Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 68: The world of calligraphy is about to begin

In the following period, the main peak was still very popular, and some disciples came to visit from time to time in front of the Forget-Not Pavilion, but except for a few familiar people, Chu Tianming was nowhere to be seen.

As for the spiritual field where the Fire Spirit Sui and Blue River Rice were planted, it suddenly became a forbidden place comparable to a desperate situation in the hearts of Wenzong disciples.The fate of Zi Qiuyun and Shen Wen reminds everyone all the time that the spiritual field has its owner, so be careful not to enter it.

As time went by, the wonderful scenes on the first day of the Lanting Meeting were also talked about by all the disciples.

That Qianjun Thunder Mountain that was suppressed like the sky was collapsing, the avatar of the Lord of Daolei who appeared in person, and Chu Tianming’s majestic posture that overturned everything...

All this spread at a terrifying speed, like a hurricane, sweeping through Wenzong's orthodox and side disciples.

For a time, the invincible Chief Chu, who was ruthless and talkative, became an endless topic among the disciples.

Compared to the orthodox ones who are proud and proud, the side disciples are much more low-key.Places where Chu Tianming had appeared, such as Zhufeng and Qinfeng, were labeled "don't get involved" by them one by one.

No side disciple wants to be cannon fodder for Chu Da Ruren, and no side disciple thinks that he is stronger than Zi Qiuyun and Lord Daolei.

……

The main peak is Lingtian.

Chu Tianming casually sat on the ridge of the field, stretched out his hand to pick up a fire spike, and said casually: "Here?"

"coming."

An old voice came from beside him. The old sweeper put down the broom and sat beside Chu Tianming.He looked at the full grains of fire spirit ears, and said with a smile: "These ears have been pulled out, the grains are full, the grains are full, it's time to harvest."

Chu Tianming glanced at the old man sweeping the floor, and said teasingly: "When Shen Wen and Zi Qiuyun entered my spiritual field, you didn't see you coming out to stop them. Now that the harvest is about to be harvested, you can't wait to jump out again?"

The old man sweeping the floor laughed dryly and said: "The young people nowadays have very strong bones, but the old people's bones have already rotted away. Even if they jump out, I'm afraid they won't be able to stop them. In this case, it's better to wait for Mr. Chu to come and save him." The scene must be real!"

Chu Tianming took a deep look at the old man sweeping the floor, then nodded solemnly and said, "Your body is indeed starting to decay. This place is not easy to clean."

The old man sweeping the floor smiled helplessly: "There has to be a sweeper. If even the old man doesn't sweep the floor, who else in the world will sweep the floor?"

Chu Tianming rarely looked at the old sweeper seriously and said, "It's not too late for you to understand."

Then he looked up at the sky and said leisurely: "Even if you can't clean it up, someone will eventually clean it up."

The old sweeper smiled, very happily.

"Then I hope I can see this scene before I am buried in the loess!"

Chu Tianming withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and stroked the Fire Spirit Spike, "Start harvesting with me tomorrow, and I can give you some of the brewed wine. As for whether you can survive until that day, it depends on your own destiny."

When the old man sweeping the floor heard this, a bright light suddenly burst out from his muddy old eyes.

"Okay, if this day comes, I will have no regrets even if I die a hundred times."

Chu Tianming smiled, stroked the Huo Lingsui, and stopped talking.

The next day, the morning light is with you.

Chu Tianming carried the sickle, led the groom and Xiaoyin Xiaobai to the edge of the spiritual field in the first ray of light in the early morning.

"Unknowingly, it has been a while since I came to Wenzong." Chu Tianming lamented, "Even the Huo Ling Sui and Blue River Rice are ripe."

Xiao Yin said with a smile: "This spiritual field is really good. If you put it in other places, even if you plant Huo Lingsui and Blue River rice, I'm afraid it won't be harvested so quickly!"

Chu Tianming nodded, "Indeed, tens of thousands of years of savings have made it something extraordinary. Let's start work! Finish the harvest before sunset!"

"it is good!"

"start!"

During this time, everyone vaguely knew that Chu Tianming planted Huolingsui and Blue River rice to make wine. After tasting Chu Tianming's barbecue, everyone was also very enthusiastic about the wine brewed by Chu Tianming. Two expectations.

