Changsheng was still singing, the corners of his lips hooked up with the singing, and the dark peach blossom eyes were full of wanton color. And when he occasionally glances at you carelessly, it gives the illusion that the worldly liquor once fills your chest, and the fierce liquor ignites the soul of the watched, burning even the blood boiling.

And the plain lyrics he sang were much easier to understand than the previous piano songs. The people of the Qiongyu Sect were already unstable by Changsheng, but now they were shocked by this novel song, and they couldn't help but move out of the wine jar and drink together.

The things of the world are too disturbing, it is better to get drunk according to what this son said!

Qian Jingyi was also happy to celebrate, their sect lacked everything, except wine. He simply asked people to move out the whole altar of the newly brewed "luminous light" of the sect, and today with this rare music, they should drink a person who is not drunk and do not return! Their Qiong Yuzong has not recruited a person as handsome as this son for many years, and what is even more rare is that the other party actually entered the sect in the way of "dusting the road", and now others don't even have to gossip. No matter how you think about it, it's a great event!

After today, the world will know that their Qiong Yu Sect will not refuse beauties to join the sect, and the day when their Qiong Yu Sect will raise their eyebrows and make a lot of spirit coins is coming! How can such a good thing not be drunk?

Immortal caught a glimpse of his constantly flickering spirit card, and noticed the relaxed and happy atmosphere among the people of the Qiongyu Sect, and knew that most of today's events had been completed. Whether or not you can enter the sect now only needs to add a little more fire.

Changsheng raised his hand to take the wine jar that Huo Shangming threw hard, but he didn't drink it, but turned it upside down with the mouth of the wine jar, and the cold wine fell on the drunken flowers. The color of the glow-in-the-dark wine is like the light of the stars and the moon, and it is particularly mysterious and intoxicating at night. Now, coupled with the drunken drunken flowers, the overflowing aroma of wine instantly swept every inch of air, and the faint glitter of the wine attracted every inch of attention.

Changsheng slowly stood up, and now the song is still the same, but no one is singing. Just when the people who were drinking and having fun thought that Changsheng's performance was over and couldn't help but feel sorry for it, Changsheng suddenly groaned in his unique low and soft voice:

"When you sing about wine, what is your life?"

Is this to chant the words just sung? The disciples of the Qiong Yu Sect secretly guessed while drinking wine from each other. However, the next sentence of immortality is:

"Beauty is now, roses are discolored!"

Changsheng's previous free and easy style had already been recognized by the male disciples, and as soon as these words fell, the women who thought they were okay with their posture also blushed, but they didn't know whether they were drunk by the fragrance of wine or bewitched by Changsheng's voice.

"Is this what he called a rose?" a blooming rose quietly appeared in each woman's hand. Such a romantic flower with such a handsome and courageous man is simply the last fatal straw, which instantly captured the hearts of most women. Not only the women, but even many men were so intoxicated by it that they even unconsciously sped up their drinking.

Jiang Jue looked at the group of Qiongyu Sect disciples who were so drunk that they didn't know the world not far away, and shook his head with a sneer. Changsheng didn't need a single point of force to get through the "dust road", which really opened his eyes. I'm afraid this son's demagogic ability is the first in the three thousand worlds!

Just as he was pouring himself into the wine, he suddenly noticed that Changsheng was smiling at him. Before the man could come to his senses, a thorny rose fell into his jar.

This kid...... The pupils suddenly constricted, and the casual temperament around him also turned into dangerous condensation for a moment. He caught the lazy smile of the long life, his gaze wandering over the other person's face as if it were substantial.

This kid is provoking him again. The flower used to win the favor of a woman actually fell into his own wine jar, and Changsheng was really wanton.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the flowers in the jar, and after half a ring, he finally took out the roses. When his rough fingertips touched the branches, he realized that the rose was slightly different from the one in the women's hands. The rose branch that the women hold is soft, but the one he has thorns.

Jiang Jue tightened his palm slightly, and the slight tingling pain from his palm seemed to stir his mind. He and Changsheng glanced at each other, and there was an incomprehensible gloom in his gloomy and dark eyes. With the slightest effort on his fingertips again, the whole flower was crushed and mixed into the wine, and the man drank it up.

No matter how sharp and sharp the thorn in this world is, it can't hurt it in the slightest, but unfortunately Changsheng's thorn is not piercing his palm, he is piercing his heart.

Jiang Jue couldn't help but close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was calm again, he watched coldly as Changsheng picked up the spirit card and handed it to Qian Jingyi, watching Changsheng say something confidently and calmly. Jiang Jue gently shook the empty wine jar in his hand, and when the cold wind blew, he seemed to smell the intoxicating aroma of wine mixed with rose juice again.

