In the following period, the popularity of the main peak was still very popular. Some disciples came to visit from time to time in front of Wuying Pavilion, but except for a few familiar people, Chu Tianming disappeared.

As for the spiritual field planted with fire spirit ears and blue river rice, it suddenly became a forbidden area comparable to the desperate situation in the hearts of the disciples of Wenzong. The fate of Zi Qiuyun and Shen Wen reminded everyone at all times that there is a master of the spiritual field, be careful not to enter.

As time goes by, the wonders of the first day of the Lanting Club were also talked about by the disciples.

The Thousand-Jin Lei Yue who had suppressed like a collapse in the sky, the clone of the Dao Lei Kingdom Lord who appeared in person, and Chu Tianming's grand gesture of pushing everything...

All of this swept across the orthodox Wenzong and his disciples at a terrible speed of spreading, like a hurricane.

For a time, Chief Invincible Chu was ruthless and had little talk, which became a topic of endless discussion among his disciples.

Compared to the orthodox and proud spirit, the disciples of the side sects have become much more low-key. The places like the main peak and Qinfeng where Chu Tianming appeared were labeled as "don't get involved" by them.

No disciple of the side sect wanted to become cannon fodder under Chu Daren, and no disciple of the side sect thought he was better than Zi Qiuyun and Daolei.

...

Main peak, spiritual field.

Chu Tianming sat casually on the ridge of the field, reached out to stroke a fire spirit ear, and said casually: "Come?"

"Here you come."

An old voice came from beside him. The sweeping old man put down the broom and sat next to Chu Tianming. He looked at the full grains of fire spirit ears and smiled: "These ears have been drawn out, the grains are full, the grains are full, and it's time to harvest them."

Chu Tianming glanced at the old man who swept the floor and teased, "When Shen Wen and Zi Qiuyun entered my spiritual field, they didn't see you coming out to stop him. Now it's about to harvest, and you can't wait to jump out again?"

The old man sweeping the floor laughed a few times and said, "The young people nowadays have very strong bones, but the old bones have become decayed. Even if they jump out, they may not be able to stop them. Since this is the case, it is better to wait for Mr. Chu to come and save the situation honestly!"

Chu Tianming looked at the old man who swept the floor deeply, then nodded seriously and said, "Your body has indeed begun to decay. It is difficult to sweep this place."

The old man sweeping the floor smiled helplessly and said, "There must be a person who sweepers the floor. If he doesn't even go to sweep the floor, who else can sweep the whole world?"

Chu Tianming looked at the sweeping old man seriously and said, "You understand it's not too late."

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

The old man sweeping the floor smiled and laughed happily.

"Then I hope I can see this scene before the old man buried it in the loess!"

Chu Tianming withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to touch the fire spirit spike, "Get with me to harvest tomorrow. I can give you some wine brewed. As for whether you can last until that day, it depends on your own luck."

When the old man sweeping the floor heard this, a dazzling light suddenly splashed out from his turbid old eyes.

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

Chu Tianming smiled, stroked the fire spirit spike, and stopped talking.

The next day, the morning light was accompanying.

Chu Tianming carried the sickle, took the groom and Xiao Yin Xiaobai together to step on Chu Chen's first ray of light and came to the edge of the spiritual field.

"Unknown to me, it's been a while since I came to Wenzong." Chu Tianming sighed, "Even the fire spirit ears and the blue river rice have been ripe."

Xiaoyin said with a smile: "This spiritual field is really good. If you put it in other places, even if you plant fire spirit ears and blue river rice, you may not have harvested so quickly!"

Chu Tianming nodded, "Indeed, tens of thousands of years of savings have made it a little extraordinary. Let's start construction! The harvest is finished before sunset!"

"good!"

"start!"

During this period, everyone vaguely knew that Chu Tianming planted fire spirit ears and blue river rice to make wine. After tasting Chu Tianming's barbecue, everyone also held up twelve-year expectations for the wine brewed by Chu Tianming.

