Chapter 1284: My Sect and I Are Going to Be the Legend of Starfall Continent
Jun Changxiao decided.
The first-class Zongmen certification and the Wumeng Conference were held on the same day, allowing people from all over the continent to witness the miracles and the miracles belonging to the Eternal Sect!
And it was only a month away from that day, and there were only more than 3,000 disciples left.
"Qingyang."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "As soon as possible, near this life and death arena, build an open-air venue of the highest standard for holding the Wumeng Conference."
"Yes!"
Li Qingyang took the lead and got busy with his colleagues and Peggy.
In this way, near the arena of life and death, various building materials were delivered to pave the way for the main platform, the sub-platform, and the viewing platform. A huge venue gradually began to be perfected from its prototype.
Zhen Dejun and his formation hall are not idle, they are actively arranging the image formation, and they are connected with Han Chengzhu's image formation. At that time, there will be a live broadcast of the Zongmen's first-class upgrade and the Wumeng Conference without any dead ends.
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"Master Yi."
As soon as he sat in the certification hall, Jun Changxiao said straight to the point: "In a month, please give me the certification level of Wan Guzong."
Yi Tianxing, who was about to drink tea, suddenly stiffened his body and face.
Wan Guzong certified again? Wouldn't that be top notch!
Master Yi couldn't calm down a little, and wanted to lie down a little excitedly.
Fortunately, he is no longer the museum owner who was always in shock before, because Jun Changxiao brought him too much shock, and he has been able to adapt well.
However, it is definitely a supreme honor to think that I have witnessed a Jiuliu sect grow into a first-class, and it has only risen in just ten years.
"Sect Master."
Yi Tianxing cupped his hands and said, "You and your Eternal Sect are the legends of my Southwest Yangzhou!"
This sentence makes any martial artist in Southwest Yangzhou hear and agree without hesitation.
"Master Yi."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "My sect and I are going to be legends of the Starfall Continent.
"
"This……"
The corner of Yi Tianxing's mouth twitched.
It turns out that Sect Master Jun still has such a big ambition, but whether it can become a legend of the Starfall Continent, it still needs the approval of the martial artists of the whole continent.
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Tianyuan Town Prison Tower.
Zhao Doudou came to the cell every day, put down the food first, then sat down on the warm and cold wooden board, and said, "Brother, our sect will soon have 100,000 disciples, haven't you figured it out yet? "
"Figured out."
Dai Lu said, "I've let go of everything."
He no longer hated Jun Changxiao, nor hated Ye Xingchen, and would rather be imprisoned for the rest of his life.
This guy sees through, giving people a Buddhist feeling.
It is a pity that the cultivation base has not been sublimated, and it is still the same.
In fact, without the help of the soul clan, this guy is just an ordinary person after all, unlike Jun Changxiao who relies on the system to cultivate his aptitude and so on.
"Since you put everything down, why not start all over again?" Zhao Doudou said.
"tired."
Dai Lu shook his head and said, "I just want to spend the rest of my life in prison."
"..."
Zhao Doudou said: "You miss the opportunity to become a strong man again and again, but you always stick to your own principles, which is admirable."
He didn't try to persuade Dai Lu, because he really let go of everything.
"Crench."
The cell door was closed again, and the environment became pitch black.
Dai Lu sat cross-legged all the time, his thoughts returned to the past, and his ears sounded: "Young man, I think you have a wonderful skeleton, and you are a martial arts genius that is unique. You can consider joining my iron-boned sect as a disciple. , the future achievements are bound to be limitless.”
"Hey."
He shook his head and sighed.
If I had made the right choice at that time, I am afraid it will be another picture now.
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In the martial arts world where life spans hundreds of years, a month is really short, and it can pass in the blink of an eye.
There are still five days until the Wumeng Conference.
At this moment, families, sects, and scattered cultivators from all over the world have come to Tiegu Town one after another. Due to the large number of people, they cannot accommodate them for the time being. They can only live in Qingyang Town or Qingyang City in batches.
The forces or warriors who have a good relationship with the Wangu Sect have already moved in in advance in the sect.
For example, the Ai family, and the strong man like City Lord Han.
"Qingyang."
Jun Chang smiled and asked, "Isn't Palace Master Xi here?"
The two allies of the Wangu Sect, the Cangshan faction had already arrived, but there was still no one in the Miaohua Palace.
Li Qingyang said, "Not yet."
"Oh."
Jun Changxiao didn't think much about it. After all, he is the head of a sect, so he might be too busy with business to get away, or delay his schedule.
"Invincible!"
"brush!"
He stepped out of the hall, put his hands on his temples, stroked it up in a dashing manner, and said, "Open the mountain gate!"
"crunch"
The closed red lacquer door was opened wide by He Wudi, and fresh air poured in from outside in the early morning.
Today is the recruitment day at the beginning of the month, because it is about recruiting 100,000 disciples, so Jun Changxiao will no longer be the hand-dragging shopkeeper, and decided to be responsible for the whole process.
He was wearing very formal sect clothing, with a serious expression on his face, so that Ai Shangyu, Ma Yunteng and others felt the temperament and aura that a top sect sect master should have!
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"opened!"
"The door is open!"
At the foot of the mountain, the eyes of the young girls who came to see the assessment flickered with excitement.
"Tsk tsk."
All the warriors who came to participate in the Wumeng Conference came to join in the fun, and when they saw these examiners, they all exclaimed: "All of them are young people with good qualifications."
The senior leaders of the second and third sects are envious to death.
If these young girls come to their own sect, they can pass directly without any assessment.
no way.
The emergence of Wan Guzong made other sects completely uncompetitive, and they could only pick up what others didn't want behind their ass.
"Boys."
Suddenly, Jun Changxiao's voice came from the mountain gate: "Come up the stairs, only if you don't get eliminated, you can enter the second step of changing your destiny!"
Although Gou Zuo is very suzerain-like now, he doesn't pretend to be pretentious, but the words he says are extremely shocking.
"It's Sect Master Jun!"
"He's standing at the mountain gate!"
"Go! Go!"
As a result, nearly 10,000 young people gathered at the foot of the mountain to participate in the assessment took the first step in changing their fate.
"Hoohoo!"
The gravitational formation exploded in an instant, putting pressure on the examiners at different levels.
Everyone has heard that the assessment of the Eternal Sect is very strict, and most of those who dare to try are a little capable, so in the end, seven or eight thousand successfully reached the top.
"..."
The corners of the mouths of the experts from all walks of life who witnessed the assessment twitched violently.
The more than 2,000 young people who were sent down the mountain to the point of exhaustion seemed not to be weak in terms of aptitude and cultivation. They had to start from the lowest sect from the inner sect, but they were eliminated in the first round of the ancient sect.
This is really more popular than dead people!
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The Wanguzong assessment procedure is very mature, and participants only need to complete all aspects of the test to become an entry-level disciple, so Jun Changxiao just watches the whole process and does not need to do anything.
As a result, after several rounds of tests, more than 4,000 people passed the assessment, which forced him to choose by himself, because there were not so many places.
"Ding! Sect member: 97231/100000."
"Ding! Sect member: 98676/100000."
"..."
"..."
"Ding! Sect members: 99999/100000."
"metropolitan!"
Just when Jun Changxiao was thinking seriously about who to choose as the last disciple, Zhao Doudou's voice came from his ear: "Dai Lu has figured it out, he wants to join the Wangu Sect!"