He's afraid he's going to drink too much tonight before he ...... Jiang Jue stared at Changsheng not far away, and unconsciously pursed his thin lips.

He really drank too much tonight, so he was almost bewitched by this son.

The immortal on the other end didn't know that his impromptu prank had made the general lose his mind, and he just teased the other party with roses because he saw that the man was not interested in drinking alone. Changsheng's mind was all on the spirit card in his hand, and the performance just now had exhausted all his balance. After all, his cultivation is still limited, and if he only relies on his own spiritual power without spirit coins, it is impossible to create such a romantic scene.

Fortunately, he succeeded, otherwise it would have been a loss.

Qian Jingyi, the sect leader of the Qiongyu Sect, took the spirit card handed by Changsheng, and the pieces of reward records almost dazzled his eyes and made his heart flutter. Although most of the disciples did not reward many spirit coins, they were better than the number of people who rewarded, and at least fifty percent of the disciples recognized this kid, and at the top of the record was actually Huo Shangming, the true disciple of the second elder! Huo Shangming had always hated people who were too handsome, but he didn't expect that this time he would reward an unprecedented hundred spirit coins for immortality.

It seems that this son is indeed very attractive.

Qian Jingyi couldn't help but nodded, Qiong Yuzong needed someone like Changsheng now. Thinking of this, he returned the spirit card to Changsheng, and at the same time showed a peaceful smile.

Changsheng looked at the sudden extra thousand spirit coins on the spirit card, and saw Qian Jingyi's unusually kind attitude, his heart suddenly realized, and he also replied with a bright smile. Of course, he knew Qiong Yuzong's current situation, and he and Qiong Yuzong might be able to claim that they each took what they needed. Qian Jingyi is rigid and rigorous on the surface, but in fact he is open-minded and cunning, I am afraid that he has long wanted to recruit people with handsome faces.

Thinking about it this way, his life in the Qiong Yu Sect would be much better than he had expected.

"I heard that as long as you pass through the guò 'dust road', you can directly become an inner disciple. If there is an elder in the picture, there is still hope to become a true disciple?" Changsheng asked recklessly after receiving the spirit card, and the peach blossom eyes were also dyed with a bit of expectation, and he looked completely overjoyed and ignorant.

"That's true. Qian Jingyi bowed slightly, but the brow that had just been released furrowed was furrowed again. It's nothing for Qiong Yuzong to accept a disciple without looking at talent, after all, Changsheng Tong Guò "Dust Road", and it is justified to join Qiongyu Sect. But if this son wants to worship under his door, he can't say anything. In the eyes of outsiders, Qiong Yu Sect is still a place that only recruits geniuses, and if he, as the sect master, rashly accepts a handsome and unparalleled true disciple, it will more or less affect the reputation of Qiong Yu Sect over the years.

What should be a good situation in this situation? While Qian Jingyi was still struggling, Changsheng spoke again: "Is it? Great! I have always admired Elder Bo Qing......

Changsheng naturally saw Qian Jingyi's displeasure, and he also knew what the other party was worried about, so he couldn't help but sigh "old fox" in his heart. Qian Jingyi made it clear that he wanted to open up the situation of Qiong Yuzong again, and wanted to maintain the reputation of Qiong Yuzong, but fortunately, he didn't want to worship under the sect master at all, otherwise even if he worshipped in, he would be disgusted.

Changsheng thought about the news he had inquired about before and what he had seen and heard today, and he felt that the second elder Bo Qing was more likely to be the one who killed the Great Elder that day, and the impermanence of Shi Wu's death was probably inseparable from the other party. So what he wants to test now is Bo Qing, not Qian Jingyi.

Qian Jingyi's lips moved after hearing Changsheng's words, but in the end he didn't say anything. He admired this kid's intellect very much, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart.

Disciples must sign a contract to enter the sect, and as long as these disciples receive tasks in the sect, the sect will take a cut from them. Seventy percent of the spirit coins obtained by the outer disciples will be taken away, fifty percent of the inner disciples, and thirty percent of the true disciples, and half of the spirit coins will be attributed to their masters. Just looking at this son's appearance and piano skills, he knows that he will definitely be able to earn a lot of spirit coins in the future. If Changsheng is his disciple, his small treasury will definitely be enriched a lot.

However, there is a gift to gain, as long as this son enters the sect, is he still worried that there is no chance to make money? Qian Jingyi thought about which sects had recently released valuable tasks, and his mood improved again for a while.