"If it's a thousand spirit coins, look there. Although the man was not very happy, he also knew that he had just looked away. This man is not dissatisfied with the piano at all, but he does not understand the piano at all.

Jiang Jue stared at the few pianos hanging in the corner, and his brow furrowed slightly. It's true that he can't read the piano, but he can understand people's hearts. Judging from the guy's attitude, it is probably the cheapest piano in the shop.

He didn't care whether the piano was cheap or expensive, and he didn't care about the eyes of the guys around him or the other people in the workshop, he picked a piano that was quite pleasing to the eye and walked to pay the bill by himself. What ordinary people think is embarrassing is really insignificant in his eyes.

"No piano case?" He didn't take the piano handed by the guy after paying the bill, he thought that the piano would be put in the piano box for him, could it be that he would go back to the inn with the piano?

He can hold a long sword and wine in his arms, but he doesn't want to hold a piano.

"Only the upstairs piano is given a case, but we also sell it in the shop, so you can take a look at it. The cheapest is only 200 spirit coins. The guy reluctantly explained that the piano of this thousand spirit coins couldn't make much money in the first place, so how could he still 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 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 was a little stumbling. After he reacted, his eyes widened instantly: "Did you see a fork?" Although the box looks worthless, it is made of lightning struck wood, extremely light, tough, fireproof and waterproof, and at the same time, it is not corrupt and immortal and not afraid of thunder, and it is worth 100,000 spirit coins. ”

This is 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 almost no grass grows where the thunder falls, 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 guò 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 full of wolves, 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 long, even if he only wanted to get drunk, no one dared to forget how 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?