like this by Jubao.

The complexity of the formation engraved by Jubao is much higher than that of Zhou Yang. And the success rate is outrageous, in just a few minutes, more than 30 formations have been engraved one after another, but there has been no failure. The machine which seems to be without any emotion precisely.

After a while, Jubao withdrew his fingers and turned his diamond-shaped head very anthropomorphically, as if a person was soothing his cervical spine.

That kid's comprehension is not bad, and he can comprehend the puppet technique to this realm in a short period of time. If it was placed six hundred years ago, it would definitely be a qualified puppet heir.

Jubao was not bored, and while talking to himself, he quickly reassembled several cement lumps with his hands and feet, and used bamboo to connect them as meridians to communicate the aura.

At the moment of completion. The puppeteer suddenly stood up from the ground as if he had a spirit. Looking at the movements of its hands and feet, it is much lighter than before the transformation.

Jubao glanced back at the conveyor belt, and then the puppeteer immediately understood, walked over with his feet, and joined the team to dispose of the garbage.

Jubao nodded in satisfaction. Instead, I saw a glitter on the ground of the garbage station, and a beautiful box quietly appeared. It was Zhou Yang who sent the croissant back to the garbage dump.

Now that he has reached the point where he can easily access his belongings, the garbage station is like a convenient portable space for him.

The moment Zhou Yang raised his foot and stepped out of the door of the room, Jubao seemed to suddenly have a sense and raised his head suddenly. It's just that there is no expression on his stiff puppet body. Then he scratched his head and whispered, "Strange, how did he get there?"

Here, Zhou Yang followed Sun Yitian and grandson behind him, and he was dumbfounded after just a few steps.

When he first came, he had been paying attention to Sun Yitian's actions, and at the same time silently remembered the route he had taken.

It stands to reason that when I came just now, every time I passed through a fellow path, three gates would appear in front of me. If you go back the way you came, it will definitely be a straight line, or the same three gates.

But just as he and Sun Yitian were talking about it for a while, the outside pattern seemed to have completely changed. After walking through the same road, what appeared in front of him was a boxy room.

Looking down from above, the room was empty, except for the four walls, each with a door, which led to four different directions.

What is the situation! When I came in, it was obviously a flat surface, but how did it become three-dimensional in the blink of an eye?

Zhou Yang knew that he still underestimated the weirdness of this place. No wonder Sun Yitian walked in all the way, not worrying at all that he knew the road by heart, and it was useless to do it for a long time.

Zhou Yang took two steps closely, keeping himself behind the other two without falling behind, but at the same time keeping a certain distance to deal with the unexpected situations that might occur.

He also tried to identify the doors to see if he had come into contact with them, but soon failed. The four doors of this room are exactly the same in terms of color, size and style, as if they were cut out of a mold, and there is no way to effectively identify them.

Now that this is going around and around, Zhou Yang's sense of direction has been lost, and he can't distinguish east, west, north and south.

Push open a door at random and walk in, and within two steps, the exact same room appears in front of you again. The identical doors on all four walls were like a terrifying nightmare. In such an oppressive and sealed environment, it is easy to feel a sense of psychological oppression.

Push open a door and walk in, and sure enough, the scene in front of you is as it is.

The layout here is completely designed according to the maze. The outer layer seemed to be buried with materials that restricted his divine sense, and Zhou Yang released his divine sense, but he didn't go far before he was blocked by an invisible barrier.

If it weren't for the two of them leading the way, it is estimated that Zhou Yang himself would continue to go around in circles here.

Fortunately, Zhou Yang's thoughts and communication with the garbage station were not affected in any way, which made him feel a little relieved.

I didn't know how many rooms I had passed, and I couldn't remember how many doors I had opened, but suddenly there was a sudden brightness in front of me, and I finally got rid of the cookie-cutter room. In front of you is a wide walkway.

Zhou Yang looked at both sides of this narrow fellow path. One side was relatively close to him, and there was a white light at the end of the front, so he couldn't see what it was. But the other end is far away, stretching straight down, like a highway with no end in sight.

Behind him was the cold door, on both sides, every three meters or so, there was an identical door, densely packed into the eye, and thousands of identical doors stretched out.

Think again, behind each door, there is a square room, and each room has four doors. Countless rooms are stacked on top of each other to form a labyrinth of staggering scale. It's scary just to think about.

"Haha, Old Sun, you're finally here. A few of us old guys have been here for months, and now we can get used to the strength of the resting ground for the time being. As long as there is an earth-attribute immortal cultivator with the same skill, it will be able to help you fuse the spirit array. However, let's say in advance that after the Spirit Gathering Array is successfully arranged, we will give priority to using it. ”