"Okay, let's go find our way. ＂

Speechless, Miron gave up struggling and began to look for clues around him.

Divine consciousness covered every corner of the cave, Mi Long noticed that there were two notches near a stone platform, he walked over and touched it with his hand, the ash was not thick, there were traces of someone who used it not long ago,

Although Mi Long has not laid out many formations, but from the original teacher to Yang, there are still a bunch of book scrolls, he has learned a lot of knowledge of formations, he can be regarded as a theoretical formation mage, the third and fourth level basic formations are no problem, as long as it is not too advanced formations, look at it and still be able to see why.

Two teleportation exits, three-way teleportation array!

Miron observed that this was a teleportation array, but there were two teleportation places. He didn't have any information, maybe the exit was a lifetime and a death

"Nie Xiaoshuang, the teleportation formation is here, but there are two exits, let's choose one by one, and the one that can go out is one. ＂

Mi Long turned around and said to Nie Xiaoshuang on the side,

Nie Xiaoshuang, who was a little restrained, quickly shook his head, ran behind Mi Long, gently pulled his sleeve, and his cute little face was a little scared, "Brother, don't, I'm with you." ＂

"Okay, let's go, the ancients respected the left, let's go to the left!"

Mi Long nodded, he thought that someone had gone out and could come back to save him, but since Nie Xiaoshuang didn't want to, he would forget it, anyway, he would go to the left.

Thundered!

There was a glimmer of dazzling eyes, and Mi Long even felt a little unconscious, dazed.

......

Mi Long, who woke up, had been walking in this empty and silent black sand for more than a dozen hours, and there was nothing under his feet except bones and the remains of magic weapons.

There was also an empty space in the divine consciousness, Mi Long simply took out a bench and sat down, and by the way, he made a cup of Tianling tea, all the fatigue was swept away, and he was refreshed.

In the open space around the Han, only Mi Long's tea emitted curling smoke, and he was comfortable.

Under the boundless sand shuo, the surroundings were empty, and he sat in the sand shuo like a person, like a master, and seemed out of place.

Even if he calmed down, Mi Long was still thinking wildly, or one day, he would become a dry bone in this, and then someone would see him and take his ring.

Maybe the person you like, or the person who likes you, can't wait for yourself, marry someone else, and live happily together, only he dies here, no one cares.

Maybe......

Eliminate strange thoughts, don't know life, how to talk about death?Mi Long came back to his senses, but he still didn't know what he should do now, for a long time, no matter how high speed he flew and ran, it felt like it was in vain.

He didn't cultivate, don't say that he wasn't in the mood to cultivate, even if he was in the mood to cultivate, he wouldn't dare to cultivate.

He is a monk, there is no aura here, once his spirit stone Yuan Stone is used up, what will he do? And even if he cultivates to the Yuan God Realm, it is useless, this world is too weird.

"Or maybe I can stay here for thousands of years, but unfortunately I have to miss Lao Yang, he is still in a semi-deep sleep. Mi Long said to himself a little, the Yuan Heaven Realm can live for thousands of years, and the highest is tens of thousands of years.

Then Mi Long shook his head again, maybe he hadn't reached the end of his life, he was already crazy, he was too worried about it, and it was too lonely here.

Or he can learn alchemy, but even alchemy is useless, his spirit grass is refined, what is he doing? Besides, if he can't go out, what's the use of alchemy alone? Retreat? He doesn't have a lot of spirit stones on his body, and this spirit stone will soon be used up for him.

Mi Long sat alone for most of the day, and then put away his little bench, he decided to find out if it was really endless.

Mi Long was a little bored and called Xiaohu out, but Xiaohu still jumped up and down Mi Long's arm and rubbed his neck.

Mi Long drank the sweet spiritual essence spring in one gulp, and was ready to find a way out again.

Soon Mi Long discovered again that there was still a region with the effect of forbidden air here, and as long as he flew at an altitude of more than a certain level, he would immediately be suppressed by strange powers.

And he flies forward, no matter how long he flies, it is the same environment, the same dead silence.

After ten consecutive days, Mi Long did not continue to fly low, he felt that something was wrong, even if it was big, he flew for ten days in a row, it could not be endless.

Just when Mi Long felt strange, his divine sense swept over a monk. A monk who walks in the black sand like him.

Under the ecstasy, Mi Long took advantage of the heavenly technique and rushed over violently.

"This friend, did you also teleport in from the Dark River?" Mi Long greeted excitedly and loudly before he even reached the monk.

But one of Miron's hearts soon cooled, and the man was in tatters, scruffier than the scruffiest beggar on the street.

Not only that, but his body was as thin as a bamboo pole, his face was yellow and thin, and he looked like his time was short.

If it weren't for Mi Long seeing that he still had a space ring in his hand, he really had to wonder if this person was a monk, how could any monk get such a miserable result.

As if he hadn't heard Milon's question, he walked in broken shoes and chanted words as he spoke.