What kind of wine does Chu Tianming want to brew?With full anticipation, everyone started harvesting enthusiastically.

By noon, the spiritual field had been harvested to every possible extent.

At this time, a crisp cry came from the stone steps not far away.

"Wow, you stinky senior brother, you actually sneaked here to cut rice!"

A beautiful figure in blue floats over with laughter like silver bells. Who else could it be besides Mu Lingqing?
Mu Lingqing looked at the rice ears pushed up on the field ridge, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, and said with a bulging mouth: "Smelly senior brother, are you going to secretly plant other things here again? What kind of things can you plant for me? Leave a way to survive?"

Chu Tianming shook his head helplessly and said, "That's because you are not good enough. Besides, do I need to be secretive about what I am growing?"

"Damn stinking senior brother, believe it or not, I will kill you now and inherit your spiritual land!" Mu Lingqing pretended that I would fight you to the death.

Chu Tianming said calmly: "But after I harvest these Huolingsui and Blue River rice, I won't plant anything else. As long as you want, the whole field is yours."

Mu Lingqing immediately beamed, rushed over, picked up the sickle, and said impatiently: "Elder brother is the best, then let me help you harvest together!"

When the old man sweeping the floor saw this scene, he couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead and smiled bitterly.

These two orthodox children...

Hong Lan was too focused on her cultivation. She was obviously a woman who brought disaster to the country and the people, but she had an extremely irritable temperament.As an orthodox senior sister, she comes in and out of the sect with a domineering air, and is intimidating to others.

The other, Mu Lingqing, was very talented but didn't like to practice. He spent all day tinkering with formations and spiritual plants. He was cunning and agile, without any hint of reserve that a woman should have.As the orthodox second senior sister, she doesn’t have too many responsibilities and can get along with anyone.

Headache, it’s really a headache…

The old man sweeping the floor was speechless and choked, but what a coincidence, just because Mu Lingqing happened to like spiritual plants, he was able to get very close to Chu Tianming by accident. If this continues, after he is buried in the loess, Wenzong may be able to Under the protection of Chu Tianming, he will survive forever.

After Lan Ningdie joined the rice harvesting team, after her unremitting harvesting, the group finally finished work early.

Chu Tianming looked at the rice ears piled up on the field ridges and couldn't help but clapped his hands with satisfaction.

Daochongjiu is finally settled.

Lan Ningdie's eyes fell on the spiritual field. She looked at the field full of rice piles, and her eyes could not help but shine, as if she had seen her old lover.

"Elder brother, you must keep your word! This field is mine from now on, it's all mine!" Lan Ningdie opened her arms, eager to dig out this spiritual field and take it away.

……

Just when the Orchid Pavilion Meeting was in full swing.

someday.

Among Wenzong's thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, dark golden lines suddenly appeared. These lines lurk under Wenzong's surface, wandering along the mountains and rivers, as if there is a supreme power, with The power of heaven and earth is like writing words on Wenzong's land.

These lines are very strange. As they travel along the mountains and terrains, the general trend of the world is also pulled. For a while, the spiritual energy in Wenzong also becomes more intense.If someone looks up from the sky to the ground, it is not difficult to see that these words are faintly forming a chapter.

When this chapter was formed, in the sky of Wen Zong, countless auras gathered crazily, and the vast sea of ​​clouds churned endlessly. At this moment, the seven divine peaks trembled slightly, as if echoing the supreme chapter on the earth.

And in the churning sea of ​​clouds, an illusory portal loomed.This portal is imprinted in the void like a gate.It seems to be attracted by the supreme chapter and suddenly emerge, but it seems as if it has existed there forever.

The main peak is inside the Dou Forget Pavilion.

Chu Tianming, who was brewing wine, had a feeling in his heart, and turned his head to look at the illusory portal. A faint smile curled up on the corner of his lips, and he muttered, "Mysterious Book World, Mysterious Book World, and the opening I estimate It’s almost time.”

While he was talking, he took out his ghost pen and wrote scrawled words one after another on the surface of the brewing container.

"The wine is just right."

(End of this chapter)