It was the first time that Changsheng saw the wildness of the conqueror in the eyes of the emperor.

Changsheng had thought before that Emperor Que might have guessed something. But what he didn't expect was that this man actually deduced the truth from that insignificant clue that he used "Traditional Sound Formula" to awaken the end.

It seems that not every Immortal Emperor is the same as Jiang Jue, who advocates force and does not use his brain.

Thinking of this, Changsheng couldn't help but glance at Di Que, who was slightly leaning back in his chair.

At this time, even he couldn't help but be a little curious, what kind of environment is needed to raise such a powerful and unfathomable monster as Emperor Que.

"So, you've taken a fancy to your ability to influence illusions?" Changsheng withdrew his gaze from the Emperor Que and said in a low tone.

He didn't directly ask Emperor Que if he wanted him to help him get through his demons, but chose another rather tactful way of saying it.

Because he felt that it was difficult for someone like Di Que to really trust anyone. In the same way, such people are less likely to place their hopes of immortality on others.

And that's exactly what happened.

Emperor Que only snorted lightly when he heard this, obviously he didn't care about any ability to affect the illusion. I saw him glance at Changsheng with a dark look, and then suddenly asked, "Tell me." Why did you choose "Traditional Sound Formula" in the first place?"

“…… Because sound has power. Changsheng saw the coldness on Emperor Que's face, so he didn't come up with the reason of "relying on singing to become famous in the three thousand worlds" to perfunctory the other party, but gave a fairly serious answer.

"Then why is your talent related to flowers and plants?" Di Que did not respond to this, but continued to ask.

"Because of the flowers, ordinary and extraordinary. ”

After staying in the cultivation realm for so long, Changsheng gradually realized that in fact, everyone's awakened talent was related to their own preferences. So the talent of "Dancing in the Crowd" was what he subconsciously wanted, but he didn't realize it at first.

"Hahaha!" Emperor Que first closed his eyes and was silent for a moment when he heard these two answers from Changsheng, then he leaned back in his chair and hooked his lips slightly, and then laughed unscrupulously.

When Emperor Que opened his eyes again, his dark eyes revealed a look of pleasure from the heart. Only to hear him say:

"Changsheng, Changsheng, you really please me!"

Changsheng's heart jumped suddenly when he heard this, and an inexplicable sense of danger seemed to be sweeping towards him.

He couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Di Que, but he happened to meet the man's gaze. And Di Que's next words also continued to linger in his ears like a nightmare.

"Voice, of course, has power. ”

"For every thing in the world has a voice, and by these sounds you can capture wild beasts and demagogue. ”

"And flowers and plants, nature, are ordinary and extraordinary. ”

"Because ordinary flowers and plants are everywhere, even if they are eyes and ears, no one pays attention. ”

"Extraordinary flowers and plants have always been extremely rare, if they are bait, who can resist them?"

"Thinking about it this way, such a talent is really moving. ”

Every time Emperor Que said a word, Changsheng's face turned cold. Before Emperor Que finished speaking, Changsheng was already expressionless.

Seeing this, Emperor Que stood up calmly. He slowly walked towards Changsheng, then stood in front of him and said with a low smile:

"In this world, flowers and plants are your eyes and ears, and all voices are your captives. ”

"Changsheng, you're really powerful......"

Emperor Que almost sighed at the end, and he lowered his eyes to stare at the immortal life in front of him. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene when he saw immortality at the Centennial Ceremony of the Little Thousand World.

It wasn't until then that Emperor Que knew that there were still people in this world who would take the risk of choosing "Traditional Sound Jue", and it turned out that there were really people in this world who could use "Traditional Yin Jue" so well.

Others may not know the origin of "Complex Sound Jue", but Emperor Que, who knows most of the secrets of the Three Thousand Worlds, knows it very well.

Although the exercise of "Classical Sound Formula" was created by an ancient monk, that monk was not a human, but a demon with an extremely keen sense of hearing.

That big demon can accurately grasp every note in the world, so he can simulate the sound of the demon beast vividly through "Complex Sound Formula".

Thirty thousand years ago, he even used this to command a group of dull beasts, and he turned the three thousand worlds upside down at that time.

It's just that the people who later cultivated the "Complex Sound Technique" did not have his excellent hearing, let alone simulating the sound of fierce beasts to communicate with him, and they even imitated the sound of ordinary musical instruments extremely reluctantly.

After 30,000 years, "Complex Sound Jue" has gradually declined to the point that no one cares.

Emperor Que has always admired brave and intelligent people, so the moment he saw Changsheng simulate the sound of thunder with the "Complex Sound Formula", he had really remembered this person who dared to cultivate the "Complex Sound Formula".

