Looking into the door from Tingyuxuan, you can only see a figure standing with a backlight. The view from that angle inside thexuan is very strange. At first glance, it looks like Chu Tianming is carrying a sun on the stage.

Behind Chu Tianming, several more figures appeared, namely three women and one dog.

Most of the disciples in Tingyuxuan were from side sects. These people were discussing their cultivation experiences with interest, discussing each other to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses. A few of them were orthodox. Unlike the hot discussions of other sects, the orthodox disciples sat on the side silently, and didn't talk much to each other, and they all sat there drinking and drinking.

But when Chu Tianming pushed open Tingyuxuan's door, everyone stopped talking and landed in a uniform manner at the door.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, Chu Tianming crossed the threshold and stepped into Tingyu Xuan.

There was silence in the pavilion.

The person sitting at the chief Tingyuxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the wine glass, and slowly stopped in the air.

Just as the atmosphere on the scene gradually became subtle from silence, two figures stood up and walked towards Chu Tianming.

"Second Senior Sister." A young man in a white robe greeted Mu Lingqing with a bitter smile, then looked at Chu Tianming again, paused for a moment before editing, "Qi Mufeng has met the eldest brother."

Qi Mufeng, the head of Wenzong of Wudaofeng, has opened seven qi sources, but he is still a little bit of spiritual light from the touch furnace realm. He is the disciple of Wenzong's orthodox cultivation level second only to Honglan and Mu Lingqing.

Chu Tianming nodded lightly and accepted Qi Mufeng's gift calmly.

"Ningdie, you are finally here." Another figure was a young man with extraordinary aura. After seeing Lan Ningdie, he also hugged Chu Tianming and said cheerfully, "I have met Senior Brother Chu in the future. Today, I am plagued by ordinary things and failed to visit the main peak. Please forgive me."

Lan Ningdie smiled at Lin Ziyun, and then whispered to Chu Tianming: "Senior Brother, Lin Ziyun is a disciple of Ningtian Realm. Although he is a side sect, he restrains the other disciples of Ningtian Realm in the side sect and has never had too much conflict with Zhengtong."

After seeing Chu Tianming subduing the Five Sources monks, Lan Ningdie remembered Mu Lingqing's "law of familiarity" and quickly let Lin Ziyun be familiar in front of Chu Tianming, at least he had to label him as a "personal person" so as not to be accidentally injured by Chu Tianming if he was not careful.

After all, Chu Tianming was too evil when dealing with the monk Wuyuan. If he regarded him as a puppet under the name of "Chief Senior Brother", he would sooner or later suffer a painful lesson.

Chu Tianming still nodded lightly, as if he had seen Lin Ziyun.

Then, he looked at the figure sitting upright at the Chief Tingyuxuan.

The figure was thin and a little thin. But he sat there, as if he had fixed a pillar of the next door there, which made people feel at ease and awe.

The thin figure kept staring at him, as if he was about to see a flower in his face.

The two gazes looked at each other calmly through the air of Tingyuxuan.

Although there are many people in the side sect, no one makes a sound, and no one dares to disturb the game between the "orthodox chief disciple" and the "side sect leader".

Finally, the figure showed a smile.

When he smiled, the corners of his lips slightly raised a curve, but his eyes narrowed. He was obviously a young man, but his smile gave people a scheming smile, which was chilling.

"Wenzong is orthodox, the chief senior brother, I have been looking down for a long time." He smiled and said that he had been looking down for a long time. He neither stood up nor clasped his fists, and he was holding the wine glass in his hand. He was so polite that he could not be more polite.

And that indifferent tone is more about contempt than recognizing it.

This man showed his power to Chu Tianming as soon as he came up, which made many children from the side applaud.

Chu Tianming looked at him and asked lazily: "Who are you?"

Compared to the polite smile of the thin figure, Chu Tianming was too lazy to even be polite. A rhetorical question made the few orthodox disciples even more energetic - this chief senior brother, there is something!

Who doesn’t know him in the entire Wenzong? These words came from Chu Tianming’s mouth, and there was no doubt that they were slapping him in the face.

But Chu Tianming did not know him.

A hint of cold light flashed through the thin man's eyes, but he still said, "Let's go, the name of Zhao Yue and Senior Brother Chu is really well-known. Peng Gang, why don't you come over to see the seat for Senior Brother Chu?"

Before he finished speaking, a figure immediately ran out from a corner of Tingyuxuan. He held a cushion in his hand and came straight to Chu Tianming's presence, and then placed the cushion there.

"Senior Brother Chu, please sit down." Peng Gang pointed at the cunt and made a gesture of inviting him.

Seeing this scene, Qi Mufeng narrowed his eyes suddenly, his eyes as deep as a knife, as if he was about to chop Peng Gang away.

Although everyone in Tingyuxuan sat in front of the table and was plated on the cushion, and when Chu Tianming came to Hou Zhao Yue, he immediately ordered someone to add a cushion to him, this was not the problem at all.

The real question is, where is this place?

This is the main peak.

At the main peak, a disciple of a side sect gave a seat to the chief senior brother Zhengtong. What kind of sect is it? If Chu Tianming sat down according to Zhao Yue's wish, he would probably become a sinner of the orthodox Wenzong and fall into some bad names. The entire orthodox brother will no longer be able to raise his head in front of the side sect.

Chu Tianming didn't even look at the cushion, and even Peng Gang didn't take a look at it.

He glanced at Zhao Yue, then raised his foot and walked towards the chief table in Tingyuxuan.

Along the way, he passed by many tables, but he had no intention of staying at all. In the end, he stopped in front of the table that belonged only to Chief Tingyuxuan.

Zhao Yue sat upright, held the wine glass and took a leisurely sip of the wine, then his eyelids drooped slightly, he turned his head, slowly lowered the wine glass, and said, "Senior Brother Chu, it's better not to get so close, we are not familiar with each other."

Chu Tianming pointed to the cushion under Zhao Yue. His plain words slowly spread from Tingyuxuan with a hint of domineering smell.

"I'll sit here, you, get out of here."
Chapter completed!