Jinjiang's new anti-theft, the little angels who have not purchased enough will delay seeing the text for a while. He can hold a long sword and a fine wine in his arms, but he doesn't want to hold a harp.

"Only the piano upstairs gives the case, but we also sell the case in the shop, so you can take a look at it. The cheapest is only 200 spirit coins. The guy reluctantly explained patiently, The piano of this thousand spirit coins can't make much money in the first place, how can it be possible to give the piano box?

He didn't say anything, he just stood downstairs and glanced upstairs.

In the center of the second floor, there is a beautiful woman stroking the piano, and the soft sound of the piano comes faintly, as if it can take away all the sorrows. It's not the beauty that will be seen, but the piano case behind the beauty covered with a transparent object.

The wooden case was jet black, neither lacquered nor inlaid with cumbersome gemstones, and even the thunderous lines on the box were not carved by craftsmen, but were natural.

The general recognized the wood used to make the case, or rather...... Very familiar.

"That's it. Jiang Jue stared at the case, his voice growing deeper and deeper under the faint sound of the piano.

“…… What?" the man thought he had misheard, and for a moment he was a little stumbling. After he reacted, his eyes widened instantly: "Did you see the fork?" Although the box looks worthless, it is made of lightning strike wood, extremely light, tough, fireproof and waterproof, and at the same time, it is not corrupt and immortal and not afraid of thunder, it is worth 100,000 spirit coins. ”

That's 100,000 spirit coins, enough for a mortal to step directly into the foundation building realm.

"Checkout. Of course he knew what kind of wood it was, and perhaps he wasn't even as familiar with the craftsmen who carved it. Because in the past hundred years, he has wandered under all kinds of thunder, and the place where the thunder falls is almost nothing, and only this tree stands in the world. He leaned on the wood for many days and nights.

I will never guess that Changsheng doesn't want to attract attention when he buys an ordinary piano, and this piano case looks particularly low-key, if you don't appreciate it carefully and weigh it, and don't put it under the thunder to be split, this is not much different from the piano box of two hundred spirit coins.

The guy looked at the 100,000 spirit coins that he had transferred casually, and watched the man leave in a daze. He found that he couldn't understand the world anymore, the box of 100,000 spirit coins contained a piano of 1,000 spirit coins, what kind of weird person was this?

After Changsheng returned to the inn, he saw the general who was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, and then he also saw the black piano box. However, he didn't know much about the wood in the cultivation realm, and he couldn't see any doorways, but he just felt that the qin in the cultivation realm was quite cheap.

In fact, Changsheng even thought that it would be better for him to take the money and leave, so that he could worry less. Changsheng walked downstairs slowly, and he and the innkeeper asked for another Tianzi room, completely unaware that Qiong Yuzong was boiling because of his provocative message.

At that time, Qian Jingyi, the sect leader of the Qiongyu Sect, was sitting upright on the high platform, he was drinking the newly brewed wine of the sect, and carefully looked at the disciples who were studying in pairs under the high platform. The highest cultivation is still those true disciples, they are all talented, and they have already stepped into the Jindan realm before they are half a hundred years old, but it's a pity that they ......

Qian Jingyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, these disciples are either delicate or calm, and they are still outstanding among mortals, but they are really a little ordinary among cultivators.

Not to mention the Huarong Sect, which only accepts beauties, even the other six major sects have their own characters. Those disciples are either ethereal and dusty, or gentle as jade, or charming and charming, and I don't know how many mortals have been charmed, so that the specialties of those sects are also selling better and better because of their endorsements.

Among the eight major sects in the small world, only their Qiongyu Sect's wine sales have been declining repeatedly, just because there is really no disciple in their sect who has the charm of falling in love at first sight.

Qian Jingyi swept the ordinary faces below, and he couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart. God knows how much he wants to recruit a good-looking disciple, as long as the picture of the beautiful woman drinking is shown in the mirror, their sales of alcohol will at least double!

