The power of the Arhat subduing the dragon enveloped the dark golden light, shining with the power of seven thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine dragons, constantly rushing, and the roars of the dragons came and went!
Suddenly, the power of golden colored glaze appeared in Chen Feng's body. This golden colored glaze power rotated in Chen Feng's body, causing changes in the surface of Chen Feng's body in the blink of an eye.
The first layer of the Vajra Indestructible Body, the Immortal Light Body, suddenly appeared, and Chen Feng continued to change it with extremely fast speed and extremely skillful postures.
During these ten days, he would practice the Immortal Light Body every day, becoming extremely proficient in it, using it freely, and having complete control!
Then, Chen Feng practiced the Powerful Vajra Palm again, and struck out with five palms in succession, which shocked the sky and the earth. The heavy snow on the Zuowang Cliff was shattered, and fluttered down, like a goose feather falling.
Heavy snow.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Now, I can already exert 100% of my power. The next step is to become more perfect and exert 120% of the power of the Powerful Vajra Palm!"
At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly shrank his eyes.
It turned out that Chen Feng saw a bird flying towards this side in the distance. It flew very fast, but at the same time it was extremely elegant. It did not look rushed at all and gave people a sense of leisure.
A calm, noble and comfortable feeling.
The bird flew closer, and Chen Feng saw that it was actually a huge white crane.
Its wingspan is a hundred meters, and its two huge claws are as if made of pig iron, dark and powerful.
On top of its head, there is a huge red flesh crown, just like a red hat, which looks even more fairy-like.
This huge white crane flew over Zuowang Cliff, turned around a few times, and then flew down. Then it looked at Chen Feng and uttered human words.
Her voice was childish, like that of a little girl: "Is this Mr. Chen Feng?"
Chen Feng felt very interested, but could not guess where it came from, so he smiled and said: "Yes, exactly."
I, the white crane, said with a crisp voice: "Mr. Chen, in three days, it will be the Mandala Flower Festival."
"The Mandala Flower Festival is an annual grand event of the Tianyuan Dynasty, and my lady holds the Mandala Flower Festival Poetry Contest every year at the Red Sleeve Tower."
"Today, I am here to send you an invitation on behalf of my young lady."
As it said that, its long crane's beak, which was as long as a sword, was handed over to Chen Feng. There was indeed an invitation stuck in her crane's beak.
Chen Feng took it. The invitation was made of special metal and was extremely gorgeous.
As soon as Chen Feng opened it, there was no writing on it, but as if he felt Chen Feng's aura, a few lines of words appeared on it, to the effect of inviting Chen Feng to participate in this poetry meeting.
The sentences are elegant, the wording is very particular, and it is extremely exquisite, with a faint fragrance on it.
It's not the scent of powder, nor the scent of flowers and herbs, but rather the scent of a woman.
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows: "What is this Mandala Flower Festival Poetry Club?"
He had never heard of it.
At this time, Uncle Dao, who was standing next to him, had a very excited look on his face and winked at Chen Feng, signaling him to proceed.
Chen Feng smiled and said: "Okay, then I will take it. Thank you very much for your kindness, Master."
The lily chuckled, then spread its wings, flew several times in the air, and floated away.
Chen Feng flipped through the invitation, looked at Uncle Dao with some surprise, and said, "Uncle Dao, why do you have to let me accept this?"
Uncle Dao clapped and laughed: "Young Master, you don't know how precious this invitation to the Mandala Flower Poetry Club is!"
"If anyone knows that you got this invitation, I'm afraid it will make many young heroes in Tianyuan Imperial City extremely envious!"
"One hundred thousand Xuanhuang stones cannot buy such an invitation!"
"Oh?" Chen Fengfeng raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "There is such a thing, Uncle Dao, tell me quickly."
After Uncle Dao talked about it, Chen Feng finally understood what was going on.
It turns out that the Mandala Flower Festival Poetry Meeting is a grand event that has been circulated in Tianyuan Imperial City for hundreds of years, and every time this poetry meeting is held at the Red Sleeve Tower.
Hongxiu Tower is the highest-level brothel in Tianyuan Imperial City. The girls in this brothel are all beautiful, possess unique skills, and are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Moreover, they perform arts rather than selling themselves, and all of them are poor people. Therefore, they gain the respect of many dignitaries in the Tianyuan Imperial City.
The previous owners of the Red Sleeve Building would convene poetry gatherings. For the people of Tianyuan Imperial City, especially the young heroes of Tianyuan Imperial City, being invited to participate in the poetry gathering already meant that they were recognized as talented masters of the Tianyuan Dynasty.
If you don't participate, you will be looked down upon no matter how famous you are.
The invitation letter to this poetry gathering has even become a symbol to measure whether a young man is a talented young man in the Tianyuan Dynasty.
Chen Feng said: "Does this invitation from Hongxiu Tower really have such magic power?"
"Of course!" Uncle Dao said: "In their poetry meeting, do you think they are all unknown people?"
"Let me tell you, their poetry club can invite many famous masters, and even high-ranking officials from the Tianyuan Dynasty will attend."
"You can get to know a lot of young talents there, and you can expand your network, so I definitely hope you will go there, young master!"
"Besides, do you think this Hongxiu Building is really just a brothel?"
He shook his head and said: "That's not true. Just because the Hongxiu Tower has been open for hundreds of years, but no one dares to cause trouble there, it shows how powerful the background of the Hongxiu Tower is."
"And the previous owners of Hongxiu Tower are actually hidden masters with extremely high strength!"
Chen Feng smiled slightly, his curiosity aroused: "Then I'm going to see it!"
To the east of Tianyuan Imperial City, there is a river named Qingjiang. This Qingjiang is about thousands of miles long and several kilometers wide. It is not a particularly big river, but the scenery is very elegant and quiet.
The water flow of Qingjiang River is very slow, and there are various peanut trees on both sides of the river.
On both sides of the Qingjiang River, you can see a spring from time to time. It flows from the underground water on the ground and emits hot white gas. It is obvious that there is a hot spring here.
And precisely because of the existence of hot springs, even if it is already the cold winter after the snow, the vegetation here is still lush and the flowers are in full bloom!
A spring scenery reflects the snowy scenery in the distance, which is very unique.
Chen Feng, Uncle Dao, and Han Yuer arrived here in the evening as agreed, with Han Yuer still holding Xuefeng in her arms.
As he walked away, Uncle Dao said: "The Red Sleeve Tower is called a pavilion, but it is actually a cruise ship."
