This figure is none other than Maeve.

She floats in the air, transcending the barriers of fog and space. As long as Xu Shen raises his head, he can see her.

Anywhere.

In the foggy world that Mo Wei lives in now, Maeve is still like a beacon.

But she is not the "lighthouse" condensed by Xu Shen in the esoteric arts. She can only be regarded as a beacon that will never go out in the deep voyage.

And Xu Shen needs to condense his own lighthouse.

What is a lighthouse?

For those who have lost their way in the fog, the lighthouse is the only refuge and the only light.

Xu Shen suddenly saw the fog rolling in front of him, and something seemed to be revealed inside. Then, through Mo Wei's field of vision, Xu Shen saw a dark hut emerging from the fog.

The house was not big, but it was dark and the doors and windows were closed.

Through one of the windows, a faint warm light could be seen, as if a candle was lit.

That's...home.

Home is my lighthouse...

Xu Shen felt the long-lost familiarity and warmth, and couldn't help but want to walk over.

Mo Wei's figure walked towards "home" in the mist.

Soon, I arrived at the door of my home.

Looking at the closed door, Mo Wei raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

There was no movement.

So Mo Wei used more strength.

Still no response.

Mo Wei knocked on the door for the third time, and this time the knock sounded like a hammer hitting the door.

The closed door finally made some movement and became slightly loose.

Then there was a click and the door opened.

A familiar face appeared from inside, looking at Mo Wei at the door with a bit of surprise and joy. Then his eyes extended and he saw Xu Shen standing alone on the roof of the building outside the mist. His eyes became gentle and joyful:

"You have found a home."

"yes……"

Xu Shen murmured softly to himself.

Found it...

Home.

The home in front of him is the lighthouse he built in the fog.

At the invitation of "Mom", Mo Wei walked into the house in the fog, and saw many familiar faces inside, which made Xu Shen feel very friendly.

He stayed for a while, then came out of the house, and then continued to move forward in the fog.

No matter how far he goes, when Xu Shen misses him in his heart, he will see the hut appearing in the mist.

This is a lighthouse that will appear next to him at any time.

The fourth level of the secret technique "Mist" given by Nan Ning was actually completed just like this.

When Mo Wei returned to his side, Xu Shen also woke up and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. From the perspective of secret techniques, there was no doubt that he had broken through the third stage and entered the lighthouse level.

He didn't feel like he was putting any effort into it.

Are you too strong?

Xu Shen speculated that it might be related to the previous Yono attack in the inner city.

He cut off the illusionary world brought about by the mental prison, broke out of the cocoon and was reborn, and his mental power leaped to a new level. This is why he was able to build his own lighthouse so smoothly and easily.

During this time, he found that Mo Wei's body had become extremely real, and the contours of his face were becoming more and more like his own.

According to the old man next to Nan Ning, entering the lighthouse steps is a prerequisite for becoming a king.

The rest is up to luck.

I wonder what the abyss in the fifth stage is like?

Xu Shen gathered his thoughts, drew his sword on the roof and practiced the secret technique of folding waves for a while. Now he has already mastered the double sword slash, but if he wants to attack the triple sword slash, the difficulty has increased more than ten times.

That requires faster and more violent power.

When he was tired from practicing, Xu Shen went back to his room to rest.

Maeve did not accompany him, but turned around and walked out of the wall with her little hands behind her back, and went to play outside.

Maeve would occasionally have her own little fun, and Xu Shen had long been accustomed to it.

He put on his armor and lay directly on the bed, sleeping in a position where he could fight back at any time.

While sleeping, Xu Shen had a dream.

In the dream, he felt a slight sting coming from his temples. When he woke up and opened his eyes, he saw electric current-like magnetic light passing from the corner of his eyes, bouncing around the room irregularly, tearing apart the surrounding environment.

Immediately afterwards, the world he lived in was like an old illustrated newspaper, the faded paint being torn away by lightning, revealing another scene.

I was lying on the familiar white hospital bed, and the room was empty.

Xu Shen was shocked and suspicious, so he got out of bed and walked outside.

The corridor is also empty.

He ran forward along the empty corridor. After running for a long time, he saw a familiar figure on the lawn downstairs. It was the Night Rat King.

But his dress was different from before. He was wearing a white coat and looked like a doctor.

Surrounded by him were many figures in hospital gowns, playing various games.

The Night Rat King, with a mysterious joking and smile on his face, communicated with these patients. Suddenly, he joined them in holding hands and circling in circles, singing a mysterious ditty... as if he was infected by the patients.

wrong.

Xu Shen's pupils shrank, he covered his head and shook it.

Has he not erased the influence of the mental cage yet?

go home……

Such thoughts came to Xu Shen's mind, and suddenly, a collapsed black hole appeared on the corridor beside him.

Countless chills gathered in the black hole, and Xu Shen felt cold, but this coldness made his thoughts clearer.

He saw a house appear among the collapsed cracks, and the door inside opened.

That's...home.

The lighthouse we just built will be active here, which is enough to show that everything in front of us is an illusion!

Xu Shen ran away in a hurry.

When he stepped out, Xu Shen heard some calls faintly in his ears. Many medical staff came over, their faces filled with fear and anxiety, and they shouted: "Don't jump..."

But those voices are far away from me.

The body crossed over the collapsed crack, as if it had stepped on the air and fallen into the dark abyss.

Xu Shen suddenly woke up as if he was drowning and suffocating, and suddenly turned over and sat up from the bed.

In front of me is a hotel room.

A slight chill came with a cold wind. Xu Shen looked up and saw that the window was not closed tightly, and the fog from outside poured in along with the cold wind.

And in the rolling mist, the door of the lighthouse is looming.

Xu Shen breathed a sigh of relief, it was indeed a dream.

However, this also means that there are still some traces of the spiritual prison in his heart.

"After a long time, it should dissipate automatically. After all, it is just the subconscious residue of the dream..."

Xu Shen's eyes flashed. After building the lighthouse, his mental power reached a new level. He was able to completely control and suppress this negative influence.

I looked at the time and saw that it was still late at night. Maeve had already returned and fell asleep at her feet.

Xu Shen immediately did not delay any longer and continued to sleep.

And in this late night.

Mother Queen District, inside the Snow Palace.

In a hidden building, a slender and graceful figure was lying on a large bed several meters wide, wearing silk as thin as cicada wings. The hazy moonlight shone in from the window, penetrating the layers of fog, bringing softness.

of moonlight.

The sleeping woman suddenly opened her eyes.
To be continued...