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Outside the blue sea, there is a desolate area, and there is a palm imprint in the courtyard of the Taichu Taoist Temple.

Xiao Wen asked to look at the palm print made by this palm. The palm print was three feet deep, but half a foot in size.

"That night, when the cloud map of Kongtong was torn off. The sky fire fell in a hurry, and a palm print fell from the sky, killing and injuring more than a thousand people on the spot. I saw a white figure enter the blue sea tower at once." Mo Shouyi said, remembering I can vividly remember that night.

When Xiao Wenwen heard Mo Shou finished speaking, he jumped into the palm print and looked around.

"The pole of the immortal, the foundation of the underground." Xiao Wen asked looking at the palm print, guessing in his heart.

A single palm can kill or injure thousands of people. I am afraid that the cultivation base is in the realm of earth immortals, or immortals in the realm of immortality.

There is an aura of fire around the palm print, and the person who dropped the palm practiced the way of keeping away from the fire. Although the palm is only three feet deep, it can be seen that the person who dropped the palm was quite embarrassed when he dropped this palm.

"What happened later?" Xiao Wen asked Mo Shouyi calmly.

"This palm disturbed the eight immortal sects...and Shangguan Yu Yuan and I were on guard that night, and the sect ordered me to guard the Taichu Taoist Temple here." Mo Shou's face darkened as soon as he finished speaking.

Xiao Wenwen naturally knew why Mo Shouyi's face was gloomy, and he also understood that the Taichu Taoist Temple was not a place for cultivating Taoism.

"Well, after I return to Shenjun Mountain, I will definitely report to the Ming sect and find someone to replace you." After Xiao asked, he looked up at the majestic Bihai Que.

Mo Shou shook his head and said, "Your Honor, there is no need."

While the two were talking, a female Taoist who went down the mountain to sell bamboo baskets came from outside the gate of the Taichu Taoist Temple.

"Why, don't eat this demon." The female Taoist looked at Mo Shouyi and couldn't help but glance at Xiao Wendao.

"He is a guest of Shenjun Pavilion, we misunderstood." Mo Shouyi said, and continued: "She...she is Shangguan Yuyuan, the disciple of Empress Nishang."

Xiao Wenwen cupped his hands towards Shangguan Yuyuan, and said, "Senior."

"You don't feel bad for calling me senior." After Shangguan Yuyuan finished speaking, he walked straight to Taichu Daoyuan.

"She used to be a proud girl of a generation. If she cultivated Taoism on Mount Nihuang, I'm afraid that her cultivation base will be perfect..." Mo Shou sighed without saying much.

"I'll go to Bihai Que to take a look, seniors don't have to follow." Xiao Wen asked, then headed towards Bihai Que.

Mo Shou knew with all his heart that Bihai Que was already dead, and he didn't want to take another step into Bihai Que, so he let Xiao Wenwen wander around.

"You wait for me at the foot of the mountain." Xiao asked, looking at Bai Linghu who was following behind.

The white Linghu slanted his eyebrows and said, "I want to see the Bihai Que too."

After she finished speaking, she passed Xiao Wenwen's side and walked all the way to the gate of Bihai Que. Back then, Bihai Que was majestic and majestic, and she could still see two or three points.

There is only half of Bihaique's gate left, and the remaining half of the wooden door has long been dilapidated, and a few ants are walking back and forth in front of the door.

As soon as you enter the Bihai Que, you will feel a sense of coolness and peace of mind.

In the Bihai Que, the surroundings are full of gravel and broken soil, and there is really no trace of popularity.

Xiao Wenwen's fingertips clustered into a ball of Lihuo, which was reflected on a stone tripod in Bihai Que, on which four large characters "Taibai Xuanchu" were engraved.

"Taibai Xuanchu... This is Kongtong Yuntu's Immortal Cauldron." After Bai Linghu finished speaking, he put his hand on the four large characters on the surface of the cauldron.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the fairy treasure from back then, jumped on top of the fairy cauldron, and looked down.