Mi Long walked closer, and heard the monk muttering something strange, without logic, and with some feelings, "North Fish Position, East Xuan Array, Water Barrier Position, West Crossing Formation, Fire Detachment, Nanchen Formation, One Mouth,............ ＂

When Mi Long heard these familiar words, he probably guessed that this person was studying the formation, did he need to break the formation to leave?

Mi Long had some urge to wake up Yang, but he pressed it again, and he couldn't take the initiative to wake up Yang until he had to.

He watched this person gradually muttering to himself, he didn't continue to follow this person, he knew that this person had been studying the formation here for a long time, and he had fallen into madness.

At the same time, he also understood the position he was in, he was definitely in a formation. This formation may be a natural formation, and if one day he can figure out this formation, he may be able to go out.

If he couldn't figure out this formation, he would be just as pathetic as the person who had just passed.

Based on what the monk had done just now, Mi Long was sure that the other party's formation level should be higher than his.

At least the monk already knew that this was a formation, and if he wanted to get out of here, he had to figure out this formation.

Mi Long went around again for seven or eight days, and he met five or six monks like this, all of them were yellow and thin, all of them were in the same state, they were all studying the formation, they should all be people who came here not long ago,

It seems that it has been several years, and there is a problem with the time coverage here, and it is likely that the time and space are staggered, because he feels that these people have been trapped here for many years, and he has been out for less than half a year.

Miron didn't continue to look around, he even wondered if the formation was a little weird. Once you get into it, you won't be able to extricate yourself.

But if he hadn't found the exit of this formation earlier, he would have stayed here forever.

After hesitating again and again, Mi Long decided to start deducing this formation as well, and the Infinite Dao Technique made his comprehension improve rapidly, and he could quickly master and crack everything, which was the source of his confidence.

He put a restriction on himself, once he fell into it, he quickly stopped the deduction, and continued the deduction when his mind was clear.

There may be some monks here whose formation level is even higher than him, but Mi Long believes in his calculation ability, and he believes that as long as he is given time, his level in the formation will definitely rise in a straight line.

Estimation ability and memory ability were originally the two major elements of the formation, and he happened to have these two.

He felt that he had a strong willpower, that he would not indulge in it like everyone else, and that he would be able to free himself at any time.

Many people, like Mi Long, feel that their willpower is strong enough, in fact, they all overestimate themselves, and if they wear a mask, countless people will never be able to take it off.

Mi Long was in such a situation, as soon as he entered the state of deriving the formation, a confinement formation was immediately displayed in his consciousness.

As soon as this formation appeared in Mi Long's consciousness, the figure had a spirit, which gave Mi Long a feeling that as long as he deduced this formation, he could go out.

In terms of comprehension and the derivation of the formation, Mi Long can say that he is also relatively powerful in the entire universe, and at this time, his brain is like an entangled quantum computer with the ultimate dual core, deducing the details at a terrifying speed.

The various positions of the confinement formation, the positions of each formation, were quickly figured out by him and deduced.

However, when he completely deduced this confinement formation, he found that in order to open this confinement formation, he had to unlock another locking formation first.

In this way, Mi Long's formations continued one after another, and there were more and more formations in his brain, and the formations became bigger and bigger.

These formations seemed to be drawn in his consciousness, one after the other, one after the other, and one after another, and they went away one after another.

Mi Long's divine consciousness was constantly searching for information from the surroundings, and at the same time, he was constantly calculating and simulating one new formation after another.

Now Mi Long was just like the monk he had just seen, gesturing as he walked, and sometimes muttered a few words in his mouth.

The only difference is that Mi Long is really still deducing the formation, and he has not lost his mind.

It's not like the monk before, but subconsciously doing this, even if you do it for a lifetime, you can't wake up, and you can't study the real formation exit.

Whenever Mi Long is about to get lost, the mysterious Infinity Dao Technique will work, cleansing Mi Long's soul once and regaining some consciousness.

The ancient formations were connected by Mi Long's brain, and this empty and boundless land of sand gradually formed a microcosm in Mi Long's sea of knowledge.

Half a month,

One month

Half

In half a year, Xiaohu was already dark, only a pair of eyes were still shining, and he was lying quietly on Mi Long's arm.

Fortunately, Mi Long gave Xiaohu a ring in advance, which contained a bunch of spirit stones, spiritual marrow springs, and food pills, otherwise Xiaohu could only lie on the ground.

At this time, Mi Long also turned into a monk with a cloak and a tattered body, and he was still deducing the formation.

During this time, he would rub shoulders with some monks, but no one cared about him, and he didn't care about anyone else.

Unlike other monks who derive formations, others derive formations because their eyes become darker and darker, and finally even cloudy.

And his eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and since the first month he came in, his formation theory level has improved rapidly, and he has even begun to practice, and he has continued to throw out some formation flags. Later, if there was no formation flag, he could also refine one casually.