Changsheng finally stopped in front of a mountain range.

He chose an ordinary mountain that was neither high nor low, and then found a fairly clean cave on the mountain and stayed directly.

While the more than 900 contestants outside were fighting to the death, Changsheng slowly took out the spare ocarina from his arms and played a low tune that was not a song.

“…… Can anyone tell me what's going on with this guy? He's poisonous, right? At this time, he's still in the mood to play a tune? Is what I'm seeing now really a big competition from the sect?!" The audience who accidentally switched to the perspective of immortality couldn't help but complain.

"Hahaha! Don't doubt your eyes! What you see is really a once-in-a-century sect competition, absolutely genuine, and there is no deception!"

"When Changsheng blew the tune, I subconsciously glanced at the perspective of the others. I just want to ask, the fight over there is in full swing, how did the whole Dabi painting style become an idyllic life when he got here?!"

"Hahaha! I'm really laughing at it! You should be glad he didn't set up a barbecue at least! But I also want to ask, is it really good for him to be so laid-back?"

"What's so bad? At most, it's just a few tired contestants. Well...... With that in mind, I suddenly want to see how that scene breaks?"

"If there really is a contestant who is angry to death, then this big competition will definitely go down in the ages hahahahahaha!"

"We still have to have dreams! Maybe we can see it? Anyway, there are still three days, and before time runs out, there is no such thing as the impossible!"

However, even though the audience had dreams, they still didn't get to see it.

Because the big fight ended much sooner than they thought.

In just one day and one night, all 899 contestants died. As for the 100 contestants who survived, they were transported back to the original small world in the midday sun.

Changsheng raised his eyes silently after landing on the ground, and he tensed his nerves and quietly watched the people who had been teleported back with him.

Because he felt that what was hovering in the whole square now was a boiling killing intent that was hotter than the summer sun.

Obviously, although this big competition is over, everyone's murderous intent is still high.

"Congratulations to all of you for advancing to the top 100 of the sect competition. The next ** ratio is three days later, please don't misremember the time. ”

What finally broke this imminent and dangerous atmosphere was the cold voice from the organizers above everyone's heads.

Hearing this, Changsheng frowned imperceptibly. Then he ignored the chaotic sight around him, and neatly left the square of the sect Dabi with a flying sword.

On the way back to the island, Changsheng kept thinking about the scene of today's big competition, and finally his attention stayed on the cold attitude of the organizer just now.

If it was only an emergency that the Immortal Emperor came to have fun before, and it was forgivable that the organizers couldn't deal with it, then what is their attitude now?

The organizers didn't mention the helplessness of this competition, and they didn't even have the slightest comfort for all the contestants.

This is not at all like the usual style of those great sects in the Middle Thousand World.

Under normal circumstances, they should explain a few words and make a façade in order to calm the anger of the sect behind the contestants.

But they didn't. Their attitude towards this matter is even more indifferent than before Dabi started.

What does this mean? Changsheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, unconsciously looking at the calm and lofty sky.

This shows that the cultivation realm is about to change the sky.

The Immortal Emperor of the Great Thousand Worlds has been able to openly take pleasure in human life, while the sects of the Middle Thousand Worlds are pretending to be deaf and dumb, and even secretly acquiescing in this matter.

From this point of view, whether it is the existence of the Middle Thousand World or the Great Thousand World, it is clear that even these superficial efforts are no longer willing to do it. This false peace, which shrouded the three thousand worlds, might be torn to the ground by their hands in the next second.

And what can the people who are in the small world with low cultivation do other than try their best to adapt to this new law of survival?

Changsheng thought of this and unconsciously licked his thin lips.

In the small world, what else can he do in this environment that is about to change?

There is no answer to this question for the time being.

Until Changsheng returned to the island where he lived temporarily, he was just barely able to figure out his thoughts.

After all, he still had too little information at this time. Even if he had vaguely sensed the undercurrent surging under the cultivation realm, he couldn't formulate a suitable countermeasure at the first time.

After half a ring, Changsheng raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He simply walked to the hot springs on the island, no longer bothering to think about the rights and wrongs of these things that had not yet happened.

Changsheng sat in the hot spring and closed his eyes lazily, his cold and pale face was softened a little by the heat of the hot spring.

To be honest, Changsheng felt that the smartest thing he could do now was to worship Emperor Que as his teacher.

After all, judging from his previous relationship with Emperor Que, this man has outstanding military intelligence, is scheming and extremely deep, and he is still a thorough egotist.

