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After being trapped in this strange paper-made world, Feng Ci and Mo Yunsheng were not intimidated by the predicament they faced. They knew that if they wanted to leave here, they had to find the exit of the secret realm.

Mo Yunsheng looked around. This paper-making world was like a dream. Even though she had inherited the paper-making technique from her predecessors, the scenery around her still amazed her again. She couldn't help but ask herself if she could achieve this.

In the distance, paper trees, though slender, sway gently in the breeze, as if telling stories of ages past. The texture of the paper, like the marks of time, is clear and delicate, each line like a meticulously crafted work of art, bearing unknown secrets. Paper-made mountains and rivers undulate, like works of art meticulously carved from paper by nature. Paper houses are scattered across this strange land, their doors and windows adorned with exquisite paper-cut designs, like works of art masterfully crafted by nature.

Sunlight streams through paper clouds, creating dappled shadows that imbue the world with a mysterious and dreamlike atmosphere. Atop a distant paper mountain, a waterfall cascades down like a silver thread, its water splashing onto paper rocks with a crisp, melody that feels like a unique symphony played by this world. The faint fragrance of paper permeates the air, transporting one to a magical kingdom of paper art. Paper houses are scattered across this magical landscape, their doors and windows adorned with exquisite paper-cut designs. Flowers, birds, fish, insects, and human figures are all vividly portrayed, creating a sense of being transported to a palace of art.

Mo Yunsheng took a deep breath and refocused her attention on finding the exit to the secret realm. A determined glint shone in her clear eyes as she carefully observed her surroundings, trying to find clues. "Senior Brother Feng Ci, we will definitely find the exit," she whispered, her tone filled with confidence.

Feng Ci nodded, his eyes also revealing determination. "Junior Sister, I believe you. Be careful, and tell me if you find anything."

Mo Yunsheng began to carefully observe her surroundings, her footsteps light and cautious on the paper floor, fearing she would destroy this wonderful world. Her eyes scanned every corner, not missing any possible clues.

Mo Yunsheng took a deep breath, calming herself, and gazed intently at the world of puzzles before her. Each puzzle was like a maze, filled with countless forks and traps, waiting for her to explore and solve. She carefully observed the patterns, words, and symbols within the puzzle, trying to find clues. Her mind worked at lightning speed, analyzing every possibility one by one. Her expression was serious, as if the whole world was just her and the puzzle before her.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on a seemingly inconspicuous corner. There, a small symbol appeared, subtly connected to the rest of the pattern. Mo Yunsheng's heart stirred, like a glimmer of light in the darkness. She gently extended her finger and traced the lines of the symbol, as if feeling the pulse of the world.

As she moved, a portion of the puzzle began to slowly shift, as if activated by her fingers. Her heartbeat quickened, and joy surged within her, yet she knew this was only the beginning. She continued to explore further, constantly trying various combinations and permutations. Sometimes, she would reach a dead end, but she never gave up, quickly adjusting her thinking and seeking new directions. Her determined gaze and unyielding spirit were deeply moving.

As she solved the puzzles, Mo Yunsheng's forehead gradually became covered with fine beads of sweat, and her breathing became a little rapid. But her eyes remained resolute, and she showed no sign of retreat. She knew that as long as she persisted, she would be able to solve these puzzles and find a way out of here.

Finally, after a long period of effort, Mo Yunsheng found the final crucial clue. With a gentle push, the entire puzzle seemed to have been untied, instantly becoming clear. A triumphant smile spread across her face, a smile as bright and moving as a flower blooming in spring. A sense of accomplishment filled her heart, and she knew she was one step closer to success.

But she did not let her guard down, because she knew that this was only part of the test, and there were more challenges waiting for her. She continued to search for the exit of the secret realm in this paper-made world, not missing any possible clues.

Her gaze swept across her surroundings once more. The paper-made world glowed softly under the sunlight. Suddenly, she noticed a spot in the distance where the light seemed different from the rest. The paper there seemed thicker and had faint lines. Mo Yunsheng's heart skipped a beat; she felt that this might be the key to the exit.

She walked cautiously in that direction, each step filled with caution. Feng Ci watched her from the side, his eyes filled with trust and expectation. "Little Junior Sister, be careful." He said softly.

Suddenly, she noticed some faint marks on the paper on the ground, like some kind of guide. She squatted down and carefully studied the marks, discovering that they seemed to extend in a certain direction. "Senior Brother Feng Ci, look here, could these marks be clues pointing to the exit?" Mo Yunsheng said excitedly.

Feng Ci looked in the direction she pointed, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes. "It's very likely, Junior Sister. Let's follow the traces and look for it."

Mo Yunsheng slowly moved forward along the trail, constantly observing the changes around her. Everything in the paper-made world seemed peaceful, but she knew that hidden behind this beauty might be unknown dangers and challenges.

As she walked, she came to a paper pavilion. Strange symbols were engraved on the pavilion's pillars. Mo Yunsheng wondered if these symbols were related to the exit. She moved closer to the pillars, carefully observing the symbols, trying to decipher their meaning.

Although Feng Ci couldn't move at this moment, his eyes were always closely following Mo Yunsheng, silently cheering her on in his heart. "Little Junior Sister, you have to be careful." He couldn't help but remind her again.

