Chapter 119 Open the Gate and Accept the Disciples

On the sixth day after the battle on Lingquan Mountain, all the disciples in the Iron Bone Sect, except Liu Wanshi, had broken through the 12th stage of Dao Kaimai.

"Master."

Li Qingyang came to report: "In the past few days, there are more disciples breaking through the martial arts one after another, and the number has reached nineteen."

Nineteen Martial Apprentices, seventy-nine in the 12th stage of opening the pulse, very powerful!

It is a pity that the number of disciples of the sect is limited, even if they are all strong, they cannot be promoted to the seventh rank.

Jun Chang smiled and murmured, "It's time to open the gate and accept disciples."

When the sect was formalized, the number of disciples had to increase, so he went to Qingyang City that day and went to the City Lord's Mansion.

"Thank you, City Lord."

As soon as he entered the hall, Jun Changxiao returned to the truth and preached: "I want to recruit disciples, I wonder if I can borrow a public sign?"

"No problem." Xie Guangkun said cheerfully.

As a result, advertisements for recruitment of the Iron Bone Sect appeared on the notice boards in various districts and streets of Qingyang City, and each recruitment announcement was different.

Chengdong, join the Iron Bone Clan, and create dreams together.

In the south of the city, you can gather talents from all over the world, recruit talented people, and you are worthy of your trust.

Chengbei, don't think that you are not a Maxima, in fact, you are just one less horse.

Chengxi, if you want to fly, I will give you a pair of wings.

The announcement of the recruitment of disciples from various factions in the Starfall Continent, either Wenxuan Crepe or classical Chinese, the short and unique recruitment of the Iron Bone faction immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Not only Qingyang City.

Jun Changxiao, relying on the Ai family's relationship, also started a recruitment advertisement in Huyangcheng.

but!

After a few days of delivery, there are very few registered warriors.

...

"Quack quack——"

Crows flew over and there was a cry.

Jun Changxiao, who was sitting in front of the mountain gate, held his cheeks and collapsed: "I have done a lot of great things during this time, why is no one here to sign up?"

Li Qingyang said: "Sect Master, my faction has a battle agreement with Shengquan Sect and Haoqi Sect, and it is at the cusp of the storm. Many people are afraid to come and sign up because of their scruples."

"It makes sense." Jun Chang smiled.

In fact, this is also quite good, at least to exclude some jerk.

Those who dare to sign up are definitely not afraid of trouble. They really want to join the Iron Bone faction.

"tread."

At this moment, a young man in white came up from the stairs.

With one hand behind him, he gently shook the folding fan with the other, and the breeze blew away the scattered black hair, revealing a handsome face.

Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang looked at it, and the first thought was - really angry!

"brush!"

The boy in white closed his folding fan, walked to the registration stage, and said politely, "Sect Master Jun, I have long admired the Tieguzheng faction for a long time, so I came here to learn from you."

The hand position is... Li Qingyang!

Jun Changxiao raised his hand, pushed the second disciple out, picked up a pen and wrote the words 'I am the head' on the paper, and then stuck it on his forehead with a 'smack'.

I will ask you, is it clear enough? !

"This……"

Seeing this, the young man in white said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I've admitted the wrong person, please don't take offense at the head of the king."

offended?

How is it possible that I can punt a boat in my stomach!

Jun Changxiao raised Erlang's legs, dangling the brush with his fingers, and said angrily, "What's your name?"

"Long Ziyang." The boy in white said.

Jun Chang smiled for a while, ripped off the paper on his head, looked at the person carefully, and secretly said: "So polite and courteous, you should have a higher education, and you have the surname of Long, your identity is by no means simple!"

After a simple thought, he brought the entry form and asked, "Gender."

"male."

"age."

"Just over sixteen."

"realm."

"Open the ninth stage of the pulse."

Jun Changxiao didn't ask Linggen,

Because as long as you look at it, low-quality and high-quality products are meaningless.

"Snapped."

Immediately stamped.

"Ding! Sect members: 103/500."

