When Mei Zizhen and the others in the Beiyue Kingdom were talking about Liu Tingfeng, on the top of Lingyun Mountain, there was also a large table of people drinking tea, a total of thirteen people, and they were drinking tea while looking at the battle picture projected on the crystal wall not far away, which was the scene of Liu Tingfeng fighting Lin Qiao'er.

The identities of the people at this table are not simple, they are all the leaders of the thirteen largest gangs in the world, including Abbot Puhui, Tongxuan Daoist and Miaoyue Shitai and others, and here, they all only sit in the lower position, but the one who sits in the first place is a middle-aged man in his forties, polite like a scholar, his expression is clear and soft, and the corners of his mouth always seem to have a faint smile, which looks neither majestic nor at all like a superior person, but like an ordinary teacher in a academy.

His name is Jun Moxiao, and he is the current pavilion master of Lingyun Pavilion.

Lingyun Pavilion was above the other gangs, so he sat in the first place.

Like everyone else, he stared at the crystal wall and watched the battle between the two in the ring.

Actually, the battle is over, and now the picture above is just a repetition of the photographic spar, accompanied by the sound of the phonograph spar, as if it was immersive.

After watching it three times, Jun Mo smiled and turned off the picture, and then praised with a smile:

"At such a young age, with such cultivation, this young man's talent is really good."

Everyone echoed and praised it.

At this time, Jun Moxiao looked at Abbot Puhui and asked:

"Master Puhui has been in contact with them, how much do you know about him?"

Abbot Puhui replied calmly:

"He is Mu Qianmei's junior brother, and he is currently the deputy owner of Tingxue Building, and it is said that their master is called Ye Suifeng, so the swordsmanship they practice is called Suifeng Swordsmanship."

Jun Mo smiled and said with some surprise:

"With his current cultivation, he should be the favorite to win the championship, why haven't I heard his name before?"

Abbot Puhui pondered for a moment and then replied:

"Because his senior sister's reputation is louder than his, everyone's attention is on his senior sister Mu Qianmei, so they don't pay much attention to his existence."

Jun Mo smiled and said:

"A young man standing silently behind his senior sister looks very calm, and this state of mind is also very rare!"

After finishing speaking, Jun Moxiao looked at the Taoist Master and asked:

"Master Tongxuan, you should be the first to see them, right?"

Although the tone was flat, this sentence immediately aroused everyone's interest, and everyone couldn't help but look at Tongxuan Daoist, their eyes full of anticipation.

Tongxuan Daoist didn't expect Jun Moxiao to ask him this question at this moment, and after thinking for a while, he nodded slightly and replied:

"Yes, Poor Dao was indeed the first to see them."

Although everyone had guessed before, after being confirmed at this moment, there was inevitably a look of surprise in their eyes, because Mu Qianmei had never admitted that she was from Tongtian Road.

Jun Moxiao was not surprised, he looked at Miaoyue Shitai with a smile and asked:

"Master Miaoyue had a brief exchange with Mu Qianmei, in your opinion, will she become someone like Qin Changfeng?"

Master Miaoyue was very surprised, she didn't expect Jun Moxiao to ask herself such a question, so she thought about it before cautiously answering:

"Lord of the Imperial Pavilion, you are embarrassed to be a poor nun, how can a poor nun answer such a question? When Poor Ni came into contact with Mu Qianmei, her cultivation was not very high, and she only felt that she was very good, but she couldn't see anything else. ”

Jun Moxiao didn't care, it seemed that he just asked casually, as if chatting, and after a pause, he said indifferently:

"In this competition of the Lingyun List, the biggest favorite to win the championship is Tang Yuansi of Longxiao Kingdom, followed by Ye Yuzhu of Sword Sect, Mu Qianmei of Xiyu Country ranked third, Mei Zizhen of Beiyue Country ranked fourth, Nan Buyi of Nanxing Country ranked fifth, and Lei Zhenyu of Tianlei Country ranked sixth, according to your opinion, who can win the championship in the end?"

Everyone expressed their opinions, some people felt that Tang Yuansi was the most promising, some people thought that Ye Yuzhu was more powerful, some people thought that Mu Qianmei was the most likely, and some people even felt that Liu Tingfeng might become a dark horse in Dabi, and maybe he would win the championship in the end.

Of course, some people think that although Mei Zizhen, Lei Zhenyu and Nan Buyi are not very famous, they all hide their strength, and they may be able to win the championship when they break out.

Everyone had different opinions and expressed their opinions, and in the end, Jun Moxiao still looked at Abbot Puhui and asked:

"What does Master Puhui think?"

Abbot Puhui seemed to know that Jun Moxiao would ask him, so he seemed very calm, and after a little silence, he replied slowly:

"Lao Wei believes that Mu Shizhu is still the person with the greatest hope of winning the championship, and along the way, she is strong when she is strong, and she seems to have unlimited potential, which is a rare strange woman in the world."

