Que Qianqian smiled slightly from the side: "Junior Brother Chen Feng, you are so majestic!"

Chen Feng laughed and said, "I'll make my senior sister laugh."

After seeing his golden invitation, those responsible for checking the invitation were extremely respectful and respectful to Chen Feng on the boat.

Then a maid with a beautiful face personally led Chen Feng and others to go up. Soon, they arrived at a height of the 90th floor.

On the top of this 90th floor is a huge platform, which can overlook the entire Tianyuan Imperial City.

And behind the platform, there are nine floors of pavilions.

These nine-story pavilions are only those with the highest status among the Hongxiu Tower!

On the platform, it is extremely elegant, not a round table, but a small table for each person. The main position is placed, but the main position is empty at this time.

On the left and right sides of the main position, there are a row of small tables, and there are three or four rows behind.

At a rough look, this place can accommodate at least thousands of people. Obviously, the closer it is to the main position and the smaller the small number on the central axis, it means that the higher the position of the owner here.

Chen Feng saw that about half of the people had sat on these small tables. At the entrance, the guard shouted loudly: "Young Master Chen Feng is here!"

"What? Chen Feng is here?"

"Is it Chen Feng who killed the eldest son of Lieyang with a knife at the head of the Sunset Peak?"

When everyone present heard the words Chen Feng, their originally careless expressions changed immediately.

Few people looked at Chen Feng just now, but now everyone's eyes were on his face!

Then the next moment, everyone knew that what they guessed was definitely right. This young man was definitely the Chen Feng who killed Lieyang's eldest son with one sword, became famous and spread throughout the world.

Because at this time, Chen Feng had a gaze and Liao Ruoxingchen, with a tall and tall figure, only such an outstanding person could do that.

With respect, worship and fearful eyes, Chen Feng slowly sat down. His seat was in the first row, and was closer to the main seat, showing his noble identity.

Then, someone came to 6th.

Soon, the place was full and there was almost no time left.

At this time, a red cloud appeared in the sky, then flew slowly and gently fell towards the main position.

Everyone cheered: "Everyone Yue is here."

Many people widened their eyes: "Haha, I didn't even have the qualifications to meet everyone before. Now I can take this opportunity to meet again, which is a fulfillment of my long-cherished wish!"

Chen Feng also looked at the city with some curiosity, wanting to know what kind of person this Yue Master, who made all the young heroes in Tianyuan Imperial City fascinated.

Soon, he saw it.

The red cloud floated into the main seat, and then the red cloud owner flashed and turned into a woman in red.

This woman in red has a very white complexion, even a little dazzling. Although her appearance is indeed beautiful, what is more important is that her beauty exudes an indescribable charm and charm.

With her big red dress, her skin looks as white as snow, her lips are as red as fire, and as long as ink.

This extremely sharp contrast has caused a strong visual impact, making people feel dazzling and fascinated at first glance.

Chen Feng sighed softly. The woman had different beauty methods, and this woman was obviously the kind that was extremely charming and harming the country and the people!

No wonder she is so famous, her face deserves her fame.

Everyone in the moon spoke slowly, her voice was gentle and graceful, as if she could pull away the souls of a person as soon as she heard it: "Thank you for your appreciation this time to come to attend the Mandala Flower Poetry Festival. This Mandala Flower Festival Poetry Festival has always been a grand event in our Hongxiulou."

"You all come today and will never let you down."

She smiled slightly and suddenly said softly: "Please be quiet and welcome the distinguished guests of our Mandala Festival poetry meeting, Grand Secretary Lin."

As she said that, she stood up first.

"What? Grand Secretary Lin? Grand Secretary Lin is here?"

"Is it possible that Lin Moyu, the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy, was Lin Moyu?"

When these three words were just spoken, a light suddenly flashed in the distance.

Chen Feng saw that a huge book passed by in the sky.

The huge scrolls on this side are as long as dozens of meters long and are about ten meters thick, and look extremely thick. Their skin covers look like they are made of bronze, which is thick and ancient.

Every page inside is as sharp as red gold cast, extremely light and thin.

At this time, a figure in ink clothes stepped on the scroll and came across the sky. With a swish, he was approaching.

Then, his figure flashed and he sat on the seat next to the main seat.

And the heavy book turned into a large book about half a person tall, smashed heavily and fell into his hands.

He gently placed this book on the table in front of him with an expression of caring for himself.

"It's indeed Lin Moyu, Grand Secretary Xi of Hanlin Academy!"

"This is amazing. Hongxiulou invited such a respected and highly cultivated person to take charge. This event is really interesting!"

Chen Feng heard the discussions around him and understood Lin Moyu's identity.

It turns out that he is the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy. As for his martial arts cultivation, he is already at least two-star Martial Emperor realm!

Amid their discussion, Chen Feng also had some understanding of the Wenzong and Wuzong of the Tianyuan Dynasty.

It turns out that although almost everyone in the Tianyuan Dynasty and above the court were very powerful warriors, what they believed was different.

Many commanders of the army believed in Wuzong. They read, but rarely read.

Many civil officials believed in the literary masters. They believed that they could understand powerful martial arts in this fragrance of calligraphy and calligraphy.

They believe that writing a powerful poem can greatly improve one's strength, and even make sudden enlightenment and breakthroughs!

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can a poem increase your strength greatly? Is it possible?"

Uncle Dao whispered: "Don't underestimate it. There have been such examples in the past. It is said that when the Tianyuan Dynasty was just opened, the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy was a powerful man who was in the world."

"And every time he writes a poem, he is an extremely powerful martial art. He even went into seclusion for three years, wrote a long poem hard, and then directly broke through three great realms!"
Chapter completed!