Mo Yunsheng stared intently at the symbols on the pillars, her mind working at lightning speed. These symbols seemed to have some kind of pattern, and she tried to connect them with the knowledge she had learned and the phenomena she had observed in this world.

After some thought, Mo Yunsheng seemed to have a clue. She discovered that the arrangement of these symbols corresponded to the shifting light and shadows in the paper-made world. She looked up at the sunlight filtering through the paper clouds in the sky and came up with a bold guess.

"Brother Feng Ci, I think these symbols may change according to the angle and time of the sunlight. Maybe we need to find clues to the exit at a specific time and angle." Mo Yunsheng excitedly shared his discovery with Feng Ci.

Feng Ci suddenly understood after hearing this, and a look of admiration appeared in his eyes. He praised: "It has to be you, little sister, you are really smart. Then let's wait and see if the changes in the sunlight can bring us new clues."

Time ticked by, and Mo Yunsheng stood quietly before the pavilion, his eyes fixed on the symbols on the pillars and the sunlight in the sky. As the angle of the sunlight gradually shifted, the symbols on the pillars subtly shifted. Mo Yunsheng watched these changes closely, his heart filled with anticipation.

Finally, when the sunlight shone down at a specific angle, the symbols formed a clear pattern, like an arrow pointing in a certain direction. Mo Yunsheng excitedly shouted, "Brother Feng Ci, we found it! Let's go in this direction."

She continued to move forward in the direction indicated by the arrow, and along the way, she found some similar clues, which continued to guide her forward. In this process, Mo Yunsheng remained calm and focused. She kept thinking and analyzing, using her wisdom and courage to overcome difficulties one after another.

After some difficult exploration, Mo Yunsheng finally saw a glimmer of light ahead. Delighted, she quickened her pace. "Brother Feng Ci, I think I've seen the exit!"

Feng Ci also became excited. "Great, Junior Sister, you're amazing!"

When Mo Yunsheng approached the shimmering light, she discovered that it was indeed an exit. She turned back to Feng Ci, who was still immersed in joy, and a triumphant smile appeared on her face. "Brother Feng Ci, we can leave now."

Feng Ci patted Mo Yunsheng's shoulder excitedly. "Junior sister, you're amazing! This time, thanks to you, I must learn from you in the future."

Mo Yunsheng smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Brother Feng Ci, don't say that. This is just my good luck. Let's get out quickly. Maybe others are still waiting for us."

The two walked out of the paper-making world with the joy of success, but what greeted them was another unexpected scene...

After exiting the secret realm, Feng Ci and Mo Yunsheng were struck by the sight before them. They saw a group of Qingyun Sect disciples trapped within a formation, which shone with eerie light, tightly binding them. Nearby, several ferocious monsters were playfully attacking them, each attack overwhelming the disciples within.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect all looked exhausted, but their eyes still gleamed with an indomitable spirit. They struggled to hold on, constantly brandishing their weapons, trying to fend off the monster's attacks. When they saw Feng Ci and Mo Yunsheng, a glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes, but it was quickly replaced by reason. They knew the situation was extremely dangerous and could not bear to let them risk their lives.

"Hurry up and leave! Don't worry about us, go find some support!" An elderly Qingyun Sect disciple shouted, his face covered in sweat and anxiety, but his eyes were extremely firm, and he didn't want the two of them to be in danger because of them.

Feng Ci and Mo Yunsheng exchanged a glance, seeing the same determination in each other's eyes. They knew full well that in such a dangerous situation, they simply couldn't abandon the Qingyun Sect members and leave alone. Feng Ci frowned and said, "Junior Sister, we can't leave. We're all cultivators, we have to find a way to save them."

"No, we can't leave! Let's find a solution together." Mo Yunsheng knew the seriousness of the situation and said firmly to the trapped Qingyun Sect disciples, her eyes revealing determination.

Feng Ci nodded in agreement upon hearing this, "Yes, we can't just stand by and watch someone die." He turned around and continued to discuss with Mo Yunsheng, "Junior Sister, I can go and break the formation, but do you have any good ideas for the monster?"

Mo Yunsheng lowered her head and pondered for a moment, remembering the paper-folding technique she had just acquired in the paper-folding world. "I'll try using this new technique combined with the disruptive sound formula to see if I can help Senior Brother Feng Ci break the formation and buy time."

"Okay, little junior sister, it's up to you. I will also be ready. Once the formation is lifted, we will fight the monster together with the disciples of Qingyun Sect." Feng Ci gripped the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

Mo Yunsheng took a deep breath and began to practice her paper-cutting technique. She pulled the paper she'd retrieved from the secret realm from her Qiankun bag and, with her sword, simply cut it into tiny paper figures. Under her control, these figures flew and danced, circling and attacking the monster. Simultaneously, she chanted a strange incantation. The sound echoed in the air, resonating with the light of the paper talisman, creating a mysterious force that assaulted the monster.

The Qingyun Sect disciples within the formation stared at Mo Yunsheng's actions in surprise. They sensed a powerful force attempting to break the formation. A glimmer of hope flashed in the eyes of the older disciple, but also a hint of worry. "Be careful!" he shouted.

Mo Yunsheng concentrated on casting the spell. Her forehead gradually became covered with fine beads of sweat, and her face turned a little pale, but her eyes remained firm. She knew that she could not fail, otherwise not only would the two of them be in danger, but the disciples of Qingyun Sect would also be in dire straits.