Everyone has a golden finger, and I can copy

On the other side, Mo Nan was already in a magical place.

This was a closed space, the room was small, there was only a table and a chair inside, nothing else.

What is this place?

Mo Nan looked around and didn't see anything unusual. Moreover, what made Mo Nan speechless was that his cultivation was gone again.

This made Mo Nan speechless, why is it always the same? Why do you seal your cultivation at every turn? What is the purpose of doing this?

Looking at the closed room, Mo Nan didn't know what he needed to do this time.

Is this room the so-called Bagua Palace, or do you need to walk out of the room?

Thinking about it, Mo Nan came to the table, which was empty, and checked the chair again, and found that there was still nothing unusual.

Turning his head and looking around, Mo Nan didn't find anything, and couldn't help frowning.

This time, there is a time limit, and he must find some clues as soon as possible.

Jiuxiao Peak is "time", so what is the theme of Bagua Palace?

Yin and Yang?

Thinking of this, Mo Nan felt the [Origin of Yin and Yang] in his mind, and the speed of rotation was very slow, without any abnormal movement.

Mo Nan checked the four walls again and found a photo of a young man on each wall.

The young man had thick eyebrows and a regular appearance, but he did not give people a very decent feeling. Instead, his smile gave people a feeling of being a scumbag who had succeeded in his evil plan.

There was also a sentence written on the photo:

"Believe me, you will get nothing. I said, if you have the ability, come and hit me?"

The same photo was on the walls on all four sides, with the same slightly sarcastic words and the same expression that deserved a beating.

Knocked on the wall, it was completely closed, and it was impossible to break out by force.

Took down the photo, looked at it, and hung it back to its original position.

After checking the room again, Mo Nan found nothing.

Coming to the table, Mo Nan sat on the chair and lowered his head in thought.

Is this, escape from the secret room?

So, what is the clue?

What does the Bagua Palace want to make him realize through this method?

This is the most important thing. Only by figuring this out can he know what to do next and not be like a headless fly, not knowing the purpose.

Mo Nan also took the time to ask Brother Tianfu, but this time, there was not even a hint. As for the other golden fingers, there was no response at all. It seems that they were blocked again.

It's a middle-grade golden finger of the fairy level, but it's like garbage.

As for Brother Tianfu, it shouldn't be blocked, but he doesn't want to give hints.

Mo Nan has no clue now, so he can only play it as an escape room.

There is no other way, just look for clues.

As for clues...

Mo Nan looked up and looked around the room again.

This time he looked very carefully, especially the only few items in the room besides the wall.

Tables, chairs, photos, portraits in photos and the slightly provocative words...

In addition, even every inch of the wall, Mo Nan looked very carefully.

After looking at everything in the room, he frowned and pondered.

Time passed by one minute, two minutes, three minutes.

At the third minute, Mo Nan stood up, walked over the simple wooden table and chair, and came to the opposite wall.

Looking at the photo, the same smile, the same words.

The corners of Mo Nan's mouth curled up.

Hit you? You really want a beating, right?

Mo Nan stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, and punched the face of the person in the photo.

Then, the photo shattered, the photo frame fell to the ground, and the glass shattered all over the floor.

Then, Mo Nan walked to the next wall, and then punched the face.

However, this time he didn't break it with one punch.

The corners of Mo Nan's mouth curled up. Sure enough, he guessed right. How dare he show off a child's trick?

Then, a few more punches fell, and when Mo Nan's fourth punch fell, the photo shattered.

The third photo, one punch.

The fourth photo, four punches.

As the fourth photo shattered, the room suddenly made a rumbling sound, and then the four walls suddenly fell slowly, revealing the scene outside.

Mo Nan's mouth curled up, hey, do you really think you are mentally retarded? Such a simple clue, you don't think you can't see it, right?

Or do most people not see it?

If that's the case, then the students of Yin Yang Academy are in vain for being geniuses.

Retracting his fist, Mo Nan looked at the new scene.A tongue twister came to mind:

"A table with four legs..."

A very long tongue twister, I remember it was called "Linglong Tower".

Putting away his thoughts, Mo Nan began to look at the scene in front of him.

This is a relatively spacious space. The scene in front of him is different from the original dim stone closed room. It is a modern and luxurious room.

It is magnificent and has all kinds of furniture, similar to the appearance of a living room.

A family ethics drama is still playing on the TV.

It's not over yet?

Moreover, it seems that the difficulty has increased? There are so many things in the room, and the clues should be more difficult to find than before.

Mo Nan frowned. Finding clues is okay for him, but he still doesn't understand why he did this?

To test his IQ?

This has nothing to do with the word "Bagua". Mo Nan originally thought that the Bagua Palace would allow him to comprehend the Yin-Yang Bagua. As a result, until now, his heart is still full of doubts and he doesn't know why.

Could it be that the people of the Yin-Yang Academy sent him to the wrong place?

Then, what help can this simple decryption provide to him?

In a flash, several thoughts flashed through Mo Nan's mind, and it was only a moment.

Walking into the living room, Mo Nan first tried the doors and windows, and as expected, they couldn't be opened.

This room is still closed, no different from the previous room.

Came to the refrigerator, opened it, took out a can of happy water, raised his head and drank a sip, it turned out to be true?

After closing the refrigerator, Mo Nan came to the most obvious TV.

It was playing a family ethics drama, and the daughter-in-law and the mother-in-law were arguing so lively, comparable to the ancient dynasty harem drama.

Mo Nan frowned and looked at the picture on the TV, without any thoughts for the time being.

The one-hour time limit has passed for nearly four minutes, and Mo Nan still feels a little urgent.

Suddenly, Mo Nan thought of something, can time acceleration be used?