"It's him···."

When Xiao Wenwen looked down at Yuntu Xianding, he remembered a person.

Yehu Mountain, Taoist Kaiyang.

Back then, when Xiao Wendao and his group returned to Kyushu from the immortal veins, the Kaiyang Taoist made a divination for Xiao Wendao.

The man called himself Wu Daozi, and wrote a crooked poem.

"One laughs and the two are stupid, and the second looks at melons. Sleeping in the melon field is foolish, but people are not foolish." Xiao Wenwen silently recited this crooked poem left by "Wu Daozi".

Now that I taste it, I realize that I deserved the word "stupid" back then.

The paper on which this crooked poem was written was the torn-off corner of this picture of Kongtong Immortal.

And the torn-off corner of the cloud map is lying in his Sumeru ring, and this piece of "breaking cloud map" under his feet is really natural.

"Is there anything interesting about it?" Bai Linghu asked aloud.

Xiao Wenwen saw that she was eager to try, so he landed and said, "Dead thing."

After he finished speaking, he walked straight to the outside of the Bihai Que, and the remaining Bai Linghu followed behind him in a panic, and they got off the Bihai Que together.

The Yunhe map in the cauldron is still churning, as if it is about to recover, and Xiao Wendao is the only one who knows about the entire Ten Thousand Seas Territory.

"Guest Qing..." Mo Shouyi said, and asked Xiao Wen to sit down.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the food and wine prepared by Mo Shouyi, and said, "You really don't want to go back to Shenjun Mountain again."

Mo Shouyi pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "Although this Taoist monastery in the early days is not the best place for cultivating Taoism, it is better than being secluded and deep, and it is the best choice for enlightenment."

"Well, it's really a land of enlightenment." Xiao Wen asked for a sip, and continued: "If I come here to enlighten, I hope that senior will take care of me."

Mo Shouyi couldn't help trembling a few times when he heard Xiao Wenwen wanted to come to the Taichu Taoist Academy to enlighten, holding a glass of wine in his hand.

"My dear guest, I want to... come here to enlighten the Tao." Mo Shouyi said, his face was a little hopeful and a little melancholy.

"Senior, I don't want to..." Xiao Wen asked ponderingly.

"No, if Keqing can enlighten the Tao here, I can't wish for it. I only hope that Keqing can teach Shangguan Yu Yuan some skills, and my disciples thank you." Mo Shou said, holding the "disciple's gift" and then knelt down.

"I do my best."

After Xiao asked, he picked up Mo Shou and drank the sake in the glass in one gulp.

Suddenly, a few figures fell in the Taoist Temple of Taichu, dressed in the clothes of Shenjun Pavilion, the leader was an old acquaintance.

"Your guest, Lu Mo'er pays a visit to Qing guest."

The disciple of Shenjun Mountain who came here was Lu Mo'er who was rescued by Xiao Wendao, and Bai Linghu who threatened her was also at the side.

Lu Mo'er looked at Bai Linghu with a look of bitterness, and the sword in her hand was already making a "competing" sound, which made one's scalp numb.

"You wanted to kill her...but she saved me." Xiao Wen asked to pinch Lu Mo'er's scabbard, and there was no sound from the scabbard.

Lu Mo'er listened to Xiao Wenwen's words, bowed her head and said, "Shenjun Taiyi asked Keqing to leave Tianjian Mountain and enter the land facing heaven."

"Um?

Xiao Wenwen was puzzled, and said, "Isn't the dust already settled?"

"Keqing, I don't know something." Lu Mo'er said, looked at Xiao Wenwen and continued: "Zuoguan had already succeeded, but was intercepted and killed by Keqing's beloved disciple Zhang Xiaofan on the way..."

Her words startled Xiao Wendao, he never thought that Zuo Guan would be defeated by Zhang Xiaofan.

The dust settles, and the dust rises again.

A group of people headed towards Li Tian Jiange...