Changsheng was just about to put away the spirit card and return to Qiong Yuzong, when he saw that a brand new message suddenly appeared on the spirit card in his hand. After discovering this, Changsheng held the hand of the spirit card and paused instantly, although he felt that Emperor Que was a little bit likely to see his message, but no matter what, he wouldn't be able to reply in seconds!

"What's wrong?" asked the general, standing under the tree carrying wine, the lush foliage obscuring all his expressions. Now there are still three days before the grand ceremony of the small world, and Changsheng has also stopped cultivating, and it seems that he is planning to return to Qiongyu Sect today, but he has been looking at that spirit card for some reason.

"It's nothing, it's just that I accidentally annoyed □□ again. Changsheng's face gradually calmed down, and he flipped his wrist to hold the spirit card in his palm while answering Jiang Jue's words, and then took the flying sword and flew in the direction of Qiong Yuzong.

Jiang Jue Wen Yan didn't say much, he just shook the half-empty wine jar in his hand, speaking of which, it was rare for him to carry such a complete wine jar in the past few months. Watching Changsheng's back fade away, he raised his head and drank the last sip of wine, and also stepped on his long sword wrapped in black cloth, following Changsheng as always.

And the immortal in front of him nodded Di Que's reply with a bit of a headache, the man's reply was not long, it could even be said to be very short, it was nothing more than four words. Emperor Que replied: nobles, servants, loose cultivators, and inner disciples of the Huarong Sect.

Changsheng felt even more headache after seeing these four words, because it was strange enough for Emperor Que to know who this person was "Du Qiu Liang", let alone understand it so thoroughly. The people of the Three Thousand Worlds can be said to be innumerable, and it is possible that the Immortal Emperor who is far away in the Great Thousand Worlds and is high above knows the name of an ordinary nobleman by such a coincidence?

Changsheng stared at the transfer record, which not only showed a message, but also a spirit coin transferred by Emperor Que. Seeing this, Changsheng didn't know what kind of expression he should show, and it was not against Huo Shangming to do this kind of thing by Huo Shangming, but this matter was extremely delicate when placed on Emperor Que. After all, those rumors about Emperor Que described him as unattainable, and Changsheng thought that Emperor Que might be angry because of his inexplicable transfers and inexplicable problems, but he never thought that Emperor Que would transfer this spirit coin back again.

Changsheng couldn't help but doubt his memories again, and he began to wonder if he was mistaken, whether it was possible that this card number was not owned by Emperor Que.

Emperor Que, who had been separated from Changsheng by countless planes, was sitting on the dragon chair at the moment, his fingertips pressed on the edge of the spirit card, and his originally cold and fierce face seemed to be softened a little because of the closed eyes. Emperor Que didn't know what Changsheng's mood would be when he received the reply, he just replied to Changsheng when he was tired and bored. He didn't get angry at that spirit coin, nor did he feel offended by the immortal's tricks.

Emperor Que had also heard the rumors about him in the Three Thousand Worlds, and he was indeed moody, but he would not care about these trivial things, nor would he be angry at will without warning, in fact, he had only been angry twice in the past four or five hundred years. After all, if he doesn't even have such a bearing, what kind of emperor is he still on, and what kind of immortal is he cultivating?

Although the rumors sounded exaggerated, Emperor Que did not stop them from spreading, because he was completely different from Jiang. Will never want to be talked about or recognized, that guy only wants to be drunk and dream all day long, if he hadn't been blessed with a thunder talent, maybe he would have dissipated between heaven and earth a hundred years ago.

Emperor Que has always been unaccustomed to seeing the general, in his eyes, the general is nothing more than a coward with no power, even if he is famous in the three thousand worlds, he is just a coward. And his lonely and uninhibited body, which is envied by the world, is simply a joke, he will never mix anything, and he will never approach anyone, and there is only a black dragon by his side who is barely sympathetic to him.

He and the general are by no means the same. He didn't care about the rumors, because he had them under control. Now the people of the three thousand worlds know his prestige, but they can't say anything useful.

After a long period of contemplation, Di Que slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the spirit card that was not moving at his fingertips, raised his hand and sent another message. Of course he knew who Du Qiuliang was, the sect master had already said last time that he had spent a lot of money to invite Du Qiuliang to go to Tianlai Pavilion to record music, and that person came to report again not long ago, and before leaving, he happened to see the jade slip in his hall that recorded songs, so he kept talking about the origin of this person.

Although the sect master didn't dare to mention his emperor's name, he still took it upon himself to hint at something to the deacons of the Tianlai Pavilion in the small thousand worlds, hoping that the Tianlai Pavilion would allow Du Qiuliang to play at the opening ceremony of the grand ceremony. Emperor Que was noncommittal about this, he was not interested in the previous song related to wine, but the arrogant words that the other party replied to him that day were impressive. Today, this kid may have noticed something, so he sent such a message.