"Ding! Martial contribution value: 302/500."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Qingyang, take your younger brother to the sect, arrange the wing room, and distribute the school uniform. By the way, don't forget to give him the sect's purpose and sect rules manual."

"Yes."

Li Qingyang brought Long Ziyang into the sect.

Jun Changxiao continued to wait while practicing Yi Jin Jing.

Not long after, a burly man came up, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "Excuse me, are you still recruiting?"

"Trick." Jun Chang smiled.

The man came, put his hands on the table, and panted, "I want to join the Tiegu Clan."

Jun Changxiao held his chin, looked at it and said, "Your physical fitness looks good, how come you are so tired when you climb a mountain?"

"I...I..." The man pressed his breath: "I ran from Huyangcheng in one breath."

Jun Changxiao was surprised.

The Iron Bone faction is hundreds of miles away from Huyang City, and can run over in one breath.

"name."

"Yang Yuhua."

Such a strong man, the name is quite beautiful.

"age."

"Fifteen."

Jun Changxiao raised his head, looked at the size and size of the body, then looked at the angular face, and said in surprise: "You are only fifteen years old?"

Yang Yuhua scratched his head and said, "Everyone says I'm older."

"You're not old, you're a little anxious."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "The realm."

Yang Yuhua whispered, "Three sections of open pulse."

He is so strong and can run to the Iron Bone School in one breath. He only has three stages of open pulse. It seems that his body is well developed and his spiritual roots are relatively poor.

"Dude, can I join in?" Yang Yuhua asked weakly.

Jun Changxiao put on the big seal of the head, pointed at the gate and said, "Go in by yourself with the form, and someone will arrange everything for you."

"Ding! Sect members: 104/500."

"Ding! Martial Contribution Value: 303/500."

Yang Yuhua picked up the entry watch and walked towards the sect, not forgetting to turn around and said gratefully: "Thank you, buddy!"

"Boy."

Jun Chang smiled and said lightly: "I'm holding the big seal of the head, you call me buddy?"

Ga.

Yang Yuhua stopped abruptly, turned his head around, his face changed drastically, and hurriedly cupped his hands: "I'm sorry, brother... Sect Master! Sect Master!"

...

More and more people came to sign up.

But Jun Changxiao will first judge from the intuitive feeling, and then decide whether to accept it or not.

There were more than ten applicants in one day, including Long Ziyang and Yang Yuhua, five disciples were recruited, and all the others were eliminated.

It's not that they don't want to accept it, it's that some people are too weird.

For example, the last person turned out to be an old man with a hunchback in his 70s or 80s!

"Hey."

"Maybe Li Qingyang is right."

"The sect is at the cusp of the storm, and there are very few warriors who dare to sign up."

ten days later.

The Iron Bone Sect only recruited forty-six disciples.

Jun Changxiao handed the matter over to Li Qingyang, and then called Su Xiaomo, Tian Qi, and Li Fei to the study room and said, "In view of your good performance during this period, each of you will be rewarded with a bottle of qualification transformation fluid."

"Qualification transformation fluid?"

Su Xiaomo looked puzzled and said, "Sect Master, what is this?"

"After taking it, you can break through a quality from the original spiritual root." Jun Chang smiled.

He said it casually, but the three of them stared round eyes, opened their mouths, and stuffed two eggs should be more than enough.

Su Xiaomo's Linggen is a common grade, and his aptitude modification fluid is suitable for common grades, while Tian Qi and Li Fei's are suitable for low grades.

The three returned to the wing with the treasure in their hands, and carefully drank it. Not only did their spiritual roots instantly improve, but their cultivation was also driven, and they all broke through to the second-rank martial artist!

"Amazing!"

They were cool, but Sect Master Jun spent 150 contribution points, and now there are only 185 points left.

The system said: "It's a little wasteful to spend the contribution value on them."

Jun Changxiao rolled his eyes and said proudly: "I am not afraid of the Holy Spring Sect in Lingquan Mountain, such a strong disciple, I am willing to cultivate with contribution points, can you manage it?"