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The world's greatest second patriarch, Qin Mingchao, let Xiao Wendao kill him with a sword, and his soul orb was instantly reduced to powder in the ancestral hall of the pre-Qin royal family.

Troubled times, like mid-autumn and winter, sweeping swords, frost, swords and snow, rising in the fairyland of ten thousand seas.

Chaos leads to chaos, Xiao Wenwen headed towards Mingwang Mountain...

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"Guanyu, pay my respects to senior." Cui Guanyu from Nishang Xianshan bowed to Xiao Wendao without saying much.

"Since, you are safe. Let's go our separate ways, how about it?" Xiao asked, then turned and left.

Cui Guanyu was stunned, and glanced at Ye Yu beside him, his eyes were a little weird.

"Keqing, do you know what kind of mystery lies in this Xiantong Mountain?" Lu Mo'er asked abruptly.

"Since there is a mystery, I shouldn't miss your treasure hunt." After Xiao asked, he rose into the air.

"Keqing, this is where the Sanctuary Daotian is located." Lu Mo'er called out again.

"Senior..." Ye Yu called out to Xiao Wen.

"Sanctuary Daotian..." Xiao Wen asked for a moment, looking at Lu Mo'er.

Lu Mo'er didn't dare to betray her again, and cupped her hands and said, "Sanctuary Daotian is a legend in the Wanhai Immortal Realm. Back then, there was a senior in Litianjian Pavilion named Xuanyuan Daizong. I was lucky enough to enter the Sanctuary Daotian. It is Liying's cultivation, breaking through the realm and turning it into a sanctuary in one fell swoop."

When Lu Mo'er mentioned Xuanyuan Daizong, Xiao Wenwen remembered that he met this person in the Holy Ruins.

At that time, Daqian Jiexu "Guidaoren" had mentioned Xuanyuan Daizong emphatically.And Xiao Wenwen knew in his heart that the good fortune of cultivating the Tao cannot be forced.

"Where is the Holy Land Daotian?" Xiao Wen asked quietly.

"This is the southeast of the seven-color fairy tung forest." Lu Mo'er called out firmly.

Xiao Wenwen knew that Jiang Miao from the Empress Pavilion had already gone to the Futian Tomb, and he also knew that Jiang Miao had plans.And what Xiao Wendao planned in his heart was originally a misty.

"Within half a day, if you can't find the location of Sanctuary Daotian..." Xiao Wenwen was self-explanatory and didn't say much.

This seven-color fairy tree has a radius of no less than a hundred miles, along the southeast direction that Lu Mo'er pointed.But after a stick of incense, they came to a place like a lake of mirrors.

The small lake is miaomiao, and the water mist is faint.

Lu Mo'er took out a green bead from her bosom, and the surface of the bead was like mist.

"Water-avoiding pearl." Ye Yu called out, looking sideways at the bead.

The water-avoiding essence was thrown into the small lake by Lu Mo'er, and there was not even a single ripple.

The water patterns on the surface of the lake are falling down one by one.In just a short while, a pool of lake water with a radius of half a mile was condensed in that one water-repellent essence.

Suddenly, a tung tree grew on the slowly drying lake.

This celestial tung tree has red roots and golden trunk, but its branches and leaves have nine colors, which is very eye-catching.

Lu Mo'er knelt down to this nine-color fairy tree, and raised her head to look at this fairy tree.

"This is the Sword Market of the Banished Immortal White Emperor." Ye Yu shouted, and knelt down towards the fairy tree.

"Well. Back then, the Banished Immortal Baidi was the Xianqing of Shenjun Mountain, and later died in Chaotian Realm. He was originally a Xuanxian in the Immortal Realm of Longevity. If it wasn't for the Banished Immortal in the Ten Thousand Seas Immortal Realm, how could he have the inheritance of the Sanctuary?" Lu Mo'er spoke eloquently, explaining this place thoroughly.

