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In the wild and desolate realm, within 3000 years, only 19 people can enter Chaosheng Pavilion.

These 19 people are all big figures in the Ten Thousand Seas Region, immortals who rule over ups and downs.

In the 790 and [-]th year of the Manghuang calendar, another Taoist entered the Chaosheng Pavilion, and countless people bowed their heads to look at him, wanting to see the newcomer to the Chaosheng Pavilion.

Lu Zhangke vaguely guessed in his heart that it was the blood-clothed boy he met the day before yesterday.However, he did not expect that it would take only three days.

The circumstances of the two are completely different.

Into Chaosheng Pavilion, it's broad daylight.

The day when Dabai is in the world is also the most sensational day in the entire Ziwei City.

"Let's go to Zixiao Pavilion." Lu Zhangke pondered, standing behind him were the two beautiful maidservants following Xiao Wendao.

The Zixiao Pavilion in all directions is a song of Xiaoyao San.

This is the place where Li Tai'a, the holy ancestor of a generation, became famous, and it is also the place where one must pass through when one enters Chaosheng Pavilion.

There is a glimmer of hope in Lu Zhangke's heart, a glimmer of Xiao Wendao's reminiscence of old feelings, which allows him to step into the door of Chaosheng Pavilion.

On the Zixiao Pavilion, people are like tides.

The people standing at the foot of Zixiaoting Mountain are like shells in the ebb tide. They have long been unable to see their appearance clearly, and everyone is looking in one direction.

Not far away, the solitary wind has no double shadows, and a sword trips up the world.

Xiao Wenwen rode a skinny horse, came out of Ziwei City, straddled the skinny horse, but looked very lazy.

"Ask...Ask."

When there was still a hundred zhang away, Lu Zhangke, who was wearing the Taoist robe of the master of the Dark Yin Courtyard, called out loudly.

The people standing around him were all numb from his yelling.People who couldn't help but looked back at Lu Zhangke.

"Why is Daoist Lu shouting here? There are not a few people who know this person's name. You don't look like a master of Taoism." Someone who recognized Lu Zhangke teased aloud.

Lu Zhangke turned a deaf ear to other people's words, watching Xiao Wendao's body riding a skinny horse, growing taller and taller.

On the Zixiao Pavilion, people overlap with shadows.

"Ask...Ask, I'm here." Lu Zhangke called out, and looked back at the maidservant beside him, with a twisted face, he said: "You...you shout too."

The two waitresses around were startled by Lu Zhangke's face.

Immediately, he raised his neck and shouted towards Xiao Wendao.Those two beautiful maidservants had stretched blue veins on their fair necks.

Seeing it, Xiao Wenwen was about to pass through Zixiao Pavilion...

Lu Zhangke knew that Xiao Wendao was kind-hearted, so he raised the maid behind him with both hands, and threw it towards Zixiao Pavilion.

"what···."

The Zixiao Pavilion is about a hundred feet high, but fortunately the two maids are quite cultivated, and when they fell down, they were just in a mess and a little unbearable.

"I was wrong... I was wrong. I was wrong... I should abolish their cultivation and leave Zixiao Pavilion behind." Lu Zhangke murmured, his eyes filled with confusion.

I saw that Lu Zhangke's black hair turned white all of a sudden, but he was insane.

People fall from the cliff, and people become lunatics.

Ever since someone first entered Chao Sheng Pavilion, such things were not uncommon.

In the eyes of others, this may be a smile, or it may be just an insignificant thing.

Xiao Wenwen rode a skinny horse in a blood-clothed suit and headed towards Chaosheng Pavilion.This bloody dress did not impress people deeply, and not many people remembered it.

What everyone remembers is that the person who entered Chaosheng Pavilion was named "Xiao Wendao."

One Xiao, one person, one sky, and the dark dust follows the horse.

Dare to ask the immortals who is respected, and where are the poets.

May I ask who Qingtian Dao is, there is no other way!

Xiao Wendao, who is known as "No Two Ways" in the world, but this name has been remembered by countless people.

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Chaosheng Pavilion is built on a cliff, located at the east pole of Ziwei City, overlooking the sea thousands of miles away.

