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Tuoba Taihua, the Hongjun Daoist of a generation, is still the same as in the past, standing on the side of the "Dead Sea", not surprised by favor or shame.

Even he couldn't see through, how the little Xingjun Daoist broke through this "trapped palace killing sacrificial array" without any injuries, and also learned a lot of skills from all the demon saints.

He watched as Xiao Wen asked to break Xuansong, refine Xu, subdue true martial arts, cultivate Bodhi, and in turn break the remaining five peaks and four peaks in one fell swoop.

It is also the "strange formation" of the general soldier, the "tool method" of the animal husbandry saint, the "hehuan method" of the extreme saint, and the "tai chi method" of the ancestor saint, all broken together.

Tuoba Taihua originally thought that Xingjun Xiaodao was just a drop of water in this "Dead Sea", but it became a fish in this Dead Sea, a golden scale that could swallow mountains and seas.

Under his body, the remaining bone chain is tied to this green peak named "Ming Zun".

But the word "shameless" is not very clear.

Tuoba Taihua squinted his eyes at Xiao Wendao, stepped into "Ming Zun Peak", looked up to the sky and said: "I bet you that he will take 1000 years."

He "bet" with the way of heaven, as if the way of heaven can speak.

"After all, it took him 3000 years to become this Mingzun."

What Tuoba Taihua was talking about was the Demon Master Yi Xing, the Great Sage Demon who had played hundreds of games with him.

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The orchid cloud is curling up, and the fragrance is tangy.

As soon as Xiao Wenwen entered this place of Mingzun, it was as if he had entered a women's boudoir, but the aftertaste of pearl orchid was better than thousands of rouge.

Looking from a distance, I saw a white fox hanging on a green vine, with its tail hanging behind it without any cover.

With sly eyebrows and eyes, he looked at Xiao Wendao slyly, and the tip of his pale pink nose moved, and said softly: "I can't teach you, here's the skill."

"So weak."

Xiao Wenwen took a look at the cultivation level of this "white fox", but it was in the "star king realm" like him.

"I'm not the master here." The white fox said softly, chewing a green fruit in his mouth.

"Oh."

What the white fox said made Xiao Wenwen quite curious, and said quietly: "Then what about the former Mingzun."

"She...has seen through that little Taihao's tricks a long time ago, so naturally she won't be tricked by him. Now, she may have returned to the 33rd Heaven, lying in the Eight Views Court."

The white fox was dangling its calf, hanging leisurely on the ivy swing, but with a pair of red phoenix eyes, it landed on Xiao Wenwen's left shoulder.

"Is that sister born pretty?"

The little fox turned his purple pupils, called out with great interest, and stared blankly at Xiao Wendao, but his face was full of cuteness.

Xiao Wenwen knew that what she asked was "Kong Kong", so he responded, "It looks good."

The little fox shook his head at Xiao Wenwen, and said in a low voice as if he hated iron and steel: "You are so smart, I am afraid that even if you die, you will be able to step out of this place of Mingzun."

"Oh, according to what you said, how should it be."

"The Daoist Yi Xing back then, after listening to my question, he said, among the fox saints in the world, which one was not born as a bright and beautiful master, but you are even more beautiful." The little fox said to himself, and continued: " Listen to what he said, which word is not sweet."

Xiao Wenwen laughed dumbly, but let him "slip his beard", but he didn't say much.

Suddenly, the white fox climbed on the green vines, lay down on a sunny bluestone, and said in a slumber: "This place of Mingzun cultivates the way of wisdom, the way of wisdom to connect the gods with wisdom."

After she finished speaking, she snored lightly, and really ignored Xiao Wenwen.

Xiao Wenwen stepped into the Mingzun Peak one step at a time, but saw a ray of light disappearing like a firefly, and when he saw the scene inside the peak, he was truly astonished.

Like a hammer, beating his chest.

But in the green peak, ancient books and collections float in this ancient peak that reaches the sky, like a group of butterflies.

Xiao Wenwen hung up in the air, picked up an ancient book, and saw the word "Heavenly Way" engraved on the ancient book.

From one to ten, and then to ten to look at a hundred, all are named after "the Way of Heaven".

But in this book, it is quite different.

One page and one title are all pictures of non-stars, which seem to be the way of swordsmanship, the way of alchemy, but after careful consideration, they also seem to be strange formations and eight sects.

It seems to be closely related to Taoism, but it is irrelevant.

"The Way of Wisdom...the Way of Wisdom."

The white horse is too short, but only a breath.

Xiao Wenwen's mind was already fascinated by this "Tao of Heaven" book, and he didn't want to let go even for a moment.

"The Long River Sword Falls into Xiaoxianchen... Breaks the Army."

When he thought about it carefully, he remembered that he had just entered the "sacrifice formation" and saw the game between the Yixing Yaosheng and Tuoba Taihua.

Think about it carefully, vividly.

"Yue Chung Tian Sha Liu Tian Kill... Seven Kills."

Back then, Xiao Wendao was amazed by his attack and defense. Although he was also good at "chess skills", if he was based on his chess strength, he would have already been defeated.

But as he read carefully, he recorded the heavenly dao and star map in his soul sea one by one.

It seems that this text of the way of heaven can pass through all things.

You can enter the way of herbal alchemy, you can practice the way of swordsmanship through the ages, you can form the Eight Gates Array, and you can practice the way of infinite ghosts.

These ten thousand volumes of ancient books of "The Way of Heaven" are the soul of the heavens and the world, and the root of all things.

I don't know what year, let alone what night.

But I saw that in the "Ming Zun" peak, there was an ancient book left, but it was a fragmented book, half of which was missing.

"Stupid."

Suddenly, the little white fox on top of the blue stone let out a soft cry, but it seemed that he had slept soundly for a long time, he had recovered enough spirit, and wanted to compete with Xiao Wendao in terms of power of tongue.

Xiao Wenwen didn't say much, his eyes were full of "asking for advice", and he was not angry.

"It seems that you have also understood the chapter on the way of heaven and nature—the chapter on inaction." The little white fox was still gnawing on a green fruit, and continued: "Knowing the Dao is the cause, seeking the Dao is the fruit, knowing the way to advance and retreat, and feeling the way." It's natural."

Xiao Wenwen listened to what she said, but he had never thought that there was a "Book of the Way of Heaven" in the "Book of the Way of Heaven".

But when he thought about it carefully, he seemed to have it, but he didn't move the "thought of sophistry", let alone the desire to win or lose.

The little white fox was startled when he saw Xiao Wendao's aura, but saw that the green fruit in his hand was gnawed clean, and the core of the fruit in his mouth was spit out into the gravel.

"Since you know the cause of the clear nature of heaven, why don't you ask for a fruit for this fruit core." Xiao asked softly, and continued: "It is better to be born outside the gravel than to be born in the gravel."

The little white fox laughed cunningly, but still swinging on the ivy swing, waving a pair of plain white feet, and said softly: "Guo, in the cause and effect, why should you care about the nature of the day."

In an instant, Xiao Wendao came to a great realization, it was truly enlightening.

"The law of heaven, how to talk about cause and effect. Everything has no beginning, how to talk about effect and cause."

"I am the cause and the effect."

"I am the life of all things, and the cause of all things."

"I am the water of the sea, and I am the body of the sea."

Hearing what Xiao Wendao said, the little white fox's face slowly turned pale, as bright as pear blossoms, as bright as mist and snow.

She stared fixedly at the stone in the gravel, but she was lost in thought, and her cultivation had already increased.

Looking at Xiao Wenwen's fist again, he saw the word "No Blame" written on the back of the ancient book of the Way of Heaven.