And the first thing Emperor Que did after listening to the song and returning to the palace was to ask Rong Hongyi to send the video jade slip that Changsheng took in Tianlai Pavilion.

When others looked at this jade slip, they saw the beauty of the falling flowers with melody and sound, but what Di Que saw was Changsheng's rare talent for controlling flowers and plants.

If Changsheng was only cultivating the "Classical Sound Technique", Emperor Que could say that it was a coincidence, and if Changsheng only had the talent to manipulate flowers and plants, Emperor Que could also say that it was a coincidence.

But when these two appeared in the same person, Emperor Que had to think deeply about the purpose of immortality.

And the more he thought about it, the more he appreciated immortality.

Before that day, Emperor Que had never let anyone go in his eyes.

But after that day, Changsheng entered his eyes and his heart without warning.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have proclaimed with such fanfare that day forward that he would be blessed with immortality, and he wouldn't have made a special effort to send a token that he had never given after announcing it.

He never protected the immortal like this, never because he would never be a senseless threat.

He protected Immortal like this, from beginning to end, just because he wanted to protect him.

Changsheng finally closed his eyes when he heard this.

After all, he still underestimated Emperor Que and the horror of these cultivators.

He had never expected the future he had envisioned, and he would be so easily seen through before he had even begun to implement it.

And this also made him realize that the endless lifespan may make most people too lazy to use their brains, but it also makes the remaining small group of monks more unfathomable.

"What you said is just my beautiful fantasy. ”

"In fact, I can't do anything right now. Even simulating my own voice can make me seriously injured and die. ”

Changsheng said with a rather self-deprecating smile. Speaking of which, he doesn't care about any honorific titles.

In fact, just as Di Que said, when he first practiced the "Traditional Sound Formula", he did think about using the "Traditional Music Formula" to simulate some sounds other than musical instruments.

After all, he was born with a good sense of hearing, and even crossing over did not change this. Although he didn't forget it, he could still remember what he heard a few more times, so it wasn't entirely impossible for him.

It was only when he really tried it that he realized that his cultivation was too low, and he couldn't do this for the time being.

As for his talent that is always falling off...... At first, Changsheng really just wanted to use that strange talent to flutter petals and create some romantic or sad atmosphere.

It wasn't until his cultivation gradually increased that he began to think, since he could conjure flowers out of thin air, could he control the original flowers and trees of the Three Thousand Worlds?

However, he was just thinking about this kind of thing, and he didn't intend to try this rashly when his cultivation was so low.

Changsheng knew that his thoughts were dangerous. So for a few days, he buried all his thoughts tightly, and never showed them in front of anyone. Even if he is a general, I am afraid that he has not noticed his real intentions.

Changsheng thought that he would be able to hide from the world by using his rare talent as entertainment and the outstanding "Complex Sound Formula" as a recital.

Now it seems that he is still too naïve after all. The thousands of years of life of cultivators are not all in vain.

After hearing Changsheng's self-deprecating words, Di Que only took another step closer with a dark expression.

He leaned down slightly on Changsheng's shoulders, his eagle-like gaze firmly locked on Changsheng's eyes, and then said his true meaning today: "-If you worship me as a teacher, everything will eventually come true!"

Worship you as a teacher? Changsheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this.

He had thought about how the emperor would recruit him, but those methods did not include taking him as an apprentice.

Because accepting disciples in the cultivation realm is different from other places.

And listening to Di Que's tone, if he really worships him as a teacher, then he is the only disciple of Di Que in this life.

What does this mean?

This means that from now on, the emperor will give him unreservedly and share his weal and woe with him.

In a sense, this is actually a relationship that is more intimate than blood.

Immortality is also aware of this. If it weren't for this, when he entered the Qiongyu Sect, he would not have made up an excuse that he was fleeing, so that Bo Qing, who had always been suspicious, had some concerns and did not really accept him as an apprentice.

"Can I think about it for a while?" Even though this sentence was likely to offend Emperor Que, Changsheng still spoke.

He was not unmoved by the emperor's proposal. After all, it's the emperor, and it's the existence of countless people who are crazy and want to apprentice. Moreover, Emperor Que already knows how to listen to flowers and plants, and even the book "Three Thousand Worlds Wonders" that he read in Qiongyuzong was written by Emperor Que.

But even if Emperor Que is suitable to be his master, it is useless, who will let Jiang Jue and Emperor Que be the mortal enemies known to the world in these three thousand worlds?

If he impulsively worships Emperor Que as a teacher today, then when he will never fight to the death with Emperor Que in the future, how should he deal with himself?

Thinking like this, Changsheng dispelled the idea of worshipping Emperor Que as a teacher, but at this time, he couldn't directly refuse the other party.

The reason is simple, he doesn't want to die yet.

Now the only way is to drag it on until it comes back.