This is the fourth time that Changsheng has pushed open the temple door. And this time, there are no flying flowers in the sky, no soft music, just a simple person and a dress.

Changsheng walked forward with his back straight, his face still pale as jade, his posture still calm. The hem of the flaming red coat swept slightly across the ground, and the flick of the garment made it feel like hot blood was snaking down the air.

With every step he took, the petals of the flowers floated from the ground, as if waiting for the last brilliant splendour.

The general watched the immortal in silence. He knew that it wasn't that his clothes were as red as blood, but that they were soaked in hot blood. Changsheng's pale face matched this blood-stained robe, and the beauty of that moment was really indescribable.

More than once, he felt that Changsheng didn't need to use any petals or songs, and even just standing there was enough to dazzle people.

The blood in the air seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the residual floral fragrance could not hide the fragrance of the blood, and the body of the absolute body was completely in the shadows, and no one could see what his expression was now.

Will never think, maybe Changsheng really calculated from the beginning. Red is the color of blood, and no matter how serious the immortal injury is, it can be perfectly covered by this suit. Since Changsheng no longer suppressed his injuries, it meant that his spiritual power was no longer enough, but even so, he still walked out.

Changsheng not only came out on the catwalk, he also only made the Thunder Flower petals disappear, leaving the ordinary petals to remain on the ground. He seemed to be trying to mislead the crowd, and even if anyone wondered where the thunder came from, there would be no clue from the remaining petals.

The general will never find that Changsheng will pretend to be calm, even if he is injured, he will hold on to the end, and he can't figure out how injured Changsheng is now. He only knows that he always likes to push himself into a corner, and he always likes to face a qiē with the most decisive attitude, and this is the case with the impermanence of time, and the same is true of the affairs of Huarong Sect.

Jiang couldn't help but wonder if he should follow this son's side, he suddenly remembered the thorny rose that day that Qiongyu Sect had given him from the previous immortal, the immortal was like that rose, and the slightest touch seemed to be pierced with holes.

To this day, Jiang Jue feels that he understands a little bit of immortality. Changsheng looked indifferent, but in fact he was just too depressed. Shojuya realized that he seemed to be subtly influenced by immortality, and he couldn't imagine what he would be like in a few years.

The First World War a hundred years ago made him lose his loyalty forever, and a hundred years later, he didn't want to gradually regain his true nature because of immortality, he didn't want to take a qiē on his body anymore, and he didn't want to be nosy anymore.

Jiang Jue slowly tightened his right hand holding the long sword, and the rough texture of the black cloth on the outside of the long sword made him sober up a little. He was just about to look away from Changsheng when the sudden grand scene made him give up this plan.

At this moment, Changsheng had finished the show, he was standing on the top of the peak, and the light moonlight seemed to be nostalgic for his face, lingering beside him. However, it was not how handsome he was, but the petals on the ground.

All the petals where Changsheng walked were floating off the ground, and at first everyone didn't realize what was so wonderful, but when a spectator who was about to leave on a flying sword looked down at Changsheng, he suddenly discovered the special thing about these petals.

He couldn't help but gasp when he looked at it, and hurriedly asked the person beside him to fly into the air and look down.

From a high place, those floating petals were connected into two words, and those two words were - "immortality".

Before, everyone didn't care about when Changsheng walked the catwalk straight and when he turned sideways, they naturally never thought that there was such a mystery hidden under his steps, and they never thought that the soft carpet could create another kind of beauty.

It turns out that Changsheng is not a random walk when he walks the catwalk, and these petals are not just simple decorations, they are all for this moment. Flowers are easy to wither, but he uses petals to write his name, announcing his existence to Hua Rongzong in such an amazing way.

Today's immortality has created too many shocks, and after today, the people of the small world are afraid that they will all know the name of immortality, and they will sigh that there are still such handsome and flamboyant people as him in the world.

When all the floating petals fell again, Changsheng walked to the center of the peak with a light smile, and he looked up at Hu Linyuan on the high platform for the first time:

"This outfit fits my eyes perfectly, can I pay for it?" Changsheng said calmly, with no serious injury on his face. However, as he spoke, he could even feel the burning sensation of blood slowly wetting his underwear. Yes, he bought it because it was stained with his blood and he couldn't change it.

“…… Send you. Hu Linyuan didn't expect Changsheng to ask such a question, but after he came back to his senses, he didn't have trouble with Changsheng again. It was a miscalculation for him to let Changsheng wear women's clothes before, but fortunately, now that this matter has not reached the worst level, he still has a chance to make amends.

Changsheng was not surprised by Hu Linyuan's answer, in fact, there was not a single spirit coin left on his spirit card, how could he have the money to buy clothes on his body? He just expected that Hu Linyuan wanted to use this to ease relations with himself, Hu Linyuan's believers put the interests of the people first, and personal grievances were not worth mentioning in front of him.

