After Changsheng walked into the main hall, he also calmed down, because the fact that Huo Shangming had inadvertently revealed was interesting.

Changsheng has never believed in the so-called fate and coincidence, compared to the statement that the palace was struck by lightning and caught fire, he would rather believe that this was done by Bo Qing on purpose. After all, after the fire, Bo Qing stepped into the Yuanying realm, and it was difficult not to wonder if he had sold the valuable decorations in the palace.

Changsheng didn't know if the Qiongyu Sect Master and the other elders were aware of it, after all, if it wasn't for his preconceived prejudice against Bo Qing, he might not have thought so much.

On the first night of the Qiongyu Sect, Changsheng did not relax his mind to celebrate his entry into the sect, he just thought about it silently all night. Fortunately, he was a monk and not an ordinary man, and the next morning he talked and laughed as usual, and did not show the slightest sign of tiredness.

Changsheng threw an ordinary flying sword to the general who walked out of the side hall, which Huo Shangming sent someone to send early in the morning. Although Huo Shangming looked very arrogant, he was very attentive in his work, and he asked the deacon of the sect to help him prepare the jade plates, robes and other things that symbolized the true disciples.

The sword that was thrown into the air by the Absolute Immortal turned sideways and let the flying sword fall to the ground. Yesterday, he rode the same sword with this son at the limit, and his sword was only the one on the waist. Unless the sword is broken, he will not use the second sword.

Jiang Jue lightly clasped the black cloth sword at his waist with his fingers, and the sword floated obediently in the air as if it had a spirit, as if waiting for him to step on it.

"I can't see that you're quite affectionate. Changsheng saw that he had never touched the sword on the ground, and couldn't help but tease. This man cares so much about swords, but for some reason he doesn't take anyone seriously.

“…… Changqing?" After hearing this, he raised his eyes and looked at Changsheng in surprise. He felt that he was becoming more and more unable to understand Changsheng, this kid dared to say anything and dare to do anything, especially using careless words to provoke people's hearts.

"Just say it, let's go. Changsheng said indifferently, he also stepped on the flying sword and flew towards the most central peak of the Qiongyu Sect.

Jiang Jue stared at Changsheng's back, and then frowned and stepped on his unrecognizable sword wrapped in black cloth, and followed behind Changsheng without hurrying.

A moment later, Changsheng and Jiang Jue landed on the peak of the most central peak of the sect at the same time. As soon as he jumped off the flying sword, Changsheng found that his boots had sunk directly into the snow. The snow on this cap is really thick, and it is because of this that Qiong Yuzong did not build too many palaces here, but used it exclusively to issue tasks.

Changsheng just wanted to turn his head and say something to Jiang Jue, but he saw Jiang Jue walking off the flying sword lazily. Although the man was also stepping on the snow, his black boots were not stained with half of the snow, and he even walked without a trace of the snow.

What the hell is his origin?, Changsheng couldn't help but wonder again. He found that this man was sometimes handsome, slightly better than him.

The man's behavior is handsome, but it also shows that he is telling others that he is very strong! Changsheng was a little helpless, he took two steps forward and directly ignored the general's obscure eyes, and just pulled the man's sleeve and wanted to drag the person into the snow.

This guy is handsome, but at least he has to leave a footprint, okay!

However, Changsheng was obviously in vain in doing this, a man who stood as steady as Mount Tai in the thunder in the sky would not be dragged by him no matter what.

Jiang Jue felt the strength coming from his sleeve, and he couldn't help but chuckle, and then he stumbled cooperatively, secretly withdrew his spiritual power and stepped into the snow.

Fortunately, the two of them came too early, otherwise this strange scene would have been watched.

Changsheng saw that the general was quite cooperative, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this guy anymore, he walked directly to the huge jade bi standing at the top of the peak. I saw rows of small golden characters engraved on the white jade bi, and those small characters were still shining in the sun.

This jade bi is the task release place of the Qiong Yu Sect, and all the tasks are arranged from top to bottom according to the level of reward. And the top of the jade bi is engraved: Help Hua Rongzong walk the catwalk. Requirements: Meimeimei! Handsome and handsome! Say important things three times! Reward: 200,000 spirit coins.

The next task was to shoot an advertisement for the new wine glow-in-the-dark. Requirements: At least an inner disciple, with a delicate appearance or above, and a unique creative person is preferred. Reward: 90,000 spirit coins.

Next are some tasks such as shooting the beautiful scenery of the small world, removing fierce beasts for mortals, and helping the sect brew wine, and the pay is not as high as two, and it seems to be a waste of time to do.

