"Just ......" Meng Shuai came back to his senses, but his brain was still buzzing, "What happened just now?"

One moment, he was looking up at the moon, and the next, he had come to this strange place.

This is "all the moon's fault".

Although he didn't know exactly what it was, he knew that the moon he saw was different from everyone else.

There was a seal map in the moon, and even Xie Li had seen it, how could others, especially the sealers, not see it? It was useless to see it, the seal was blurry, and the complexity and incredibleness of the lines had never been seen before. Even the Realm Lord Realm Soul Sealing Master, at first glance, he couldn't imagine seeing any mysteries.

However, Meng Shuai was stunned at first glance.

This seal, he had seen before.

In the Great Wilderness Battlefield, he once went deep into the secret realm, passed layers of tests, and obtained treasures to clear the water beads. At the moment when he seized the water bead and came out of the secret realm, he saw a seal in the depths of the sea.

After a quick glance, Meng Shuai remembered the seal in his mind, and in the days that followed, he also recalled it repeatedly and lingered. However, it is just a memory, and if you want to study further, you can't start it. Because that's a level he can't reach at all.

He just asked himself over and over again, "Is there really a four-dimensional seal in this world?"

The vast majority of seals are flat, that is, two-dimensional. As a three-dimensional creature, humans can easily control the seal map. But there are some complex seals that are three-dimensional. Those that are at least eighteen or above, that is, can only be reached by the Spirit Sealing Master. Meng Shuai can also master, and because of the help of the black soil world and his own accumulation, he has a unique study of three-dimensional imprints.

However, there are also four-dimensional seals that transcend more than three dimensions.

The fourth dimension is time.

In fact, if it's just a four-dimensional figure, it's hard to be noticed. Just as one is not really aware of the passage of time. But after all, the seal has a special power, Meng Shuai is a sealer, and there is a special sense between him and the seal, and at that time, he felt the power of time at a glance.

But I just felt it. After all, he had only met once, and he was shocked by the power of time in it, and he had no other gains. The power that transcended his living space was beyond his reach.

And this time, in the middle of the month, he saw this seal map again.

But this time, the seal map is just a seal map. The inexplicable power dissipated, leaving only an extremely complex mass of lines. People who have never seen the power of sealing, even the most skilled sealers, will not be able to understand the mystery at once.

If Meng Shuai just looked at pictures and thought about things, then at most it would not be good to evoke memories, but at that time, he remembered one thing.

When Meng Shuai was in the Great Wilderness, he was indeed far from the power of time, and he didn't even touch the edge. But now that time has passed, he has a little control over the power of time.

Golden Left Eye!

A thought came to him, and his eyes were already golden.

At that moment, he didn't think about what kind of burden it would be to use the golden eye, nor did he think about what the consequences would be if there was a conflict between the golden eye and Mingyue, only the heart that touched such a profound power in front of him was beating, making him subconsciously open the eye that belonged to the gods.

Time & Time!

The forces that should not appear in mortals converge in an instant.

Meng Shuai suddenly fell into a dazzling golden light.

In the golden light, the world stood still. Space loses its meaning, the five elements stagnate, yin and yang are indistinguishable, and the world falls into chaos. Only time, flowing like water.

Time is like water, but it is not stagnant. Sometimes it's like a babbling stream, meandering and flowing, and sometimes it's like a surging river, rushing endlessly. There are times when the tide rises and falls, and the waves are stormy.

Stripped of all impurities, abandoning all existence, the three-dimensional world is deconstructed, and only the traces of a separate fourth-dimensional time are clear.

Even ordinary people, dull villagers, in this extreme environment, will have some understanding. What's more, Meng Shuai has long been in contact with the Secret Treasure of Time, and he is not stupid at all.

The mysterious, most powerful and inscrutable force in the world, the mystery of time passed through his mind like a streamer. Those mysteries are like little angels dancing in his heart, showing them without any obstacles.

Meng Shuai's mind also seemed to stretch out his little hands to grasp those mysteries, some of them caught, some flew from their fingers, and some of them didn't have a chance to stretch out his hand no matter what he thought, and he watched the realization at his fingertips pass in front of him.

But in any case, those mysteries poured into his heart, and there was an explosive chemical reaction with his soul, and clusters of brilliant ceremonial flowers exploded in his consciousness. It rained gold all over the sky, and finally fell silent again.

In the dark, Meng Shuai's posture changed to sitting cross-legged, wandering out of the world, breathing long. Everything is still, the space is still, the space is still, only time and turtle breath work, still running.