No matter what happens in the Three Thousand Worlds, people like Di Que will not suffer after all. And standing on the same line with him, even if he can't get out of the whole body, he won't fall into too bad a situation after all.

It's no wonder that so many people in the Three Thousand Worlds want to worship Emperor Que as a teacher, no matter how you look at it, this man is an extremely qualified golden thigh.

Changsheng shook his head rather amusedly, and stopped thinking about it further.

In fact, he is also an egoist himself.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too deeply involved with Jiangjue, Changsheng felt that he might really worship Emperor Que as a teacher. Because he could see that when Emperor Que came to him, he really wanted to take him as a disciple.

But unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

After soaking in the hot spring for a while, Changsheng came out relaxed and changed into a set of clean clothes. And the spirit card that had been flickering wildly since he left the secret realm was only held in his hand casually by him at this time.

Changsheng lazily clicked on the interface of the spirit card, and after ignoring the long list of audience tips, his eyes fell on the messages of some acquaintances.

The first thing he clicked on was Bo Qing's message. Bo Qing had a total of two messages, but each one was not long, and Changsheng swept them all at a glance.

The content of the first message was: "Changsheng, why don't you go back to the inn to rest? ”

The second message is much more direct than the first, and it is quite a bit negotiable:

"It's okay not to go back to the inn, there are too many disturbances around the inn. I already know where you came from, but I don't care about the past, and I won't let you quit the big competition again. Changsheng, give me a time and place, we should always talk. ”

Changsheng couldn't help but chuckle after reading it, and then directly ignored the vague overture between the lines of Bo Qing's words.

He knew why Bo Qing suddenly sent these two messages. Because Bo Qing felt that the lives of mortals were lowly and completely worthless to cultivators, he would naturally seek reconciliation after seeing the value he had shown in the Great Comparison.

For Bo Qing, the most important thing is never the lives of others, but how much he can benefit from them.

Chang vividly moved his fingertips and continued to look at the next message indifferently.

The next message was sent by the Sect Master of Qiongyu Sect. Sect Master Qian Jingyi didn't say anything special, but just congratulated him on entering the top 100 of the sect competition with a friendly attitude.

This time, Changsheng did not continue to ignore the past, but replied with a long list of words of thanks with an excellent attitude. After replying to Qian Jingyi, Changsheng looked at the unusually eye-catching pinned message on his spirit card.

It was Di Que's message.

The content of the message was very short, as short as only seven words. It says: "The Recipe of Traditional Sounds can be used as much as possible." ”

Can it be used? Changsheng didn't immediately reply to Emperor Que, he looked down at the ocarina stacked on the stack of clothes that had been changed, and he was a little distracted for a while.

Emperor Que would say this, apparently knowing that he played the ocarina on the big competition.

Di Que saw through the real reason why he didn't use "Traditional Sound Jue", so he told him so bluntly at this time that the power of "Traditional Yin Jue" would not be seen so easily.

In other words, there are very few people who know the power of "Complex Sound Formula"?

This is actually good news. But at this time, Changsheng's attention was completely off the news itself. He wondered, how did Emperor Que know that he played the ocarina on the big bi?

Did he personally watch the big competition, or was it because the Immortal Emperor named Xun Gu said something to him?

If Xun Gu is really familiar with Emperor Que......

Changsheng first thought of the fact that Emperor Que was not in a hurry to let him apprentice yesterday, and then remembered the sentence that Xun Gu said casually before the start of Dabi, "I just can't find anyone and am in a panic", and suddenly there was a conjecture that I didn't know if it was an intuition.

The person he couldn't find was the one he couldn't find, could it be a general?

It is very likely that Emperor Que and Xun Gu are familiar with each other, and these two seem to be looking for a general ......

Changsheng rotated the spirit card in his hand, and his thoughts, which were originally a little chaotic, suddenly became clear.

It can't really be what he thinks......

Changsheng couldn't help frowning when he thought about it, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally clicked on the message interface of the Spirit Card God Que.

After many back and forth deletions, he finally wrote a few paragraphs and sent them to Di Que as a reply. The words read as follows:

"Thank you for informing. There was some accident in the sect today, and I didn't see the message until this time. Thank you for your forgiveness for being late in replying. ”

"There is one thing that I have been worried about for a long time, and I really have no other choice but to take the liberty of asking you. ”

"On the occasion of today's big competition, I happened to meet an immortal emperor named Xun Gu. He seems to have known that I am protecting you, and I wonder if this will cause you trouble, and if so, I am deeply guilty. ”