Now that spring is coming, Hua Rongzong has also cut out all kinds of new clothes. They invited the beauties of each sect to try on clothes, and if any one was chosen, Huarong Sect was willing to pay a sum of spirit coins to the sect to which they belonged, so as to invite the other party to walk the catwalk together.

It's all money!! Qian Jingyi put down the wine glass in his hand heavily, and from the shaking wine, he could still see his old face, and he even felt that his white hair seemed to have a few more.

Why don't any beauties dare to come to their Qiongyu Sect to give it a try? They really don't only recruit people with good talents, could it be that the advertisements of their own sect really have to find people from other sects to shoot them? He wants to be the same as the sect master of the Huarong Sect, and he will sign a sharing contract with those beauties every day, and then as long as he holds these people, he will have a lot of spirit coins in his account without effort.

When Qian Jingyi was still worried about this, a message appeared on his spirit card. Qian Jingyi couldn't help but be a little surprised, since he became the sect master, few people dared to leave him a message through the spirit card. He touched his white beard and glanced at it casually.

It was this glance that choked all the liquor in his throat, and his sudden coughing sound also attracted the attention of all the disciples below.

After half a ring, Qian Jingyi wiped the wine splashed on his beard. I saw him stand up without saying a word, and his old face tried his best to stretch a majestic look, as if the person who had lost his temper just now was not him. With a wave of his right hand, he threw the spirit card into the air, and the eight characters of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the spirit card were suddenly reflected in the sky above Qiong Yuzong.

I saw that the eight words were-"Tomorrow, the beautiful jade will blow the dust." ”

Arrogance, conceit, arrogance! A series of words instantly appeared in the minds of the disciples, and even the deacons in the sect could not help but be moved by these words. And when they returned their attention to the meaning of the sentence itself, another gasp sounded.

"Someone wants to come to our sect to take the 'dust road'!" As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Since ancient times, few people who have taken the "dusty road" have succeeded, and it is simply thankless. The people who choose this way are crazy people except crazy people, such as the one from a hundred years ago...... The strongest of the three thousand worlds will be extinct.

A hundred years ago, he would have entered the realm of distraction for the first time, and his reputation would not be obvious. He appeared in the Middle Thousand World covered in blood, as if he wanted to join a certain sect. It's just that at that time, his hair was scattered and he was in a mess, so the deacon of the sect did not hesitate to drive him away, and even said a lot of humiliating words.

At that time, he didn't say anything, but the next day he walked the "dust road".

As soon as Jiang Jue was about to take the "dusty road", the deacon who was in charge of recruiting disciples recognized him, after all, there would not be a second person who came in a bloody suit. That deacon Xu was annoyed by the general, and directly tried to kill him. This move brought a twelve-hour nightmare to the sect.

For a whole twelve hours, this man was on a killing spree, and he slaughtered half of the sect by himself! No one knew why a person in the Distraction Realm would be so strong that even the monks who had crossed the Tribulation Realm fell under his sword. The thunder in the sky and the blackened marks on the ground became a testimony of his madness.

Since then, no monk on the "Dusty Road" has dared to assassinate him, and since then, the name of the murderer has resounded throughout the three thousand worlds.

Now he has become the strongest in the three thousand worlds. Even if he was drowsy all day, even if he only wanted to get drunk, no one dared to forget what madness was hidden under the lazy appearance.

Not only are the people of the Qiongyu Sect speculating about how Changsheng will take the "dusty road", but even Jiang Jue is also wondering. Because he found that Changsheng went out to buy a set of luxurious clothes, which didn't look like they were suitable for fighting.

"You're going to wear this to Qiong Yuzong tomorrow?" asked the general in a dumb voice leaning against the door.

Today's Changsheng is wearing a white wide-sleeved single shirt, the dark and complicated belt makes his skin even paler, and the clogs under his feet are even more ethereal and arrogant.

What does this kid want to do? He's just building a foundation, and if he wears this kind of clothes, let alone compete in competitions, he won't be frozen by the snow.