I don't know how long it took, Meng Shuai's eyes opened, and a layer of gold appeared in his pupils.

It wasn't like he opened his golden eyes, the whole eyeball became golden, his pupils were still black, but on top of the black, there was a faint layer of moist glow, with a faint golden color like the sun.

Then, he stood up.

"I'm rubbing, where is this?" Meng Shuai was dumbfounded.

The place where he stood now was still the same world, and the surroundings were hazy, only like moonlight, with a hazy silver-white halo.

In this space, he had a feeling. Of course, it is not strange to forget the world when I feel it, and even enjoy such a pure and uncomplicated environment. But once he came to his senses and saw the haze in all directions, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

Meng Shuai stood in the space a little dazed, looked up and down, and found that he seemed to be standing in an egg, and the world around him was tightly knit, without a trace of gap.

What to do, how to get out?

He stared blankly for a few minutes, and suddenly, a golden light flashed in the corner of his eye.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw a pattern floating in the air, and his eyes lit up.

Four-dimensional seal!

But this time, what I saw was only one side of the four-dimensional seal. He clearly knew that this seal was incomplete, because if it was incomplete, it would not be able to contain such a vast energy as time and space, just like an ordinary pattern.

However, this seal in front of me is not an ordinary pattern, who can run away by ordinary patterns?

Yes, the pattern is like wings, flying around in space, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, when it is slow, it is like catkins blown by the wind, and when it is fast, it can't even see the shadow clearly.

No matter how bizarre it is, since it exists, it is likely to be the key to getting out.

Grab it!

After deciding on it, Meng Shuai took a few steps forward and ran towards the pattern.

However, after running a few steps, Meng Shuai stopped. He found himself standing still, as if he hadn't run. The space around him was endless, and there was no target that could be used as a reference, so he was the only one, moving in vain.

It's a crazy feeling.

And Meng Shuai also felt that not to mention that he couldn't catch up, even if he did, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to catch it.

This is easy to understand - the seal and Meng Shuai, I'm afraid they are not in the same dimension, just like two dots that are not on a piece of paper, how can they be connected?

In order to catch that seal, it is necessary to use unconventional means.

If before entering this space, if Meng Shuai had to use extraordinary means to grab a seal that didn't even have an ontology, he might be at a loss, but now, it was difficult for him.

In other words, from the moment he wanted to grab that seal, he inexplicably knew what he should do.

His eyes were as open as before, and a faint golden color flashed through his eyes like a wave. Unlike the eyes that seemed to have existed in this space since ancient times, his body gradually faded, and his sense of existence was so thin that it was almost nothing.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed forward.

Where your fingertips go, it's the seal.

The seal was roaming irregularly, sometimes in front and sometimes behind, and no one could catch its tracks. However, the moment Meng Shuai raised his hand and pointed at it, it was crossing the direction that Meng Shuai's fingertips were pointing. Seals, fingertips, two dots in a line.

"Lock!"

Specify it! Lock it!

The seal seemed to be glued together by walls on all sides, and it was firmly slammed into the air, unable to move up, down, left, and right. Even the complex and agile lines were a little sluggish for a moment.

"Broken!"

A voice rang out, and the seal disintegrated in the air. The lines that were originally put together suddenly broke down into fragments, and these fragments still maintained the arc of the strokes, which seemed to be crooked and messy.

The lines split outward, flying farther and farther away. As the door parted at a certain distance, a white light appeared at the core of the seal.

At first, the white light was like a little origin, so small that it was only bright and had no shape, but then one after another, light bloomed from it and bloomed in all directions.

A full moon, shining in the sky!

Meng Shuai's pupils reflected the shadow of the full moon. Just as he was outside, looking at the full moon.

It's just that Meng Shuai looked at the moon at that time, his eyes were full of moonlight, and he seemed to be unfocused, looking confused, but now Meng Shuai's eyes are unusually clear.

His eyes were like the water of an ancient well, clear and deep, and the full moon was just a shadow reflected in the water. The shadow is nothing but illusory, and the most real is the unfathomable deep blue.

The moon in the well, quiet and eternal.

A glimmer of golden light swept through the well water, dyeing a layer of gold for the silver-white moon ring, and the bright moon at this time was not like the moonlight in the night, but more like the sun shining in the sky!

At this time, Meng Shuai, who was standing in the air, moved his lips slightly.

"Open-"

The well water rippled, and the bright moon suddenly turned into pieces, submerging into the darkness around it.

At the same time, Meng Shuai's figure also flickered slightly, like the bright moon in the well, dissipating into the hazy space.