If you want to ask the disciples of Wenzong, what place is they most want to stay at, the answer is Qinfeng. The scenery of Qinfeng is the best among Wenzong, but the place that can truly retain people is not its scenery, but the book pavilion.

The Book Pavilion is built on the top of Qin Peak, located between the sea of ​​clouds and pines. It is a pavilion that looks quaint. ABC novel website is floating in the sea of ​​clouds, and it feels like jumping out of the world, but it is half into the world, as if it is close and separated.

The stone steps of Qin Peak are spread all over the peak like a stream, and some of the stone steps gradually gather and extend to the pavilion among the sea of ​​clouds at the peak.

On the stone steps covered by thin clouds, there were young figures after young figures. They walked on the mountaineering road, looking up at the pavilions in the clouds on the mountain from time to time, their eyes full of fiery color.

Chu Tianming, with Xiaoyin and the groom, also brought them into these mountaineering disciples.

There are many disciples of Wenzong, and one or two unfamiliar faces will not attract much attention at all.

However, Xiaoyin's extraordinary and light aura still attracted many young girls to look curiously. In contrast, Chu Tianming's general public appearance seemed too ordinary.

Stepping to the end of the stone steps, the three of them arrived in front of the pavilion.

On the pavilion, there is a plaque with an ancient atmosphere, with the words "Shu Pavilion" written on it. These two words are majestic. On the first day of the day, I feel as if I am as vast as a sea of ​​stars. When I look at it, I feel like I have met the infinite starry light, which is shocking.

The book pavilion is not big, but the door is wide open, and all visitors are welcome. Looking inside from outside, I saw that the door is in chaos and difficult to peek, as if there was a world hidden.

After each disciple crossed the threshold, they disappeared, as if the book pavilion could accommodate all rivers.

The groom stared at the plaque for a long time, then came to his senses and said with emotion: "It is rumored that the word "book pavilion" was written by the Lanting Calligraphy Saint. With just a few strokes, it was as vast as a galaxy. This realm really made me fascinated."

Chu Tianming shook his head and said lightly: "These two words were not written by Lanting Shusheng."

The groom was stunned.

Before he could speak, a few disciples passing by him stopped and said, "Junior brother, don't talk nonsense. This plaque of the book pavilion is not written by the Lanting Book Saint. Who else is qualified to have the ability to do it?"

There was another disciple next to him who also echoed: "Junior brother, be careful when speaking. It's okay if you are our orthodox disciples, but you're afraid that these words will fall into the ears of the children of the other party and will be used to deal with you with fire."

Chu Tianming nodded to the two of them and asked back: "Is the conflict between orthodox and the side of the sect so intense?"

The disciple said, "My junior brother has a very young face. Maybe he has just entered the sect. You don't know that we are mostly orthodox and are children of major sects and countries. Although we are all in the Wenzong, they often use their origins to suppress others, and they want to gain some convenience, which is unpleasant."

Contradictions come from class and conflicts come from interests entanglements.

"If junior brother suffers a loss, don't rush to confront the children of the side. Tell the senior sister and brother that they have a high level of cultivation and are not afraid of the side, and will uphold justice for you." The disciple kindly reminded.

Any sect is a microcosm of the world of cultivation, and in the world of cultivation, the hard truth is the big fist.

Chu Tianming shook his head, but did not say anything, but led Xiaoyin into the pavilion.

Seeing this, the two disciples both smiled helplessly. Because seeing Chu Tianming's reaction, they obviously did not take their reminders to heart.

The two disciples looked at each other, and one of them had no idea what he thought of, and suddenly said, "I heard that a chief senior brother has come to our orthodox Wenzong. I don't know what kind of person he is, and whether he can suppress the arrogance of the other party."

Another disciple shook his head and said, "I think it is the most convincing thing that Sister Honglan is the chief disciple. I don't like the new senior brother."

As he said that, the two of them entered the pavilion one after another.

Inside the book pavilion, there is no gorgeous decoration with carved beams and painted roofs. There is only an antique picture, like an old house that has been stored for decades, with a few traces of extraordinaryness in the simplicity.

In the air of the book pavilion, there is a unique fragrance that only the fragrance of wood and ink is mixed together. When you smell it, you feel like you are wandering in the sea of ​​books.

But there are no books in the Book Pavilion, and there are only one calligraphy and painting after another hanging on the wall. These calligraphy and paintings have different styles, but they all reflect the author's deep brushwork and understanding of Tao. Any picture can be used to make people understand for a long time.

But no disciples learned about calligraphy and paintings. Some of them walked through calligraphy and paintings based on their feelings, then selected one to enter them, while others walked to the painting with clear goals, and then stepped forward without hesitation and got into the painting.

The book pavilion is not big, but it can accommodate disciples of the entire sect. The secret lies in these magical calligraphy and paintings that create their own space.

Xiaoyin was stunned. This kind of interesting scene where disciples rush into calligraphy and paintings always impacted her ideas and opened up a brand new world for her.

In a vague way, she felt a corner of the book Pavilion calling her. This ray of call was transmitted, which made her blood feel a little boiling.

Chu Tianming touched her hair and smiled and said, "Go, there are some things here that your ancestors left to you. If you take them away, no one dares to object."

When Xiaoyin heard this, her delicate body shook and she suddenly turned her head to look at Chu Tianming. The silver eyes were filled with incredible colors.

She said in a trembling voice: "Young Master, is there something left by my ancestors here?"

Chu Tianming nodded and said, "Go."

Xiaoyin nodded heavily and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr.!"

Looking at Xiaoyin's back, Chu Tianming sighed in his heart, "Zi Ling, Zi Ling... Since you don't want your younger generation to go this path again, why should you leave it behind?"

Chu Tianming then looked at the groom again and said, "It's rare to come to the Book Pavilion. Is there anything I want to see?"

When the groom heard this, he was about to speak, but suddenly realized that this might be his opportunity. He immediately changed his words and asked Chu Tianming respectfully, "Please give me some advice, which calligraphy and painting should I enter to find the opportunity?"

"The qualifications are not high, but not stupid." Chu Tianming nodded with satisfaction, "You are doing your best in the past few days, so I will give you some advice. Here, there is a fallen leaf under the pine tree. You can put it away. In the future, you may use this as a basis to comprehend the 'Thousand Illusions'."

The groom bowed a lot and said gratefully: "Thank you for your advice!"

Chu Tianming nodded and said lightly: "Go."

After saying that, he stopped talking, turned around and walked straight towards the depths of the book pavilion.
Chapter completed!