Changsheng couldn't have imagined that a simple mistake would make Emperor Que think so much, and he couldn't imagine that Emperor Que might mistake him and Du Qiuliang, or that Emperor Que thought he was Du Qiuliang. Changsheng was just staring at Emperor Que's second message, and the message that the man had just sent was like this: "There is something that you may be able to solve for me. Du Qiuliang is a nobleman, why did he become a servant again?"

Changsheng thought that Emperor Que was wondering about Du Qiuliang's choice, and recently, Xiaoqian World has also made all kinds of speculations about the origin of Du Qiuliang's nobles. After pondering for a moment, he wrote down his thoughts in Lingka: "'If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be able to do it, and if you are poor, you will be able to do it for a long time.'" 'In today's cultivation realm, the spirit coins that everyone needs are obviously more useful than the aristocratic status that is everywhere. ”

Emperor Que didn't have any expression when he saw the first half of Changsheng's answer, but when he saw the second half of the sentence, he laughed lowly. At the beginning, he spent a lot of effort in the Middle Thousand World, because those nobles were really a little difficult, and those people had no other skills, so they would only talk about their inheritance of hundreds of years, thousands of years, and thousands of years. Emperor Que never cared whether they had been inherited for 10,000 years or 100,000 years, he only knew that if those guys could realize that spirit coins were more useful than noble status from the beginning, he would have achieved immortal emperor one or two hundred years earlier. And if this is the case, there will be nothing wrong with these three thousand worlds.

Emperor Que looked at the words on the spirit card again, and he suddenly felt that even if the person who could say such things was uninhibited, if he was a minister...... Maybe it's a good courtier.

He was relieved that there was finally no third transfer record on the Immortal Spirit Card. Since the emperor was not angry, the matter ended here. As for why Di Que was not interested in Du Qiuliang knowing him at all, that was Di Que's business, and it had nothing to do with him at all.

When Changsheng and Jiang Jue rushed back to the Qiongyu Sect, they didn't see the crowd of people that Huo Shangming had complained about, although there were still some people standing there in front of the sect, but it was not so crowded that people couldn't walk. After all, it has been some time since the broadcast of the luminous wine commercial, and the popularity has naturally subsided a lot.

Changsheng quickly flew back to the peak where he lived, he stepped down the flying sword and looked around the peak, he saw Huo Shangming standing in front of the door of the main hall waiting for him, but he didn't see Du Qiuliang's figure. Du Qiuliang would rather stay in Qiong Yuzong for three days and wait for him to return to the sect, thinking that there was something important, but now he did not appear, perhaps because he did not receive the news of his return at all.

"You kid disappeared silently!, or the deacon of the Library Pavilion told me that you might go into retreat, at least tell me before you leave the sect next time, so that I don't have to worry about you......" As soon as Changsheng got off the flying sword, Huo Shangming began to gush endlessly. Before Changsheng could react, the general behind him took out a jar of wine and threw it into Huo Shangming's arms, because only wine could stop this guy's nagging.

"What about people?" Changsheng asked Huo Shangming beside him after pushing open the door of the hall, although he didn't name it, Huo Shangming also knew who he was referring to, it was nothing more than Du Qiuliang. Du Qiuliang only said that he came here to visit Changsheng before, but he didn't say what he meant, but Huo Shangming felt that he must have come to Qiongyuzong to test his piano skills with Changsheng, so as to win the opportunity to play at the opening ceremony of the grand ceremony.

Huo Shangming couldn't get used to Du Qiuliang's recent flamboyant style, and more importantly, as he said in his message, the people of their Qiongyu Sect were not people who could see Du Qiuliang if he wanted to, so he didn't notify the other party of the news of his immortal return at all. But as soon as Changsheng's words came out, he obviously wanted to see the other party, and Huo Shangming reluctantly sent someone to find Du Qiuliang.

However, before Huo Shangming let people pass on the news, Du Qiuliang had already come to the Immortal Palace alone. Changsheng admired the other party's gorgeous and dazzling face, and couldn't help but praise a few words in his heart. Although the other party is a man, he can be described by the word "beautiful", and it is a matter of course that he can be on the "Little Thousand World Beauty Rankings".

Du Qiuliang was not wearing the clothes of the inner disciples of the Huarong Sect, but a black single coat, which seemed to be faintly embroidered with thunder lines. Changsheng felt that this dress looked familiar, a bit like the robe he had seen in the spirit mirror at the beginning.

The general standing against the wall glanced at Du Qiuliang faintly, and when he caught a glimpse of the black clothes on Du Qiuliang's body, he couldn't help frowning slightly. Back then, a certain sect in the world took a video of him without authorization, and since then, there have been many people wearing the same style of black clothes as him, and he has seen a lot of them himself over the years. But the black clothes worn by the person named Du Qiuliang in front of him were too similar to the one he used to wear before, and it could even be said to be the most similar one he had seen so far, the only difference might be the different fabric. 166 Reading Network