The old man's roll call was extremely fast, and the monks reacted and acted very quickly, so even if Mo Fei's name had already reached more than two thousand, when his name was read, only about an hour had passed.

"Shejiang Town, Mo Fei!"

The moment the name exploded in his ears, Mo Fei straightened his body and replied, "Yes!"

Yan Yu stepped forward quickly, followed behind the monks in front of him, almost trotted all the way to the mountain gate, followed the first few people to step into the mountain gate, but felt a flower in front of him, I don't know when a table appeared in front of him, and an old man sat behind him, the same as the old man in the roll call, looking at him with blazing eyes, "She Jiang Mofei?"

"It's down there. ”

The old man stretched out his hand and took out one of the jade plaques on the table, shook Mo Fei's face, and then said, "Do you have an invitation?" ”

Mo Fei took the invitation card out of his sleeve and handed it with both hands. The old man took it, glanced at it, touched it lightly with the jade card, and then threw the invitation card and the jade card to him, "Take it, this thing is your identity certificate, if you lose it, there is nowhere to make up for it." Then the old man waved his hand, and the table and himself disappeared.

In front of him, a staircase went up into the depths of the grass and trees shrouded in smoke. Mo Fei looked down and saw that there was already an extra jade plaque in his hand.

He hadn't figured out what was going on, but the old man had only one order, and that was to climb the mountain.

Mo Fei climbed the stairs slowly, but gradually found something strange, there were many people up the mountain before, but he couldn't see one, there should be many people up the mountain behind him, but none of them caught up.

Knowing that he might be being spied on by the great power at this time, he didn't dare to use Zhiqun to investigate, so Mo Fei calculated the steps all the way and climbed slowly.

The old man didn't say what kind of test it was, or even whether it was a test or not, but it should be impossible to give thousands of people a real mountaineering path so that they don't see each other.

Then, this must be some kind of illusion, either to distort the path, or to erase the people around him.

The trail was lined with lush vegetation and fog, making it difficult to see and far away, so Mo Fei guessed that this should be a compromise to reduce the amount of calculations. No matter which power this illusion is or what kind of large array it relies on, it is not aimed at one or two people, but thousands of people's senses, consciousness, and minds, and it needs to process the sensory information of so many people in parallel, and the computational pressure is definitely not small.

If the depth of field is stretched too far and too many details are given, it is easy for the subject to see the clues.

At this time, he had been climbing for dozens of minutes, and the mountain road was up and down, left and right, and ordinary people would no longer be sure of his position.

But the height, horizontal and vertical distance of each step he takes will leave data in Zhiqun's data center, and through the coordinates established by using the mountain gate as a dot, he has marked the entire path he has traveled into a three-dimensional curve. Coupled with the mountain model built by processing visual signals, he knows exactly where he is.

The stairs climbed one thousand and forty-six, the distance was two thousand eight hundred and seventy-five meters, and the height was four hundred and twenty-nine meters, this data was very normal, and the mountain model did not see anything strange, what he saw was completely consistent with the results measured by the physical displacement of the legs.

This probably shows that he is climbing a real staircase.

Then the reason why you can't see others is that you should block them through illusion.

After climbing for nearly an hour, the steps were three thousand three hundred and sixty-seven, the distance was seven thousand nine hundred and eighty-four, and the height was one thousand and fifty-two, such a amount of exercise was probably out of breath on ordinary people, but after all, he had already gone through some physical training, and his physical fitness was much stronger than that of ordinary people, and he didn't even feel tired at this time.

This made him wonder about the purpose of the test. What exactly is to be tested? If it is a bone or something, shouldn't there be more obstacles? Relying only on the consumption of mountaineering, if a monk who has been trained to do so, he may not feel tired after climbing for a day or a night.

Maybe it's an investigation of the mind? Deliberately covering other people is also to create an atmosphere of loneliness? It is intended to use the mountain road as a metaphor for the immortal road to test the monk's patience by walking alone and alone? But the monk often retreats for several days at a time, and when will he get when his patience is exhausted?

Another hour passed, and Mo Fei began to notice that something was wrong, on the three-dimensional curve, the height had exceeded 2,400 meters, was Yuanlai Peak so high?

The scenery in my eyes is still the same, stone steps, grass and trees, thick fog, not up to the sky, not down to the ground, blank as hanging in the air.

Is it a spatial transformation? Climb all the way to the top of the mountain and then pass it back to the foot of the mountain to start again? Without knowing the existence of spatial transformation, this can easily construct a mountain road that can never be climbed.

But Murphy tried to find evidence of the repetitive cycle of the mountain road model, but failed. There was no duplication of the mountain roads he had seen, and the two most similar places were only 40% similar, and they were very different in some details.

Either the cycle was unusually long, or the illusion's designer was careful enough to make changes to each cycle, or he was literally walking an endless mountain path.

Another hour has passed, the height has reached 5,000 meters, the distance has exceeded 30,000 meters, the number of stairs has exceeded 20,000, and the scenery of the mountain road has not been repeated, and there is still no end.

Murphy began to wonder if the illusion designer had mastered the virtual reality technology of randomly generated maps.

Obviously, Yuanlai Peak can't be 5,000 meters high, and even if it is really that high, it shouldn't have such a gentle slope.

The distance of 30,000 meters and the height ratio reached one to six, that is, the slope is less than ten degrees, a simple conversion will know that the foot of the mountain should be at least nearly 30,000 meters in radius, that is, more than 100 miles in diameter, but the entire north shore of the Xiaoyao Sea is only more than 100 miles, and the edge of the peak has not accounted for it, it is not so big.

But knowing that something was wrong in the middle and understanding what the problem was, Mo Fei was puzzled, so he simply sat down cross-legged on the mountain road, closed his eyes, and began to recall everything he had seen and heard since he stepped on the mountain road.

The data is stored in Zhiqun's cache in the form of short-term memory, which is usually cleared within ten days, but as long as the data is still there, he can recall all the details he has seen before.

He had a new idea, just when he compared the data, he only compared the whole of a region, and now he divided the mountain road area into two main sub-sections, steps and grass and trees, and compared them separately.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful this illusion is, it is impossible to really generate all the details like reality, and it will definitely still appropriate real things and scramble them.

By using the trees in section A for section B and the steps for section C in section D, the combination of stealing beams and replacing pillars is almost endless.

But as long as you find the right combination of the basic ingredients it relies on, you should soon find evidence of its repeating cycle.