Li Qingyang, who was holding a silver note of one hundred thousand taels, was completely dazed on the spot.
Born in a family, he has no concept of money, but he also knows that this amount is very large, and it can only be said... luxury to rebuild the Iron-Bone Faction!
Li Qingyang returned to his room in a hurry, picked up a pen and ink and began to design a sketch on the rice paper.
The inner courtyard will be rebuilt and the outer courtyard will also be expanded.
This is a big project that must be conceived and planned carefully!
After a night of design, the sketch was released.
The location of the main hall of the Iron Bone Sect in the outer courtyard has not been moved, and it is still located in the northernmost part. The rest have been moved, the martial arts arena has been enlarged, and more buildings have been added.
The changes in the inner courtyard are not small, not only adding greenery, but also adding a lot of rooms, enough to accommodate a thousand disciples.
Of course, Li Qingyang also took Liu Wanshi into consideration, and deliberately divided the vegetable field and livestock pen.
With sufficient financial support, this time is definitely a drastic renovation. Once completed, it will be a brand new iron-clad school!
"good."
After reading the sketch, Jun Changxiao was very satisfied.
Li Qingyang pointed to several blank areas on the pattern, and said: "The disciple decided to build a wing room here first. After the completion, everyone can move in first, and then carry out other areas of reconstruction, so that there is no need to live in the outer courtyard."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "It's very thoughtful."
Giving Li Qingyang the matter of reforming the sect is also because of his prudent and cautious character.
Simply put, it is suitable to be a big butler.
It was necessary to divide the duties of the elders, Li Qingyang made sure that the elders of the internal affairs did not run away.
"Master, when will the reconstruction start?"
"In three days."
"yes!"
Li Qingyang stepped back, Jun Chang smiled and touched his chin, and said: "When the sect's reconstruction is completed, we will open the mountain gate to recruit disciples, and the sect mission will be triggered as soon as possible when the number of disciples reaches 500."
The sect construction was upgraded to level 2. He didn't immediately recruit disciples, but he also hoped to lead this group of disciples first.
…
Ai Shangpan returned to Ai's house with ten primary healing pills.
However, he was not in a hurry for the auction, but was waiting for the news to spread and let more forces know.
Previously, the nine healing pills were sold for 850,000 yuan, and I bought ten from Jun Changxiao for one million yuan. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a loss-making business.
No, no.
With absolute confidence, Ai Shangpan made the price of ten healing pills far exceed one million taels in the second auction.
If a businessman can't sell the heaven-defying elixir to a higher price, then he won't be worthy of the word 'businessman'.
certainly.
At the same time, Ai Shangpan was also thinking, if the healing pill was passed on, which would alarm the big forces and sects, how could he use an excuse to explain it
…
three days later.
A large number of craftsmen entered the Iron Bones faction, and began to expand from the inner courtyard.
Because it was built in another area, it did not affect the residence and rest of the disciples, but continued to practice as usual.
"Head."
One day, Li Qingyang came to report: "Nine disciples opened up the tenth meridian last night. Except for Junior Brother Xiao, Junior Brother Ye, and Junior Sister Liu, the other disciples have reached the level of the tenth stage of meridian opening."
"Not bad, not bad." Jun Chang said with a satisfied smile.
Calculating the time, this group of disciples has only been recruited for two months, from the second and third ranks to the tenth rank, the speed of improvement is still very good.
"Let them continue to work hard. Anyone who breaks through the martial arts will be given the 'Wo Cho' cheat." Jun Chang said with a smile.
"yes."
Li Qingyang stepped back.
Jun Chang laughed and got up and went to the training room.
Xiao Zuiji is sculpting in the muscle building room, and there are two hours left.
"Crunch!"
At this moment, the door of another modeling room opened, and Ye Xingchen, who had a bruised nose and swollen face from being abused, slid out, panting heavily.
This guy has been cultivating in the training room since his wing room collapsed, and his strength is no less than Xiao Zuiji's.
Not to mention, the progress made is very great, and the originally weak body has become much stronger.
As for the realm, it also broke through from the first stage of opening the veins to the third stage of the opening of the veins, and the burst of strength has reached about 800 catties.
Calculated normally, with Ye Xingchen's physical aptitude, 400 catties is not bad, and the extra 400 is due to Yi Jin Jing, Taixuan Zhen Jing, Shaping Room and Chupin Body Shaping Pill.
Jun Changxiao can also see that he has changed a lot during this period, so he said with a smile: "Do you still feel wronged to join the Iron Bones faction?"
"..." Ye Xingchen was silent.
In the past, he must have been bitter about the rebirth of the majestic Emperor Wu, who was forced to join the Iron Bone Sect, but now he is—yes, really fragrant.
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao got into the shaping room, and after two hours of shaping, Xiao Zuiji was swinging the testing machine again and again, and the power on it kept changing.
Three thousand catties.
Three thousand two hundred catties...
"Boom!"
The last punch was blasted out, and the strength was fixed at five thousand catties.
Without opening the veins, it is inconceivable that the strength can reach a level comparable to that of a third-rank martial artist just by refining the physical body.
However, Xiao Zuiji was not at all happy, but lowered his arms in frustration.
Jun Changxiao came over and said, "What are you thinking?"
"Master, I..." Xiao Zuiji paused, and said bitterly: "During this period of cultivation, the physical body has reached its limit, and it is difficult to make a big improvement."
Jun Chang said with a smile: "The real strength of a warrior lies not only in his physical body, but also in many aspects, such as weapons and equipment."
"Come with me."
He brought Xiao Zuiji to the back mountain, summoned the QU-88 sniper rifle and put it on the ground, saying, "Try to shoot."
"Can I?" Xiao Zuiji asked in amazement.
Jun Chang laughed and said, "If your physical body can handle it, this sniper rifle is yours."
The system reminded: "Although the disciple can use a sniper rifle, only the host can trigger the function of the magically modified eight-fold scope."
"So fuck?" Jun Changxiao frowned.
In his mind, Xiao Zui couldn't open the veins and gather spiritual power, so he trained him to be a sniper. After all, his physical body is strong, so it should be no problem to bear the recoil.
Fortunately, the eight-fold lock, self-aiming, perspective and other functions of the magic change, the disciple can't trigger it, so how can he make it hit every shot.
"call!"
Xiao Zuiji let out a long sigh of relief, and walked to the Type 88 sniper rifle, obviously wanting to try it out.
Jun Changxiao personally instructed him to hold the gun, set up the gun, and get close to the eightfold environment, and explained the range, speed of fire and wind speed to him, saying: "Do you understand?"
"Understood."
"That small stone a few hundred feet ahead, break it."
While speaking, Jun Changxiao had already dodged far away, fearing that the recoil caused by the shooting would implicate himself.
"Brush!" Xiao Zuiji lay down, held the gun with one hand, the end of the handle of the gun rested on his shoulder, and one eye leaned against the lens. After some proofreading, he immediately pulled the trigger.
"Boom—"
The muzzle spewed out fire, and it shot away like the streamer of a cannonball. It hit the small stone at a distance of more than 500 meters with incomparable precision, and smashed it into pieces.
"So accurate?"
Jun Chang smiled and widened his eyes.
When he looked back at Xiao Zuiji, he found that the gun was there, and the tripod was sunken in the mud, but that guy disappeared out of thin air!
"where is the guy?"
"Palm... Master..." On the tree more than ten meters behind him, Xiao Zuiji was paralyzed on it, foaming from his mouth, and said weakly: "Brother... this disciple is here..."
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