Chapter 111: Go to Lingquan Mountain Again

With the double cooperation of Kaimai Dan and Yi Jin Jing, Liu Wanshi easily opened up the fifth channel.

Afterwards, Jun Changxiao summoned the disciples who had not reached the 12th stage of opening the pulse.

There were not many, only thirteen.

Four are 10-stage open pulses, and nine are 11-stage open pulses.

It's not that they didn't work hard enough, it's that their ideas were too backward. Sometimes, even if the Yi Jin Jing increased the chance, they would continue to fail, so they were gradually pulled away.

Seeing that most of the disciples had entered the 12th stage, the thirteen disciples were very self-blame and frustrated, and felt deeply ashamed for the support of the sect's various martial arts resources.

Jun Changxiao could see it, so he gave each of them three Chongmai Pills, and encouraged: "A temporary failure does not mean a permanent failure. You can practice hard."

The system said: "The host is more and more like the head."

This said.

Could it be that I didn't look like the headmaster before?

He used to be very weak and didn't seem to have the demeanor of a sect master. Now his cultivation base has improved, his physique has become stronger, and his personality charm has also shown. He really looks like a sect master.

But what is missing.

Missing, the strong demeanor of the time-honored!

This kind of temperament is not easy to cultivate. First of all, the head of the sect must be a real strong, and secondly, the sect must also be strong, not to mention the domination of the continent, at least one must be dominant.

Those who have been in the upper ranks for a long time are a fart.

Since I, Jun Changxiao, have come to the Starfall Continent, I will be the strongest leader who wakes up and controls the world and is drunk on the knees of beautiful women!

The system complained: "Single dog, wash and sleep."

...

After the thirteen disciples took Kaimai Dan, nine of the eleventh stage of Kaimai broke through to the twelfth stage, and the other four disciples also entered the eleventh stage from the tenth stage.

what is this?

100% pulse rate!

The next day, after learning that the disciples had fully opened their pulses, Jun Changxiao said happily: "In the future, to recruit new disciples, as long as you gather enough spiritual energy, the pulses will be a trivial matter."

"Sinji and Xingchen go out to practice, otherwise one person will give them a few, and they will be greatly improved when they return."

The combination of Yijinjing and Kaimai Pill can make a martial artist at the Kaimai level achieve 100% success in pulsing.

pity.

no one knows.

The Iron Bone faction is still in the eyes of many high-level forces, like a low-level ant, slowly crawling along the mountain that goes straight into the sky.

...

The eve of the war.

Li Qingyang sat cross-legged in the spiritual power formation.

With his mind and mind running the Yi Jin Jing, his whole body was enveloped in layers of spiritual energy, like a silkworm chrysalis wrapped around him.

Su Xiaomo and others knew that the second senior brother was going to fight with the inner disciples of Shengquan Sect, so they didn't enter the formation for two days, for fear of being disturbed unintentionally.

"Pfft."

After a while, the last spirit stone fell to the ground in a dim color because the energy was absorbed cleanly.

"Phew!" Li Qingyang took a deep breath and inhaled all the spiritual energy that permeated his body. The moment he opened his eyes, two bright lights flashed away.

"Fourth-grade martial artist, there should be no problem."

When the sects competed, he entered the first-rank martial artist early, and he came back for a while before entering the second-rank. Now, with the help of Lingshi and Qi Gathering Pill, he has been promoted to two levels in two days.

As the first genius of Qingyang City, Li Qingyang's aptitude is beyond doubt, but the reason for the slow cultivation in the past was that many internal affairs had to be handled by the Sect Master, which delayed a lot of cultivation time.

He has no complaints, because this is the trust the head has placed in himself, and he can only do his best to do everything well.

Night is coming.

Li Qingyang walked out of the formation, entered the training room, and began the final body shaping of the battle with the disciples of Shengquan Sect.

On the roof of the main hall, Jun Changxiao sat on the roof ridge, with his elbows on his legs, his palms folded together, his chin dragged on the back of his hands, and said, "Qingyang, you have been working hard this time."