"Naturally. Changsheng stopped going back to the room after hearing Jiang Jue's question, he didn't expect that this man hadn't fallen asleep so late.

Will never just look at immortality fixedly. It was late at night, and the man's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly because of tiredness, and when he glanced sideways, it gave people the illusion of brilliance.

Such a look, such a demeanor...... Jiang faintly guessed the intention of immortality. Could it be that this son didn't think of using force in the first place, he wanted to use his face to charm a sect?

Standing for a long time, Changsheng finally said his first sentence.

Shi Wuchang was also abandoned at a young age, so there is no so-called ancestral grave, and the female shopkeeper Xu felt that the scenery here was good, so he buried him here.

"I'm actually quite sad that you're dead. When Changsheng said this, he did not look at the lonely tombstone of Shi Wuchang, but at the mountain full of snow, and the endless color of snow seemed to stain the air with a slight cool smell.

"I didn't think I would be sad, after all, this is not the first time I have experienced life and death. As a result, I found that no matter how many times I experienced this kind of thing, I would still be sad when I should be sad. ”

Changsheng gradually began to talk more and more. His face has always been pale, and the tone of his voice is also full of calm and self-controlled, but judging from the content of what he said, his heart is actually not as calm as his face.

"You said that you want to find someone who doesn't think you're ugly to marry in your life. The female shopkeeper really doesn't think you're ugly, but her temperament is too spicy, and the whole thing looks like she wants to rush up and fight the arsonist. ”

"But now she doesn't care about the arsonist, and after what I've done today, she probably hates me even more. I've been singing for so many years, and for the first time I know that I still have the talent to act. What's the matter, you don't blame me for not letting her come down to you sooner, do you?"

"Tsk...... What the hell am I talking about? It's so pretentious. ”

He never wanted to eavesdrop on other people's words of mourning, and he was going to go down to meet Changsheng and leave directly, which could be regarded as the end of the other party's "I want you" wild words. However, just as he was about to get up from the black dragon's back, Changsheng suddenly mentioned him.

I only heard Changsheng say to the tombstone: "Actually, on the way here, I kept thinking about why you died. In the end, I found out that maybe you didn't get a good name. ”

"Time is impermanent, the world is impermanent, isn't this the same as the general you worship, it sounds like a premature death? If you call it immortality like me, maybe you will live a hundred years. ”

It sounded like a joke, but there was a hint of pain in the mockery. It's the pain that can only attribute everything to fate, so that the general dispelled the idea of appearing immediately.

Let's not bother this kid's mourning. He didn't lack time, and when it was all over, it wasn't too late for him to reappear.

"Aren't you cowardly, if I finish singing that day's song at your grave, will you be frightened to life?"

"Aren't you curious, if I take off this mask at your grave, will you be shocked to life?"

"Time is impermanent, don't you want flowers, if I send a rain of flowers to your grave, will you be happy to come back to life?"

This rhetorical question is clearly self-deception, and it is rare for Jiang Jiang not to show an expression of boredom, because he himself has done this kind of self-deception.

Even if he is already an Immortal Emperor, when facing death, he is just as powerless after all.

Jiang Jue looked at Changsheng thoughtfully, and he suddenly became a little interested in Changsheng. He didn't expect that the guy who was not afraid of the sky and the earth would have such a time.

He was even a little curious, he was curious...... What is it like under the mask of immortality?

"Remember those spirit coins I owe you? I used them to buy this little jar of wine. It's a pity that you can't drink this wine today, so I have to turn it into a song and give it to you. ”

Changsheng glanced at the snow-covered ground, closed his eyes, and then put the qin in the box on his lap, and then he violently turned the wine jar upside down with his right hand, and the rushing wine actually flowed on the strings!

At this moment, the mask on Changsheng's face fell, and his face suddenly crashed into the general's eyes, causing the man's breathing to stagnate for a moment.