The advertising fee of his own sect was not as much as that of a catwalk, and Changsheng once again clearly realized how poor Qiong Yuzong really was. And when he saw Hua Rongzong's request of "beautiful, handsome, handsome", and then looked at Qiong Yuzong's four words of "above Qingxiu", he felt a little sympathetic to Qian Jingyi in his heart.

Changsheng could even imagine Qian Jingyi smiling bitterly while writing requirements, how could this huge sect feel so bitter?

Changsheng took out the brand of the True Disciple from his sleeve, and it was obviously the first task that he had in mind. After all, what he cultivated was the most expensive "Complex Sound Jue", and it would cost at least one million spirit coins just to go from the Foundation Building Realm to the Jindan Realm, and if he didn't work hard to make money, he wouldn't want to improve his cultivation in his life.

He raised the jade plaque and aimed at Hua Rongzong's task, just like a modern QR code, and a line of small words suddenly jumped out of the sky above the jade plaque: Please attach a full-body portrait of yourself, remember that this portrait must be true, otherwise Hua Rongzong has the right to claim compensation from you for your foolishness.

Before Changsheng, he was still wondering how Hua Rongzong determined whether the person receiving the task was beautiful or ugly, and he probably couldn't see it at all when he looked at it face to face, right? Only when the portrait enters their eyes can they be qualified to audition for Huarongzong.

After the audition, the top management of the Huarong Sect will decide which monks will perform the catwalk, and at the same time, they will broadcast the catwalk mirror to all the planes of the Three Thousand Worlds, so as to promote their new clothes in an all-round way.

Fortunately, although Qiong Yuzong is poor, there are still painters. Changsheng found someone to paint a portrait and handed it over to the deacon of the sect, waiting for the sect to send someone to the Huarong Sect.

Changsheng was not in a hurry to continue to take over the task of advertising luminous wine, because this wine involved the reputation and interests of the sect, and he really shouldn't take the initiative to touch it as a person from an unknown source. He was waiting, waiting for the Qiongyu Sect Sect Master or someone else who could call the shots to come to him.

Not to mention the face of the person who defeated this sect, just with his ability to make the drunken flowers bloom yesterday, the person who made the advertisement should also be him. So Changsheng is not in a hurry at all.

After Changsheng finished browsing the tasks on the white jade bi, he walked to the library pavilion, this attic standing on the top of the snow looked particularly mysterious, and the eaves that almost wanted to rush to the sky were indistinguishable in the clouds.

There is a rectangular groove in front of the door of the attic, and it seems that the size is just enough to embed the identity jade plate of the disciples of the Qiongyu Sect. Changsheng suddenly realized that the original library pavilion was not something that could be entered if he wanted to, and it was essential to enter the identity jade plate, which was the same as swiping the card before entering the university library on earth.

Changsheng turned around and glanced at the general with a tired face, and it was a little difficult for a while. Because he is now leading the identity of a true disciple, and he claims that this guy is his own guard, so he brought people in. But this man is not a formal sect disciple after all, so naturally he can't enter the library pavilion.

Before Changsheng could figure out how to place the other party, Jiang Jue leaned directly against the door of the library and slept lightly.

Of course, Jiang Jue saw that Changsheng was struggling with something, but in fact, it was not necessary at all. Whether it is the identity of a servant or a disciple, there is no difference in his eyes. This kind of library full of books, he is reluctant to go when he is invited in, because he has a headache when he sees these books.

Changsheng saw that the man looked uninterested, so he raised his eyebrows and went in by himself. As soon as he entered, he was greeted not by a heavy bookish atmosphere, but by the hazy halo of jade jian, and in this soft faint light, he felt the essence of what a great sect was.

Each of these jade slips was engraved with a book worthy of collection, but Changsheng didn't look at any swordsmanship at all, he actually walked straight to the corner where no one cared about.

After half a ring, Changsheng's hand finally rested on a thin jade slip, but instead of taking it out, he lowered his head. Looking from behind, you can still see Changsheng's slender body trembling faintly.

When the disciples of the Qiongyu Sect in the Library Pavilion saw his appearance, a look of hesitation flashed on their faces, as if they wanted to ask what was going on but didn't dare to really move forward. Because Changsheng was wearing the robes of a true disciple, it was really difficult to approach rashly.

"Are you alright?" Someone finally couldn't help but speak, after all, Changsheng's appearance was too strange, and Changsheng's forehead was against his own elbow, so he couldn't see what his expression was now.

The only thing that the disciple could see was the title of the book engraved on the jade slip, and the title of the book was...... "The Wonders of the Three Thousand Worlds"?!