What kind of wine does Chu Tianming want to brew?

With full of expectations, everyone started to harvest.

By noon, the spiritual fields had been harvested.

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

"Okay, you stinky senior brother, you actually ran here secretly to harvest rice!"

A beautiful figure in blue clothes floated up with a silver bell-like laughter. Who else can Mu Lingqing be?

Mu Lingqing looked at the rice ears that were pushed on the ridge of the field, couldn't help but widen his eyes and bulged his mouth and said, "Stir Brother, are you going to sneak into other things here again? Can you leave a way out for the things I planted?"

Chu Tianming shook his head helplessly and said, "That's because you are not at your own level. Besides, what do I plant? Is it necessary to sneak into something?"

"Damn Brother Stinky, believe it or not, I will kill you now and inherit your spiritual field!" Mu Lingqing acted as if I wanted to fight you to the death.

Chu Tianming said lightly: "But after I harvest these fire spirit ears and blue river rice, I won't plant anything else. As long as you want, the whole field belongs to you."

Mu Lingqing immediately smiled, rushed over and picked up the sickle, and said impatiently: "Brother, it's the best, then I'll help you harvest it!"

When the sweeper saw this scene, he couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hands and smiled bitterly.

These two orthodox children...

A Honglan is too focused on cultivation. She is obviously a woman who harms the country and the people, but her temperament is particularly irritable. As an orthodox senior sister, she is domineering when entering and leaving the sect, and is daunting to keep people from thousands of miles away.

Another Mu Lingqing is very talented but doesn't like to practice. She tinkers with formations and spiritual plants all day long. She is cunning and agile, without the subtlety that a woman should have. As an orthodox second senior sister, she doesn't have much responsibility and can get along with anyone.

A headache is really a headache...

The old man swept the floor speechlessly, but by chance, because Mu Lingqing likes spiritual plants, he was able to get close to Chu Tianming by chance. After he continued to bury it in the loess, Wenzong might be able to survive in Chu Tianming's protection.

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

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

Daochong wine finally got a solution.

Lan Ningdie's eyes fell into the spiritual field. She looked at the rice ear piles full of rice ears in the field, and her eyes couldn't help but shine, as if she had seen her old lover.

"Senior Brother, you have to keep your word! This field will be mine from now on, it will be mine!" Lan Ningdie opened her arms, wishing she could dig out the spiritual field and take it away.

...

Just when the Lanting meeting was in full swing.

One day.

In the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers of Wenzong, a series of dark golden patterns suddenly appeared. These patterns lurked under the surface of Wenzong and wandered continuously along the mountains and rivers, just like a supreme power who wrote words on the land of Wenzong with the power of heaven and earth.

These patterns are so unique. While they are wandering along the mountains and rivers, the general trend of heaven and earth is also pulled. For a moment, the spiritual energy in Wenzong also becomes more intense. If someone looks up to the ground in the sky, it is not difficult to see that these words are forming a chapter.

When this chapter was formed, countless spiritual energy gathered wildly in the sky of Wenzong, and the vast sea of ​​clouds tumbling. The seven divine peaks were trembling slightly at this moment, as if they echoed the supreme chapter on the earth.

And in the tumultuous sea of ​​clouds, an illusory portal appeared and loomed. This portal was imprinted in the void like a gate. It seemed to have suddenly emerged by the attractions of the last chapter, but it seemed that it had existed there since eternal history.

The main peak, don’t forget the cabinet.

Chu Tianming, who was brewing wine, felt a sense of emotion, turned his head and looked at the illusory portal, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and murmured: "Shu Xuan Realm, Shu Xuan Realm, is about the same time as my estimated opening."

While speaking, he took out a ghost brush and casually wrote one sloppy text after another on the surface of the wine-making container.

"Daochong wine, it's just right."
Chapter completed!