"Time is impermanent, I repeat, this song is called "Eternal Life". "How I wish you could live forever when I'm done.

The sound of the piano in the distance suddenly hovered on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and this time the sound of the piano seemed to be a little heavier than yesterday. As the "Complex Sound Formula" goes, the low and soft sound of the flute slowly seeps into the song, and the flowing wine slowly soaks under the capricious tombstone with the plucking of the strings, and even the air is filled with the lingering aroma of wine.

Jiang Jue's mind was no longer on the song, he stared at Changsheng's face in silence, and suddenly remembered the words that this kid said that he was too ugly. If this is considered ugly, how many good-looking ones are left in the Three Thousand Worlds?

Jiang Jue Zi carefully looked at Changsheng's face, and his brows furrowed even tighter for a while. Changsheng's cold face seemed to wrap around all the pale and fragile of the top of the snow-capped mountain, so much so that even he had the urge to take it into his arms.

It's just that, but his face is cold and not half soft, and his demeanor is very calm when he raises his hand to stroke the piano. This kid obviously hasn't started singing yet, but he gives people the illusion that no one between heaven and earth can sing better than him.

The Shogun found himself looking away from before.

The snow drifting in the distance blurred the general's eyebrows and eyes, and also blurred his slightly dangerous expression at the moment. The man looked away for a while, and he leaned back, lying on the dragon's back, closing his eyes. He has seen a lot of beauties, and immortality will not let him fall in love at first sight.

"Snow flies during the day, listen to the sobs of the piano ......"

"Thinking of the Heavenly Ladder of Immortality, who can transcend the ......"

Jiang was ready to listen to the music quietly, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt something soft fall on his face, and after sniffing it carefully, there was a dark fragrance. He couldn't help but open his eyes, and the sight that caught him violently choked his heart.

Can you imagine the scene of a sudden rain of flowers on a thin winter day? The pure white tufs mixed with the fiery red rose petals, the beauty of the world seems to have gathered here, and the beauty and sorrow are terrifying.

He glanced uncontrollably at Changsheng, who was singing on the piano, and just as a rose petal gently crossed the man's thin lips, there was a hint of demagogic beauty in the flutter.

It turns out that the phrase "send a rain of flowers in front of your grave" before immortality is not a joke. Jiang Jue took out a jar of wine from the space ring, raised his head and poured a few sips. This person's scene is enough to shock the world, but it's a pity that he is the only one here who doesn't understand the amorous feelings.

"The night is bloody, and the winter wind is cold......"

"Ascend to the Nine Nights Emperor, my life will be ......"

After Changsheng sang this, his eyebrows gradually stretched, and this casually composed song was gradually sung by him with a unique charm. I saw him plucking the strings with his eyes down, as if he was still thinking about what was brewing.

"Thinking of that red face and bewitching, turn around and forget after a hundred years. ”

"I want that immortal to cross the catastrophe, where will I end up in a thousand years?"

The song raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and a little mockery could not help but appear in his dark eyes. As it is said in this song, it takes thousands of years to cultivate the truth, and in the end, who knows why they are cultivating? In the final analysis, it is easy to grow old and the path of immortality is difficult to walk, and there are not a few people who can understand this, but they still embark on this road of no return without hesitation.

Who in the world is exceptional? Who is willing to be exceptional? Even if he himself once pursued supreme power, what does this son want to express through this song?

"Mo Ruo returns to the wilderness, and plays the bright moon!"

As if in response to his doubts, as soon as Changsheng sang this sentence, his pupils suddenly constricted, and even his heart twitched reflexively.

This is a bit interesting.

Jiang Jue finally couldn't help but laugh lowly. Others are singing about wine, or inviting the moon with wine, but this kid wants to hold a cup of tea to tease Mingyue above his head? He has obviously just embarked on the road of cultivation, but he only thinks of the word "return to the wilderness" in his mind, and there are really such people in the world who have no obsession.