Thinking of this, Changsheng suddenly cheekily continued:

"In that case, how about giving me that white undershirt, after all, it is a witness to my miraculous escape from the thunder, and I should keep it in good order. "The white undershirt is also full of bloodstains, so naturally it can't stay in Huarong Sect.

"Yes. Hu Linyuan responded without hesitation. It was just a broken piece of clothing, and even if immortality was not wanted, what awaited it was only the fate of being burned.

"How do I do today?" Changsheng didn't leave in a hurry after receiving an affirmative answer, but instead held on to his spirit and talked to Yeliang Gong again.

Ye Lianggong, who was still skeptical, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, he was guessing whether Changsheng had really escaped the thunder, after all, the thunder had grazed his shoulder at that moment, and if he was not injured, he would have been too lucky and too much to say. Looking at Changsheng's table xiàn now, maybe this qiē is really just a matter of his thoughts?

"It was perfect. If it weren't for the presence of the Sect Elders, I would have cheered for you. Yeliang Gong retracted his thoughts and replied with a smile, but Changsheng knew that he was just talking politely.

Jing Yuanrou glanced at Yeliang Bow, the guy was still talking perfunctory in a tone, Jing Yuanrou glanced at Hu Linyuan who didn't know what he was thinking, and then directly took out his spirit card and started rewarding. It wouldn't be useful for anyone to stop her this time, because Changsheng was so handsome just now!

"You're good in a purple robe. While Yeliang Bow was gushing, an elder of the Huarong Sect suddenly spoke. As soon as he said this, the expressions of the trio on the high platform changed instantly, and even Changsheng couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Of course, Changsheng would not be naïve to think that the elders of the Huarong Sect were simply praising him, and the "purple robes" in the elder's mouth clearly represented the clothes of the true disciples of the Huarong Sect. Is this a subtle poaching?

"That's true. We are not short of money in Huarongzong, but we lack a person like you who can walk the catwalk. This time, the sect master of the Huarong Sect also spoke, and after he finished speaking, he showed a kind smile to Changsheng, and then got up and left with the ten elders, as if he didn't care about the four juniors who were startled.

Now that the cultivation realm recruits people so directly, Changsheng even forgot the pain of the wound for a while, and he couldn't laugh or cry. No wonder he had to sign a temporary contract when he first entered the Qiongyu Sect, and the contract not only wrote how to divide it, but also wrote that if he left the sect for no reason before stepping into the realm of leaving the body, he would compensate the sect.

If you think about it carefully, this is equivalent to modern liquidated damages, and the liquidated damages written on the original contract were two million spirit coins, which is already a lot in the eyes of ordinary people. If he understood correctly, the Sect Master of the Huarong Sect was telling him that as long as he was willing to leave the Qiongyu Sect and join the Huarong Sect, the Huarong Sect would be able to afford the liquidated damages?

That's a lot of money. Changsheng just shook his head and walked back to the main hall, he joined the sect because of the impermanence of time, so even if the conditions of the Huarong Sect were favorable, it was impossible for him to leave the Qiongyu Sect.

"That's how you 'soared to 90,000 li1'?" As soon as Changsheng stopped the wound with the spirit coin that Jing Yuanrou had rewarded, he heard a faint sound coming from the roof beam of the main hall. He didn't even know how or when the man had gotten in. Maybe the cultivation of the absolute is even higher than he imagined.

"Don't take it too seriously. It's only today that I realized that I'm not a Dapeng, I'm just an ordinary person. Therefore my way is not in heaven, but under my feet. Changsheng replied indifferently, he didn't care whether the ground was clean or not, and sat directly on the ground against the temple door. After holding up outside for so long just now, Rao will be tired too.

“…… What a sophistry. Jiang Jue frowned and sighed softly, but his words caused Changsheng to laugh. Changsheng knew that Jiang Jue probably found out that he was injured, because this man was very sharp. It's just that although he sees everything in his eyes, he always pretends not to see anything.

"It's not sophistry, I'm just recognizing reality. After resting for a moment, Changsheng reluctantly stood up with the door. While picking up his own set of true disciple robes, he said casually:

"I found that this world has been the world of the strong since ancient times, and from ancient times to the present, the strong have been the main and the weak have been guests, so ah, ......"

"It's okay to endure it. Changsheng originally wanted to say a few words casually to relax Jiang Jue, but what he didn't know was that Jiang Jue showed a rare look of mockery after hearing this.

Is the strong the main and the weak the guests...... If he had heard this sentence a hundred years ago, he probably wouldn't have ended up like that.

Eternal life, eternal life, if you and I met a hundred years ago, we might become the most confidant.