Zhou Wen and Li Xuan hurried over, holding the madman's hand, trying to pull him out of the door.

In the past, both of them had paid great attention and had not crossed the threshold. As long as they did not cross the threshold, it would not be considered a trial in the temple.

But just as Zhou Wen grabbed the madman's hand, he felt a strange force coming from the temple of the track, and he pulled him in.

Zhou Wen immediately felt something was wrong. He and Li Xuan held the madman's hand at the same time, but neither crossed the threshold. Why was Li Xuan okay but he was pulled into the door by a force?

Li Xuan reached out to pull Zhou Wen, but it was too late. After Zhou Wen was sucked into the gate, he heard a bang, and the gate of the Track Temple automatically closed, leaving Li Xuan outside.

Seeing that he and the madman were locked in the door, Zhou Wen pulled the madman up and turned around and wanted to walk backwards. Generally speaking, even if the trial has been started, he can choose to quit.

But when Zhou Wen turned around, he stayed there. There was a stone gate behind him. Not only was there no stone gate, but there was nothing at first glance. There was only a highway that led straight to the distance. At the end of the road were the blue sky and white clouds.

Zhou Wen turned his body 360 degrees and immediately found that he and the madman were standing at the same intersection. All four directions were straight roads leading to the horizon. Wherever he saw, there was nothing but the road, and there was nothing else.

Any temple or stone wall does not exist at all.

"What's going on? The test is to let us choose a way to go? But the roads in all four directions are the same. How should we choose this? As for you, you should give some tips, right?" Zhou Wen shouted to the sky.

There must be some creature in the temple who was controlling everything, otherwise he would not have been pulled in, but Zhou Wen waited for a long time but did not hear any voice responding to him.

At this time, the unconscious madman woke up. He rubbed his head and sat up, then looked around, his face full of doubt.

"Where is this?" The madman looked less crazy and asked.

"Trail Temple, have you been in twice?" Zhou Wen looked at him with a strange look, because his eyes were clearly blinded by himself before, but now they are intact.

"Is this the Track Temple? Isn't it a ship inside the Track Temple?" The madman looked surprised and stared at Zhou Wen suspiciously, as if he was judging whether what Zhou Wen said was true or false.

"When you enter the Trajectory Temple, is it a ship?" Zhou Wen felt something was wrong. If the ship was really just an illusion seen by a madman, then he would probably find it difficult to ask anything from the madman's mouth.

"Yes, it's a ship." When talking about the ship, the expression on the madman's face began to change again, but fortunately it did not occur as before.

Zhou Wen quickly changed the subject, pointed to the anchor tattoo on his arm and asked, "Your tattoo is quite interesting, does it have any special meaning?"

The madman seemed confused and replied subconsciously: "This was my dad tattooed me when I was a child. He was a sailor. He said this was the mark on their boat. When I grew up, I could become a sailor like him and work on his boat."

"Is there any profession like sailor now?" Zhou Wen asked in confusion. As far as he knew, no ship dared to go into the sea in recent decades. Even if someone went into the sea, it was still an epic strong man who drove a companion pet, and he didn't need a ship, let alone a sailor.

"Yes, why not? There are many fishing boats in our hometown, and they go out to sea to fish every day, but my dad's boat is a little different. It is a boat that runs long voyages, and it will pass through many countries and sell different goods in different countries." The madman seemed much more awake.

"Wait, do you think of the country?" Zhou Wen stared at the madman with a strange expression, trying to determine whether he was playing tricks on himself.

The state is the concept before the storm of the different dimensions. After the storm of the different dimensions, there were only the federations and no states. Only when humans united together did they survive that catastrophe.

"Yes, is there anything wrong?" The madman looked at Zhou Wen in surprise, as if what he said was just right.

"Brother, how old are you?" Zhou Wen asked.

"Seventeen, why are you asking this?" the madman asked in confusion.

"Then are you kidding me? After the storm of the different dimensions, there are no countries there. There are also different dimensions everywhere on the sea. No one dares to go into the sea again, let alone go fishing. It would be great not to be eaten by fish." Zhou Wen said.

"What do you mean? What is the federal and other dimension storm?" The madman looked at Zhou Wen now, just like the one he looked at, as if he was looking at a madman.

"Okay, don't tell me that you were born before the Storm of the Different Dimension." Zhou Wen frowned and looked at the madman, thinking that this person was playing tricks on him. Maybe he hadn't been crazy from the beginning.

The madman looked at Zhou Wen very seriously and said, "I don't know what you mean. My name is Alai. I was born in Langya Town not far from the sea. I came here to... for..."

Speaking of this, Alai was stunned, as if he could no longer remember what he came here for.

Zhou Wen didn't know if this person was really crazy or fake, so he asked, "How did you know the holy land and how did you come here?"

"What holy land? Isn't this the Six Path Hall?" Alai asked strangely.

"Six Path Palace?" Zhou Wen was also confused. He felt that he was communicating with an alien and didn't understand what the other party was saying.

"Yes, it's the Six Path Palace, here is..." Alai found that he seemed to be unable to remember it again, rubbed his head, but he still couldn't think of it.

"You know this is the Track Temple, right?" Zhou Wen asked again.

"That's right, this is the Track Temple, one of the Six Path Halls." Alai answered affirmatively.

"Then do you still remember why you came here for?" Zhou Wen continued to ask.

Alai thought about it, and his face gradually became ugly: "I seem to remember that I followed my father on his boat, and then...and...we encountered a storm...and...and...and...and...and...and...and...and...and..."

At this point, Alai suddenly hugged his head and screamed, and soon fell to the ground and kept twitching, and fainted again in a short while.

Zhou Wen checked his body and found that he was not disguised, but was really unconscious, and his expression became more and more strange.

"What's going on with this guy? Is it really... impossible... he is only seventeen years old... impossible..." Zhou Wen looked at Alai, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind for a moment.

Alai was not awake for a long time, so Zhou Wen had to find a way out first, but the place he could see was only four straight roads.
Chapter completed!