Jiang Jue looked at the handsome face of Changsheng, and unconsciously imagined the chic and arrogant demeanor of the other party after he returned to seclusion. He suddenly felt that his former self was a little ridiculous, and he couldn't see it as well as a kid who built a foundation realm after living for so long.

Those actions before immortality were not out of boldness or arrogance, he may just have no desires and no desires.

Because he has no desires and no desires, he doesn't care who the emperor is, and because he has no desires and no desires, he doesn't care about women's abuse and resentment. Changsheng was not willing to chase fame and fortune in Xiuzhen at all, even if he had a handsome and peerless face, even if he had such a breathtaking talent.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jue was a little excited for a while, but at this moment, Changsheng instantly lost all his smiles, and the originally leisurely and soothing tune suddenly became melancholy.

"Snow flies during the day, listen to the sobs of the piano ......"

"Thinking of the Heavenly Ladder of Immortality, who can transcend the ......"

"The night is bloody, and the winter wind is cold......"

"Ascend to the Nine Nights Emperor, my life will be ......"

It's still exactly the same word, but this time the word seems to have been rubbed into endless pathos, as if to show the cruelty and helplessness hidden behind Xiuzhen. And the scattered sound of the flute finally overshadowed the sound of the piano, and the sound of the horn on the battlefield slowly overflowed when Changsheng raised his eyes.

"Thinking of the flowers, I looked up and the fire was blazing. ”

"If you want to rest for a long time, who can you rely on to say goodbye?"

"Play all the music, but hate it...... Indestructible!"

"Boom-" After Changsheng finished singing this sentence, the seven strings broke in response, and the wine flowing on the strings suddenly splashed out, and all fell in front of the tomb of Impermanence. However, although the strings have been broken, the music has not disappeared. Immortal was still running his spiritual power, and the only thing left between heaven and earth was the almost whimpering tune.

"Stay until next year......

At this moment, Changsheng lowered his head to hide all the expressions on his face, and he could only catch a glimpse of the other party's thin lips slowly raised. And in the next second, Changsheng softly sang the last sentence, this sentence was like a thunderclap, making the general miss and crush the wine jar.

I only heard Changsheng sing: "In the coming year, I will set foot in the three thousand realms......"

"Make a sky, collapse, earth, crack!"

"Do you want to live forever and live with the sky? Do you want to look at the world and reach the peak of the cultivation realm? What are you waiting for? The opportunity is right in front of you!"

"The strongest power exercise in the three thousand worlds only needs nine hundred and ninety-eight! Nine hundred and eighty-eight spirit coins, and the supreme exercise is ...... take home."

Changsheng sat sideways at the door of the grocery store and listened to the owner's shouting, and couldn't help but close his eyes. For a moment, he wondered if he was wearing the wrong place, this was not a cultivation realm at all, but a modern department store, right?

"This brother, meeting is fate. I see that your face is extraordinary, and there will be a great transformation in the future, and it will be a shame to yourself if you don't practice this supreme exercise! Do you want to buy a copy? I can count you cheaper, as long as this number is ......" The shopkeeper stretched out five fingers in front of a passer-by, and he tried his best to recommend, but his slightly fierce face was full of sincere smiles.

"Go away, go away, don't get in my way on a cold day! There are still people selling exercises these days, I really want to go crazy thinking about spirit coins. Passers-by clearly did not appreciate it and completely took the shopkeeper for a madman.

"I'm a native of this plane, and your nonsense is still fooling those daydreaming fools in the lower planes. ”

Lower Plane ...... Daydream...... Idiot...... Changsheng was holding the supreme exercise that had just been advocated to death by the shopkeeper in his hand, and suddenly felt that he had been hit three arrows in the knee, and what this passerby said was simply poking at his pain point.

"Alas...... Today's people just have too narrow a vision. Why don't they have any ambitions?" the shopkeeper pouted when he heard this, and he looked at Changsheng beside him with a look of regret. The look was clearly saying: It would be nice if everyone was as stupid as you are.