Jun Mo smiled and sighed and said:

"Yes, a person who can write poems like 'how many things in ancient and modern times are in laughter' must be a person with a gap in his chest, with such a spirit and pattern, how can his cultivation be bad?"

……

They chatted about Liu Tingfeng, and finally turned to Mu Qianmei's head, it seemed that she was a topic that Dabi could never avoid.

And at this moment, Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng didn't care about the disturbances outside, Liu Tingfeng defeated Lin Qiaoer, in his personal opinion, there was nothing to be proud of, and his mentality was still very peaceful.

Mu Qianmei didn't take this very seriously, she should read or read every day, she should practice or cultivate, and her life was still regular and fulfilling.

During this time in Lingyun Pavilion, if there is anything you don't understand about cultivation, you can ask the elders of Lingyun Pavilion, many people cherish this rare opportunity, first, they can solve their doubts, and secondly, they also have the opportunity to contact the elders of Lingyun Pavilion, if they are lucky enough to be favored by them, wouldn't it be a good opportunity to enter Lingyun Pavilion?

However, there are also many people who don't care about this at all, such as those favorites who won the championship, they didn't pay attention to this opportunity, and Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng also chose to cultivate by themselves.

Their cultivation questions have basically been asked to Xiao Bai, the little white dragon who has lived for tens of thousands of years, for people in the realm of Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng, it is very beneficial to point out at will, why do you need to ask here!

After the battle between Liu Tingfeng and Lin Qiao'er, Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng's lives returned to peace, and day by day in reading and practicing, it was the eve of Dabi in a blink of an eye.

On the night of August 14, the moon was close to the full moon, and after dinner, the contestants from all over the world who came to participate in the competition basically no longer chose to continue their cultivation, but chatted in groups on the square while admiring the moon.

The people who came to participate in the Lingyun List competition were basically people who were both civil and military, but some were stronger in cultivation, some were stronger in literature and art, and few were strong in both aspects.

Such a moonlight, will naturally cause some people to be leisurely and elegant, some can casually write a poem, in order to express their inner expectations for Dabi, some people sing a song to express their dreams, some people play the guqin on the upper floor of the station.

Probably infected by the atmosphere, Mei Zizhen was also on the third floor of the station in the North Moon Kingdom, looking at the moon from the window, and played a beautiful and lingering love song with a jade flute.

Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng stood on the railing of the square, leaning on the railing, looking at the night view of Lingyun City, whispering.

They are inseparable every day, and others rarely disturb their two-person world, but at this moment, two more people walked towards them, Tang Yuansi and Ye Yuzhu.

Seeing Tang Yuan Siyue and Ye Yuzhu walking over, many people also approached over there without a trace, probably curious, what will several of the favorites of the big competition talk about when they get together?

Seeing that Tang Yuansi hadn't walked to Mu Qianmei's side yet, he had already started to greet him from afar and said:

"It's such a moonlight, Miss Mu and Liu Gongzi are really good Yaxing, are they enjoying the night view of Lingyun City?"

As they spoke, the two of them had already come to the place where Mu Qianmei was standing, and Mu Qianmei replied with a smile:

"It's not just the two of us who have Yaxing tonight, I think everyone's interest is good!"

Tang Yuansi chuckled and said:

"Yes, tonight is really lively, along the way, I have heard several poems of the moon, I am curious, with Miss Mu's talent, this situation, what kind of poems can be written?"

When the people not far away heard that Tang Yuansi was actually looking for Mu Qianmei to write poems, everyone couldn't help but get a little closer, wanting to hear if Mu Qianmei would agree.

This is even Xiao Xiang's self-ashamed poetry is inferior to the first talented woman in Xiyu Country, the poems she composed, the first capital is a classic, although I heard a lot of poems tonight, but none of them can be called classics, everyone is full of expectations for her.

Mu Qianmei looked at the distant sky with a sad expression, and asked faintly:

"Although the moonlight is beautiful, we actually have no intention of admiring the moon, although we are thousands of miles apart, but we seem to hear the neighing of war horses and the sound of soldiers hitting each other."

The tone was full of deep sorrow and sadness.

Only then did everyone realize that the place where the two of them were standing was the railing near the west, and in the distant sky, it was the war-torn West Rain Country.

Mu Qianmei's words made everyone present couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, the civil war in Xiyu Country is in full swing, as the first talented woman in Xiyu Country, how can she not worry about the future and fate of the country?

Tang Yuansi also replied with a sigh:

"It was indeed a deadly catastrophe for the people."

Mu Qianmei said worriedly:

"In this situation, I'll chant a song "Guan Shanyue"!"

After saying this, everyone thought that Mu Qianmei had no heart to write a poem, but she still felt something and wanted to recite a poem, so they all quietly gathered around, both curious and full of expectations, in such an atmosphere, what kind of poem would Mu Qianmei chant?