Strengthen the heirs, my descendants will all be big men in the fairy world

The eyes of the others looking at Qin Changqing suddenly changed slightly.

With such a powerful protector covering him, he was still so gentle, and everyone had a good impression of Qin Changqing.

“I wonder what place Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave Sect Master Shen just said is?” Qin Changqing raised his glass and asked with a smile.

Shen Yuantu said with a smile: “There is nothing special, but there are a large number of disembodied soul ghosts in it, but these ghosts have lost their mental memory, and they will attack as soon as a living person enters.”

If you can’t bear it, let alone the flesh, the soul will be eaten clean, so every time in the cave of ten thousand ghosts, some raw meat will be thrown into it, otherwise they will kill each other.

Qin Changqing couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart.

No wonder that guy was so scared just now, it was all mad to hear.

You know, ghost cultivators also have physical bodies, but their physique and cultivation exercises are special, which can accommodate and absorb yin qi, and ghost cultivation can also accommodate the existence of “spirits”.

These “spirits” are different from the soul bodies and ghosts of the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, they are another form of cultivation that some powerful cultivators have not dispersed after death, and they have no entity, but they have divine intelligence and memory, which can help the master cultivate, and even fight and kill.

The reason why ghost cultivation is called ghost cultivation is the biggest reason.

Along the way, Qin Changqing saw many “spirits” floating, some directly emerging from the body of the ghost cultivator, or half of the body embedded in the body of the ghost cultivator, all looking strange.

“Then play, then dance!”

Shen Yuantu drank very happily, clapped his hands, and immediately a Miaoman nun wearing a delicate gauze skirt turned out from the side hall, one by one, graceful, long sleeves fluttering, with a special flavor.

The dance of these female ghost cultivators is very distinctive, and they will suddenly emerge from the body one after another illusory figures to dance together, rising and falling, looking dazzling, even Qin Changqing was amazed.

This is the “spirit” contained in their bodies.

Not to mention, these “spirits” are also heavenly fragrance and national colors, each with its own merits, plus the body is between the illusory and the real, with the master’s dance, giving people an unreal feeling of being placed in a fairyland.

“Good!”

Qin Changqing couldn’t help but shout loudly, drinking happily, and suddenly summoned a guqin from the storage ring and put it in front of him, and his fingertips swiped it, flowing out a heart-stirring music.

This hand immediately attracted everyone’s attention, and even the silhouette who was dancing in the middle looked sideways.

Shen Yuantu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: “I can’t imagine that the deputy alliance master still has such skills and Yaxing, but we can feast our ears.” Qin

Changqing had already entered the state, and this scene instantly reminded him of a classic song in his previous life.

The index finger slides rapidly, a liver sausage is broken, and the sound of the piano falls asleep!

Everyone listened to this song, and involuntarily stopped the movements in their hands, and an incomparably poignant love story seemed to appear in their minds.

The dancing female cultivators all stood in place stunned, looking at Qin Changqing who lowered his head and stroked the piano.

“Strange, why am I crying

…” “This song seems to have magical powers…”

Those

dancing spirits also looked at Qin Changqing obsessively, as if they felt deeper, and some even shed illusory tears.

Even Shen Yuantu, the big old man, opened his mouth wide, and the wine glass did not fall for a long time.

At the end of the song, the audience was silent and silent for a long time.

Qin Changqing also had some emotion, and was very satisfied with his playing effect, which was worthy of being one of the classic songs in his previous life.

“I wonder what the title of this piece played by the vice alliance master is?” A female elder wiped the tears oozing from the corners of her eyes, and finally couldn’t help but ask.

Everyone else looked curious as well.

Qin Changqing smiled slightly and spit out four words: “Qiannu Ghost!” ”

Qiannu Ghost!

All the ghost cultivators chanted this name, and their hearts were shocked.

Qin Changqing said leisurely: “You have the intention to invite me to drink together, Qin is not talented, specially made this song to give to you, it is a thank you, in fact, this song has a story, I don’t know if you are interested in listening to it?”

Everyone nodded one after another, especially the nuns, their eyes wide and expectant.

Qin Changqing saw that the atmosphere was already in place, so he told the story in a small voice, but the words were in his heart.

“There is a scholar named Ning Caichen, who suddenly encountered heavy rain on the way to collect the bills, and had no choice but to hide in the Lanruo Temple where everyone said that he was staying overnight…” A

poignant and tactful and heart-wrenching love of people and ghosts slowly unfolded in front of everyone’s eyes.

The crowd listened to God, revealing various expressions of surprise, anger, regret, and heartache as the story went up.

At the end of the story, those nuns were all impressed by the love between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian and shed tears.

If this story is told to other cultivators, it may not have such a good effect, but all those present are ghost cultivators, and there are many “spirits”, they involuntarily substituted themselves into the story, empathy, plus the previous song of Qiannu Ghost as a foreshadowing, the effect is surprisingly good.

“Deputy Alliance Master, is Nie Xiaoqian really dead?”

A nun asked.

Qin Changqing was stunned, there are many versions of this story, the dead are just a story, is it interesting to entangle this?

But he also understands that women are sentimental.

“No, it was later rescued by Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen.” Qin Changqing gave a fairly perfect ending.

“That’s good!”

“Great!”

Everyone cried with joy.

Qin Changqing’s song and story once again narrowed the distance between him and the Ghost King Sect, and the eyes of everyone looking at him were not only out of fear of the alliance master behind him, but also a little more respect for Qin Changqing himself.

“The deputy alliance master is talented, Shen admires!” Shen Yuantu laughed and pulled Qin Changqing to drink again.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, after hearing this story, Shen Yuantu’s performance is a little strange, as if he wants to get drunk on himself.

Depend, it can’t be that his own story evokes some kind of memory for him, right?

Could it be that this old man has a similar experience?

In short, after this banquet, Shen Yuantu was more enthusiastic about Qin Changqing, and he could obviously feel that there was less hypocrisy and more sincerity.

Art really does not distinguish between worlds, even in the world of immortal cultivation, the effect is surprisingly good.

“Just from the story, it seems that Elder Brother Changqing is also very interested in those ‘spirits’?”

On the way back, Shen Yuantu held Qin Changqing’s shoulder and asked in a low voice, and the title became more affectionate.

“…… Who said that, I didn’t! Qin Changqing was a little embarrassed: “They have no entity…”

“No need to explain, I understand!” Shen Yuantu squeezed his eyes: “Although these spirits have no entity, they can make the Evergreen Senior Brother have a different ultimate experience, if you are interested, I will arrange it back to ensure that the Evergreen Alliance Lord is satisfied!” Qin

Changqing was a little speechless, could this story come true to make himself incarnate as Ning Caichen?

In ancient times, there were Xu Xian and Bai Niangzi, Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian, and now there are Qin Changqing and the spirits of the Ghost King Sect?

Oops, how am I a little looking forward to it!

Isn’t it, in addition to Cao Thief, I still want to be an undead knight!