Xiao Wenwen got off the skinny horse, slapped the horse's buttocks, and the skinny horse fled into the distance in fright, riding away from the ground.

Looking at the Chaosheng Pavilion, there are thousands of layers of jade steps in front of the pavilion.

"Climbing to the sky."

He looked at a jade tablet with "three characters" engraved on it, and looked at the jade tablet with the Wendao sword in his hand, the corner of his mouth moved.

boom.

A sword slashed open the "climbing the sky steps", and the jade tablet turned into rubble, which was stepped on by Xiao Wendao.

In the Chaosheng Pavilion, there are 72 pavilion slaves, who are enlightened and practiced here.

The 72 people looked at Xiao Wendao chopping and slashing, with a bit of surprise on their faces.

Xiao Wen asked to step up to the heaven step by step, the little fox lay on his shoulder empty-handedly, looking at the servants of Chaosheng Pavilion.

"The Holy Ancestor is watching the tide cliff." Zhao Qinghang stood half a foot in front of Xiao Wendao.

"En." Xiao Wen nodded lightly.

"Chaosheng Pavilion has [-] gates. After you enter Chaosheng Pavilion, you will go east all the way to Guanhai Cliff." Zhao Qinghang said, stepping down the steps to the sky.

The remaining 72 pavilion slaves were all sitting cross-legged on the empty mountain, and saw a cloud map of yin and yang and gossip hanging on the Chaosheng Pavilion.

Half white cloud, half dark cloud.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the cloud map in the sky calmly, stepped into the Chaosheng Pavilion, but heaved a sigh of relief.

In Chaosheng Pavilion, Que Que has immortal methods, and Taoism has mysteries.

In the pavilion, there are leisurely and elegant places with winding paths leading to secluded places, and there are also wide open and closed ashrams.

After a hasty sweep, he didn't even look at the beautiful scenery and Taoism, his eyes were only looking at the direction of Chaoguan Cliff.

The cloud map in the sky hung over Xiao Wendao's head, following him like a shadow.

"81 gates." Xiao Wenwen pondered, looking at the gate in front of him.

On both sides of the door, there were two short plaques, each with four characters engraved on them.

On the left side it says, Shouzhen hugs one.

On the right, it says, Taiyi Qingfeng.

Stepping into the last door, a strong wind blows towards his face, even Xiao Wendao had to stabilize his figure.

On the tide watching cliff, there is a person standing.

Xiao Wenwen stepped forward and looked at that person, step by step, looking at the figure of that person, his mind was terrifyingly calm.

"It's windy today, and it's the best time to watch the tide." The man called out of thin air.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the man, bowed and said, "Tai Ah Shengzu."

"Those who can enter the Chaosheng Pavilion are equal to me. You don't have to respect Fan Secular Festival, you call me Tai Ah. As for me, it's okay to call you Wendao." Li Tai Ah said, turning around body looked at him.

Xiao Wenwen looked at Li Tai's expression, and took another breath out of thin air.

"What is this?" Xiao asked, looking at Li Tai'a holding a red lotus in his hand.

"It used to be mine, but now it's yours." Li Tai'a said, placing the golden lotus in front of Xiao Wendao.

The little fox glanced at the golden lotus in vain, but there was a bit of coveting in the fox's pupils.

Xiao Wenwen took it and looked at the golden lotus, engraved with the words "Fire Seed Golden Lotus".

Kong Kong bit the golden lotus in one bite, and swallowed the whole lotus, with a gleam in his eyes.

"I'll return it to the original owner, watch the tide with me." Li Tai'a said, standing on the cliff of watching the tide, raising his eyes and looking into the distance.

Xiao Wenwen stood side by side with Li Tai'a, watching the waves and tornadoes, there was a "mirage" above the sky.

"When you entered the Chaosheng Pavilion, you didn't take a single step to look at the scenery in the pavilion. It seems that you entered the Chaosheng Pavilion in a hurry to kill people." Li Tai'a said aloud.

Xiao Wenwen looked at the mirage, and said softly, "Outside the Chaosheng Pavilion, where is it?"

"Taichu Academy, Bihai Que."

The tide of the blue sea is born, and there are two ways of the emperor and the sky.

One way to enlighten righteousness, one way to shut down evil.