"Three unbroken lines for Qian, six broken for Kun, empty in Li, filled in Kan..." Dao Xuzi muttered the "Song of the Eight Trigram's Metaphors" as he weaved through the forest, "... three for Li, seven for Kan, the center is five..."
Initially, Gu Qingheng followed Dao Xuzi's steps closely, but gradually, he stopped sticking so close because the tree trunks had Eight Trigrams symbols carved on them. By following the sequence from the Song of the Eight Trigram's Metaphors, it was easy to find the way out.
Of course, Yang Ruxin also used her superpowers again. Indeed, by following the path, she could avoid the traps and snares inside.
Having a plan in mind, Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng didn't hurry and instead followed a route they had worked out on their own, which seemed even shorter. They emerged from the forest at the same time as Dao Xuzi did.
"How did you get out so fast?" Dao Xuzi glared at them.
"My Qinggong is better than yours." Gu Qingheng innocently spread his hands.
