The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the stars are dim.

Li Xiao invisibly wore a night-walking clothes and quietly pushed open the gate of Chunyang Palace.

He originally planned to use the ability of [Invisibility] to go to the Zhenbao Pavilion directly, but after thinking about it, there would be no one to follow him in the middle of the night, so let it go.

After tiptoely pushing open the door, Li Xiaoyin lit the candle on the candlestick.

I brought my candlestick before I came, and before I left, I brought a homemade fire stick.

Next, he began to re-exploration of the mystery in the Thunder Pool.

After some hard work, Li Xiaoyin confirmed:

The small door under the Thunder Pool is indeed fake. It only has one door shape and there is actually no channel below.

The real passage has to be searched through the circular platform located in the center of the thunder pool.

The lights are unclear and the surroundings are extremely dim.

At this moment, Li Xiaoyin, who was dedicated, was still carefully examining the round platform under his feet.

Flying up from this round platform, you can directly reach the top of the Treasure Pavilion, but you can't get in.

And this twelve-story Treasure Pavilion has not even been built...

After thinking about it, Li Xiaoyin focused his attention on the disorderly stone patterns under his feet:

In part, dozens of long and short lines do not intersect each other, but they also have some subtle connection with each other;

Overall, these things seem to be portrayed by others, and are meaningless.

Li Xiaoyin had a sudden inspiration and pressed his hand on these mysterious stone patterns, and then activated the ability of [Insight].

One hour later...

"So that's the case. I, you are such a genius!"

Li Xiaoyin cheered slightly.

According to the information learned from the [Insight] ability, the stone patterns under his feet are actually some scattered puzzles!

To enter the Treasure Pavilion, the first level is to untie the meaning of the puzzle and use spiritual power to complete these puzzles.

But the problem is, he has no idea how many lines of different lengths~

At this moment, in a dark corner of Chunyang Palace, the mysterious man wearing a black cloak sighed quietly.

He stretched out his slender fingers and, through his faint spiritual power, "moved" these lines of varying lengths bit by bit.

Under the dim light, Li Xiaoyin didn't notice anything unusual around him. He kept staring at these messy lines.

A few minutes later, Li Xiaoyin, who was already very sleepy, finally straightened up, and he yawned and said:

"Does these things require me to spell out a divine pattern?"

"But I didn't learn that book "Tianjing God Pattern" at that time... Otherwise, I'll just spell the three words "Li Xiaoyin"~"

As he said that, he began to control his spiritual power and spell the three words "Li Xiaoyin".

In that dark corner, the mysterious man in a black cloak slowly took off his hat, exposed his silver-white hair, and smiled arrogantly.

That's right, he was the little white beast that escaped from the Thunder Pool that day, Tian Ke.

He has now become a subordinate of the witch ghost, staring at Li Xiaoyin's every move with concentration.

The task given to him by the witch ghost is very simple. As long as Li Xiaoyin intends to enter the Zhenbao Pavilion, he will secretly help him and come back to report in time.

As an indigenous person born in the Thunder Pool and growing in the Thunder Pool, Tian Ke has long known how to enter the Treasure Pavilion-

Just put the messy lines on the round platform into the divine pattern of "Thunder".

Of course, since he knew the method, he had naturally entered the Zhenbao Pavilion, but after entering, he could only see a vast white area, as if there was no space, so he had to retreat.

But Li Xiaoyin was not aware of this, and even if he told him the method, he would not be able to portray divine patterns. It would be useless to say it.

To put it bluntly, he couldn't even enter the gate of Zhenbao Pavilion!

Just now, Tian Ke planned to use his spiritual power to indirectly help Li Xiaoyin spell out the "Thunder" divine pattern, but when the last step was about to be completed, his efforts were in vain.

Based on his own ideas, Li Xiaoyin unauthorizedly dismantled the almost-pieced divine pattern patterns little by little, and then clumsily controlled the spiritual power to splice these chaotic lines into the three words "Li Xiaoyin".

"Haha~ It's indeed a mortal."

Tian Ke smiled arrogantly, while also hugging his arms, showing contemptuous and disdainful eyes.

However, just as Li Xiaoyin finished spelling the three words "Li Xiaoyin", a faint blue divine light suddenly arose, obliterating him.

Li Xiaoyin, he went in.

Tian Ke, who was standing beside him exclaimed:

"What the hell? He spelled nothing, why can he go in!"

At this moment, a faint voice appeared beside him:

"Who told you that there is only one way to enter the Treasure Pavilion?"

Tian Ke turned his head and looked at it, immediately knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and said:

"Master Witch and Ghost, why are you here?"

In the darkness, a man covered in blood on his long gown and his eyes were covered in blood snorted coldly:

"I don't have so much spare time to scold you. This time, we will go to the real treasure house to check it out."

"Let's go."

A dangerous smile appeared on Wu Ghost's face, as if Li Xiaoyin and Zhenbao Pavilion were both going to be the things in his palm.

Little did they know that on the beam of Chunyang Palace, a monk in white with a long sword had been waiting for a long time.

The night at Koushan Sect is still very quiet, and of course, the candles in the Criminal Law Hall are still lit.

At the desk, Wang Jinsheng and his three friends from the hall masters were conspiring to discuss something.

The White Bone Cave, Heifeng Mountain, Kuaishan Sect, and the only ones who belong to the hall masters are probably known in their hearts.

In Yundao Palace, Taoist Yunxiao was still looking through the "The True Sutra of Fire Cang" that he had accompanied him for many years.

Since he was injured in the battle in Beishan City, he already knew that he would never have the chance to practice this martial art again.

But it is always good to leave a heritage and thoughts behind, right?

In the side room of the Kuangshan Hall, Chunlan and Biye were still joking with each other, looking up at the moonlight together.

However, in Haoran Palace, that boy Ning Hao no longer knew where he ran to...

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