Chu Tianming was eating horse meat, and when he heard this, he shook his head and said, "Although I haven't heard of it, it should have something to do with the younger generation of Wenzong, right? Is it your party?"

Mu Lingqing glanced at Chu Tianming and laughed and said, "It's our party!"

Chu Tian waved his hand and said with no interest: "No interest."

Mu Lingqing hurriedly persuaded: "Brother, you can't say that. You are the chief senior brother of our orthodox Wenzong. You can lack anyone in the Lanting Club, how can you lose you? Besides, this Lanting Club is held at the main peak. You always raise your feet and arrive, so don't rush to refuse!"

Mu Lingqing was afraid that Chu Tianming would refuse again, so he moved out the location directly.

On the main peak? Chu Tianming's brow frowned slightly.

She said again: "Senior Brother, listen to me first. This Lanting will be a gathering of activities such as exchanges and discussions among disciples of Wenzong, sharing cultivation experiences, exchanging treasures, and savoring spiritual food and wine."

Seeing that Chu Tianming was still frowning and unmoved, she winked and instigated, saying, "It's not just our orthodox Emperor of Wenzong, but also many outstanding children from the side sects participated. We orthodox Emperor have been fighting openly and secretly, and we are dissatisfied with each other in private. If you can shake your body and lose your domineering spirit, and capture one or two princesses from the side sect, you will definitely be able to promote our orthodox morale and rub the sharpness of the side sect."

When Chu Tianming heard this, he was so amazed and scolded: "Is there only the digging of soil left in your head?"

When Mu Lingqing heard the "digging soil", she immediately raised her face and said with her hips on her hips, "Hey, which pot you are not opening? I want to remind you that you have a huge basket on Qinfeng. It won't take long before the arrows on the entire side door will point to you. In addition, Lanting will be held at the main peak. Do you think the group of people on the side door will deal with you?"

Chu Tianming said indifferently: "Then I thank you for your reminder."

Mu Lingqing was speechless. Is this expression and expression the way he should be? Obviously, he didn't feel at ease with her reminder!

Just as she was about to talk to Chu Tianming about the person who was next door, Chu Tianming shook his head and said, "The senior management of Wenzong is getting worse and worse. When will the mere side door be qualified to set foot on the main peak?"

The main peak and Qinfeng were the girl’s private territory at the beginning. Even the lord of a great power came to pay homage to him, and they were not necessarily qualified to come to the main peak.

But now?

Even if Qin Peak is open, even the main Peak has become a place where younger generations can "gather".

The study has declined, and it’s just that Qinfeng has opened some areas for the disciples, but when will the main peak become a place where even the children of the other party come to settle down?

Thinking of the past.

Chu Tianming and the girl wrote copybooks in Lanting Pavilion on the main peak. While watching the scenery of the world in Tingyuxuan, the kings in the Mianfang Cultivation Realm came to pay respect and waited outside the peak respectfully.

But now?

"The descendants are incompetent." Chu Tianming shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Those familiar faces are gone, and the study is no longer a study.

He was just a passerby after all.

If you can help, just help. If you have the rest, it depends on their own luck.

Chu Tianming closed his eyes, lay lazily beside the field, and his fingers hit the ground one by one.

"Stop talking about those princesses, just a group of vulgar fans. Let's talk about this Lanting." He said lightly.

When Mu Lingqing heard this, she smiled and said, "This Lanting Club is a gathering that was decided by the side door and Zhengtong. It is once a year. The venues of the gatherings are in Lanting and Tingyuxuan, which means 'pursuing the footprints of Lanting Calligraphy Saint'."

"During this period, our orthodox disciples and other disciples sat together, exchanged and demonstrated the method of cultivation. Some disciples got good things they couldn't use when they went out to practice, and they would take them out at the Lanting Club to exchange for what they needed."

"The most important thing is that once a year, the leaders between the orthodox disciples and the children of the sidelines will attend. Before, our orthodox attending was always Senior Sister Honglan, but now this burden is about to fall on you, Senior Brother Smell."

Mu Lingqing blinked and said with a smile: "Strange Brother, you must revive the orthodox spirit of our Wenzong!"

Chu Tianming lay there with his eyes closed, waved his hand, and said lazily: "I have no interest in revitalizing the orthodox spirit or something. But if the side door puts his face up, I don't mind tearing them up."

The faint voice exuded an unquestionable domineering aura.

Mu Lingqing subconsciously shivered, and vaguely, she seemed to see a bloody storm brewing in the main peak.

For the next period of time, the main peak was extremely calm.

Chu Tianming had his spare time writing copybooks and eating fruits. He would occasionally take Xiaoyin to the Lanting Pavilion and take a walk in Tingyuxuan.

Mu Lingqing became a frequent visitor to the main peak. After Chu Tianming gave her guidance, she often asked Chu Tianming for advice with the spiritual plant seeds carved with the formation patterns. Chu Tianming did not refuse. He would answer whatever Mu Lingqing asked.

But there were some problems. After pointing out the nail on the head, he stopped talking about it. No matter how coquettish Mu Lingqing acted, he left it to her to think about it himself.

This made Mu Lingqing love and hate him. He was both convinced by Chu Tianming, the eldest brother, and gritted his teeth with hatred for his temper that he faded out of his bird.

But outside the calm main peak, there was a turbulent undercurrent in Wenzong, and a terrible storm was brewing invisibly.

First of all, it was because Chu Tianming left Zhao Yue's followers behind Qinfeng. Except for some of these people who had life-saving objects, all of them fell to death.

Secondly, it was because Chu Tianming did not give Zi Qiuyun any face. In front of Zi Qiuyun and all the younger brothers, he pressed his face to the ground and rubbed hard.

According to rumors, after Zi Qiuyun left Qin Peak, he looked at the broken sword and was angry and spit out a mouthful of old blood. He even threatened that one day, he would tear Chu Tianming into pieces.

Within one day, Chu Tianming's infamy suddenly became famous.

Just when everyone was curious about who this naughty boy suddenly came out, someone revealed that Chu Tianming's carriage fell into the main peak.

The next day, news came out that Chu Tianming was the chief senior brother of Emperor Wenzong.
Chapter completed!