Chapter 2242

Chapter 2242 bachelor Lin!

Que Qianqian smiled next to him, "younger martial brother Chen Feng, you are really so powerful!"

Chen Feng laughed and said, "elder martial sister, I'm laughing."

After seeing his golden invitation, those in charge of checking the invitation were extremely respectful to welcome Chen Feng aboard.

Then a beautiful maid personally led Chen Feng and others all the way up. Soon, they came to the height of the ninetieth floor.

On the top of the 90th floor is a huge platform, which is enough to overlook the whole Tianyuan imperial city.

Behind the platform, there are nine floors of pavilions.

This nine story Pavilion is only the highest status person in the tea house can live!

On the platform, it is extremely elegant, not that kind of round table, but a small table pattern, with the master in hand, and the master is empty at this time.

There are a row of small tables on the left and right of the theme, and there are three or four rows behind.

At a glance, this place can accommodate at least thousands of people. Obviously, the closer it is to the theme and the smaller it is to the central axis, the higher the position of its owner.

Chen Feng saw that there were more than half of the people sitting on these small tables. At the entrance, the bodyguard shouted loudly, "Chen Feng, childe Chen!"

"What? Chen Feng is here?"

"Is it Chen Feng who killed the eldest son of the burning sun at the head of sunset peak?"

Hearing these two words of Chen Feng, the originally careless look of the people present immediately changed.

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

Then the next moment, everyone knew that what they guessed was absolutely right. This young man was definitely Chen Feng, who killed the eldest son of Lieyang with a knife and became famous all over the world.

Because at this time, Chen Feng got his eyes, Liao ruxing, tall and straight, and only such an outstanding person can do that kind of thing.

In the eyes of everyone's respect, worship and fear, Chen Feng slowly sat down, his seat in the first row, and closer to the main position, showing his noble identity.

Then, people came one after another.

Soon, it was full and there was almost no free time.

At this time, a red cloud appeared in the sky, and then floated slowly, gently falling towards the throne.

Everyone cheered, "the moon is coming."

Many people widened their eyes: "haha, I didn't even have the qualification to meet you all before. Now I can take this opportunity to meet you, which is also the fulfillment of my long cherished wish!"

Chen Feng also looked at the first seat with some curiosity, and wanted to know what kind of person this month everyone, who fascinated all the young heroes in Tianyuan Imperial City, was.

Soon, he saw it.

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

This woman in red has extremely white skin, and even some dazzling white. Of course, her appearance is absolutely beautiful, and more importantly, there is an unspeakable charm in his stunning beauty.

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

This extremely sharp contrast has caused a strong visual impact, making people feel dizzy at a glance.

Chen Feng breathed softly. Women have different beauty methods, and this woman is obviously the kind that is extremely seductive and brings disaster to the country and the people!

No wonder she is so famous. Her face is worthy of her fame.

Month everyone spoke slowly, and her voice was soft and graceful, as if she could draw people's souls away at the first hearing: "thank you for coming to attend the Datura Poetry Festival, which has always been a grand event in our tea house."

"If you come here today, you will never be disappointed."

She smiled and suddenly whispered, "please be quiet and welcome the distinguished guest of our Mandala Festival poetry club, bachelor Lin."

With that, she stood up first.

"What? Mr. Lin? Mr. Lin is here?"

"Is it the chief University scholar Lin Moyu of the Imperial Academy?"

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

Chen Feng saw that a huge book was flying by.

The huge volume on this side is dozens of meters long and about ten meters thick. It looks extremely thick. Their skin covers look like they are cast in bronze, thick and ancient.

Every page inside is as sharp and thin as red gold.

At this time, a figure in dark clothes stepped on the scroll and came across the sky. With a Shua, he came close.

Then, with a flash of his figure, he sat on the seat next to the main seat.

The heavy ancient book turned into a big book about half a person tall, and fell heavily into his hands.

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

"Sure enough, it's Lin Moyu, the chief Bachelor of Hanlin academy!"

"It's amazing. The tea house unexpectedly invited people with such high status and high cultivation to sit down this time. This event is really interesting!"

Chen Feng heard the people talking next to him and understood the identity of Lin Moyu.

It turned out that he was the chief Bachelor of the Academy. As for his martial arts cultivation, he had at least two stars of Martial Emperor's realm!

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

It turned out that in the Tianyuan Dynasty, although almost everyone on the court was a very powerful warrior, they believed in different things.

Many military commanders believe in Wu Zong. They read books, but rarely.

Many literary ministers believed in Wenzong. They believed that in the fragrance of calligraphy, they could realize powerful martial arts.

They believe that making a powerful poem can greatly improve their strength, and even make breakthroughs directly!

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "is it possible that a poem can greatly increase people's strength?"

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 up, the first scholar of the Imperial Academy was a strong man who knew everything from heaven to earth."

"Every time he writes a poem, it is an extremely powerful martial art. He even closed for three years, painstakingly wrote a long poem, and then directly broke through three major realms!"

Chen Feng was dazzled, and his heart also had a little more understanding. He thought that whether writing poetry or practicing martial arts, although he paid attention to cultivation and accumulation, sometimes the breakthrough of mood is also extremely important.