Lu Qianqian is cold and inhumane,

Xiao Xunji was decadent and depressed, Su Xiaomo was mischievous and carefree, and all the disciples were talents.

But a sect, just relying on the head is not enough.

Li Qingyang, who has a stable personality, is undoubtedly what Jun Changxiao needs most and likes very much.

Letting him play this time is also hoping to gather enough prestige to better assist him to lead the disciples of the sect.

...

the next day.

It was just dawn, Liu Wanshi cooked early and prepared a hearty breakfast, which was brought to the table by Ma Yongning and two killers.

After a while, the disciples came to eat.

Li Qingyang also came. Although he practiced overnight in the shaping room, he looked very energetic.

Su Xiaomo came over, holding the bowl and said, "Senior brother here, I wish the second brother to defeat the disciples of the Holy Spring Sect, and show the might of my Iron Bone faction!"

Saying that, he drank the soup.

"what!"

He hurriedly stuck out his tongue and said, "Hot! Hot!"

Other disciples also came to congratulate, and the atmosphere in the cafeteria suddenly became warm.

Liu Wanshi, who was wearing an apron, raised a small head from the side of the kitchen, shook the spoon in her hand, and said with a smile: "Today, I deliberately got up early to cook a hearty meal for the second senior brother."

"Pfft!"

Everyone fell down.

Li Qingyang staggered on the table, a black line rose from his forehead.

Children's words have no scruples, children's words have no scruples...  

It didn't take long for Jun Changxiao to walk in, and after having a sumptuous meal with the disciples, he took Li Qingyang and Lu Qianqian several key disciples to the road without any worries.

...

Yaoyang City, Lingquan Mountain.

The first time, Jun Changxiao killed the Lingquan Sect, and the second time it was a challenge.

"I'm coming!"

"The Iron Bone Pie has really challenged!"

"I thought that in the face of Shengquan Sect, that guy wouldn't dare to come."

Jun Changxiao took a few disciples up the mountain, and saw a lot of warriors dressed in different clothes outside the ruins of Lingquan Sect.

He hadn't come down the mountain these few days, and he didn't know that the news about the Holy Spring Sect's contract with his sect had already spread in Qingyang County.

The factions and warriors who received the news will not miss it, they came to Yaoyang City as early as yesterday.

There are also many sects of the Hundred Sects Alliance.

For example, the Sect Master of Tiger Howling Sect, or the Iron Fist Gang leader who was blasted out by Xiao Xunji with one punch.

When they saw Jun Changxiao and the Iron Bone Sect disciples coming up, the corners of their mouths all rose, and a faint sneer appeared.

kid.

Thanks for leaving the league.

Lord Shengquanzong has a lot to ignore, otherwise, I will definitely not forgive you!

"Ha ha."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "It's just an appointment. It's more lively than the martial arts competition. It really surprised me a bit."

"Your Majesty."

The Sect Master of Huxiao Sect said lightly: "The people of Shengquan Sect are waiting for you at Lingquan Sect's martial arts field. After entering, they may give you a fright."

After the Qingyang City meeting, the Hundred Sects Alliance definitely did not like to see Jun Changxiao.

I came here this time, naturally, to see how he was bullied by the five sects.

Thinking of that guy's arrogance in Xingyuelou, and the panic-stricken expression he showed when facing the Holy Spring Sect after a while, the big guys from all sects suddenly burst into laughter.

"Lingquan Sect is just a piece of ruins, how can this seat be frightened."

Jun Changxiao walked with his disciples. As soon as he entered, he saw three seats in front of the collapsed hall.

There are three people on the seat.

In the center is a middle-aged man with a resolute expression, with his hands clasped together and his head lowered slightly.

There is also a middle-aged man on the left, with one hand supporting his face, his face is slightly gloomy.

On the right is a man with a forehead pattern, one leg resting on the other, holding his pinky to pick out his ears, very condescending.

Although the appearances of the three are very different, they have one thing in common.

Jun Chang smiled and touched his nose, secretly said: "If these three people wear navy uniforms, and then put on a long cloak engraved with justice, they will be properly the three admirals of the navy."