"This is the Dao Tian Mansion of the Immortals. If we really find the legend of the White Emperor's Sanctuary, how will the four of us divide it?" Ye Yu's mouth twitched, looking like a philistine.

"It must be decided by the guest." Lu Mo'er pushed this problem to Xiao Wendao with one word.

"It's up to the heavens." Xiao Wen asked, and he stood up in the sky.

The nine-color fairy tree is as high as the sky, and on the top of the tree is a white gate of the mysterious world.

Once the four of them entered the gate of the mysterious world, it was as if they had come to another world.

In this sanctuary, the sky is full of words.Like the speckled starlight above the night sky, each word is like a sword, and each sword is like a style.

"Fortunately, it's the Daotian Realm of the Banished Immortal White Emperor." Ye Yu shouted, already holding the mountain ghost pen in his hand.

"Using ink as a sword, hiding dreams as a way." Cui Guanyu also sighed.

I saw that the perfect circle of the sanctuary, Daotian, is full of sword formulas and fairy formulas.With a quick glance, it is the method of the immortal way.

Ye Yu carried the mountain ghost pen, using the pen as a sword, imitating the fairy sword style in his eyes.

After a while, Ye Yu's face was covered with beads of sweat, which stained his skirt, but he was not distracted.

Looking at Lu Mo'er and Cui Guanyu, they also raised their heads to look at the sword path left by the exiled immortal Baidi.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the sky in the Daotian of the Sanctuary, which was as small as a grain of sand, hidden in the sea.

Dao is like the sea, and it is like the Lin Lin of the sea, or it is like a drop in the sea.

"How long has it been since I enlightened?" Xiao Wen asked Jian Xin.

Ever since he saw Nalan Dieyi covered with blood, his heart has never calmed down, never been quiet again.

Xiao Wenwen sat cross-legged in the endless sanctuary, with his hair disheveled, looking at the immortal words left by the exiled immortal Baidi with his eyes closed.

"Twenty-one thousand one hundred and ninety-nine." Xiao asked with a twitch of his mouth, counting the sword chapters left by the exiled immortal Baidi.

When Xiao Wenwen opened his eyes again, he was already in the vast white mysterious world.

Half a foot away, there is a stone table, a rime pen, and a Haotian inkstone.But in the Haotian Inkstone, there is not a trace of ink.

"Can you see the ink?"

A sound of thunder from the kettle resounded behind Xiao Wendao.

I saw an old man in a plain white Taoist robe, looking at Xiao Wenwen step by step, and continued to ask: "Can you see Mo?"

Xiao Wenwen held the rime pen, and saw a drop of transparent ink dripping from the rime pen.

"Greetings, senior." Xiao asked and bowed to the old man.

"Wonderful. Neither human, nor demon, nor demon... is neither immortal, nor holy, nor god. How can there be such an evildoer like you in the world." Baidi looked at Xiao asked and commented.

"Neither human, nor demon, nor demon...I am human, demon, or demon. I am neither immortal, nor holy, nor god...I am immortal, holy, or god. There are monsters like me in the world. .” Xiao asked softly, looking at Baidi.

"I have seen thousands of crazy immortals in my life. It's a pity that they were all broken by my sword." Bai Di shouted, his madness was as high as the sun in the sky.

"Hmph, aren't you still dead?" Xiao Wen raised the corner of his mouth, and the choking Baidi twitched his eyebrows.

Suddenly, Baidi let go of the arrogance between his brows, and wrote two lines in the air with a rime pen.

One sword and two shadows Qian Qiuyue, covering the immortals is not in vain.

Xiao Wendao looked at these two lines of poetry, and raised a few strokes in the air with Wendao sword.

Baidi also suspected that the Yaotai mirror is worse than sleeping for 9 years.

The exiled immortal Baidi looked at the two poems he wrote, and his old face turned red!

"If you can't let go of your body and name, how can you talk about madness in the way of swordsmanship?" Xiao asked softly, his body was like a green hill, like a sea, like a grain of dust, a drop in the ocean...