With the combination of Kaimai Pill and Yijinjing, Liu Wanshi easily opened up the fifth meridian.
Afterwards, Jun Changxiao summoned the disciples who hadn't reached the twelfth stage of Kaimai.
Not many people, only thirteen.
Four have ten-stage open veins, and nine have eleven-stage open veins.
It's not that they don't work hard enough, it's that they have too many ideas. Sometimes they rush to a pulse, even if they have a chance to improve the Yi Jin Jing, they will fail consecutively, so they are gradually pulled away.
Seeing that most of their fellow disciples had entered the twelfth dan, the thirteen disciples blamed themselves and felt depressed, and felt deeply ashamed of the support of the sect's various martial arts resources.
Jun Changxiao could see it, so he gave each of them three pulse pills and encouraged them: "Temporary failure does not mean permanent failure. Practice hard, you can do it."
The system said: "The host is becoming more and more like the master."
That's what I said.
Could it be that I didn't look like the leader before
He used to be very weak and didn't look like a master of the sect, but now his cultivation base has improved, his physique is stronger, and his personality charm is also displayed. He really looks like the master of the sect.
But what is the shortcoming.
No, the demeanor of a strong man who has been in power for a long time!
This kind of temperament is not easy to cultivate. First of all, the head of the sect must be a real strong person. Secondly, the sect must be strong. Not to mention dominating the mainland, at least one side must be dominant.
Those who have been in power for a long time are considered farts.
Since I, Jun Changxiao, have come to the Starfall Continent, I want to be the strongest sect master who wakes up and controls the power of the world, and lies drunk on the knees of beauties!
The system complained: "Single dog, wash up and sleep."
…
After thirteen disciples took Kaimai Pill, nine of them broke through from the eleventh stage to the twelfth stage, and the other four disciples also entered the eleventh stage from the tenth stage.
What's this
100% pulse rate!
The next day, after learning that the disciples had fully opened their pulses, Jun Changxiao said happily: "In the future, when recruiting new disciples, as long as they gather enough spiritual energy, it will be a trivial matter to pulse."
"It's a pity that Zuiji and Xingchen went out to practice, otherwise, if each of them gave them a few, they would definitely improve a lot after returning."
The combination of Yi Jin Jing and Kaimai Pill can allow martial artists at the level of opening the pulse to achieve 100% success in the pulse. This is very terrifying, and it will definitely cause an uproar if it is spread!
pity.
no one knows.
In the eyes of many high-level forces, the Iron-Bone Faction is like a low-level ant slowly crawling along the high mountain that goes straight into the sky.
…
On the eve of the war agreement.
Li Qingyang sat cross-legged in the spiritual power array.
He circulated the Yi Jin Jing in unison with his mind and mind, and his whole body was enveloped by layers of spiritual power, like a silkworm chrysalis wrapped around himself.
Su Xiaomo and the others knew that the second senior brother was going to fight the inner sect disciples of the Holy Spring Sect, so they didn't enter the formation for two days, for fear of disturbing them unintentionally.
"Plop."
After a while, the last spirit stone fell to the ground in a dull color because the energy had been completely absorbed.
"Phew!" Li Qingyang took a deep breath, inhaled all the aura that permeated his body, and the moment he opened his eyes, two rays of light flashed away.
"Fourth grade warrior, there should be no problem."
During the martial arts competition, he entered the first-rank martial apprentice early, and it took a while to enter the second rank after returning. Now, with the assistance of Lingshi and Qi Gathering Pill, he has been promoted to two levels in two days.
As the number one genius in Qingyang City, Li Qingyang's aptitude is unquestionable, but the reason for the slow cultivation before was that he had to help the head with many internal affairs, which invisibly delayed a lot of training time.
He didn't have any complaints, because it was the headmaster's trust in him, and he could only do everything well with all his heart.
Night is coming.
Li Qingyang walked out of the formation, entered the training room, and began the final physical shaping of the battle with the disciples of the Holy Spring Sect.
On the roof of the main hall, Jun Changxiao sat on the ridge of the roof, with his elbows resting on his legs, his palms folded together, and the back of his hands dragging his chin and said: "Qingyang, I have worked hard for you during this time."
Lu Qianqian is cold and unkind, Xiao Zuiji is decadent and depressed, Su Xiaomo is mischievous, and all the disciples are talented.
But for a sect, relying on the master alone is not enough.
Li Qingyang, who has a stable personality, is undoubtedly what Jun Changxiao needs and likes the most.
Let him play this time because he hopes to gather enough prestige to better assist him to lead the sect's juniors.
…
the next day.
It was just dawn, and Liu Wanshi started cooking early, making a sumptuous breakfast, and Ma Yongning and the two killers brought it to the dining table one by one.
After a while, the disciples came to have dinner.
Li Qingyang also came. Although he practiced in the shaping room all night, he looked very energetic.
Su Xiaomo came over, held up the bowl and said: "Junior brother here wish the second senior brother to defeat the disciples of the Holy Spring Sect, and show off the prestige of my Iron Bone Sect!"
With that said, he drank the soup in one gulp.
"ha!"
He hastily stuck out his tongue, and gasped, "Hot! Hot!"
Other disciples also came to wish, and the atmosphere in the cafeteria suddenly became warm.
Liu Wanshi, who was wearing an apron, poked out a small head from the kitchen, shook the spoon in her hand, and said with a smile: "Today I woke up early on purpose to cook a sumptuous meal for the second senior brother."
"Plop!"
Everyone fell down.
Li Qingyang staggered on the table, a black line rose on his forehead.
Children say nothing, children say nothing...
Not long after, Jun Changxiao walked in, and after having a sumptuous meal with a group of disciples, he took Li Qingyang and Lu Qianqian, the main disciples, on the road without any worries.
…
Yaoyang City, Lingquan Mountain.
The first time he came, Jun Changxiao destroyed the Lingquan Sect, and the second time he challenged it.
"I'm coming!"
"The Iron Bone faction really took the challenge!"
"I thought, facing the Holy Spring Sect, that guy would not dare to come."
Jun Changxiao took a few disciples up the mountain, and saw outside the ruins of the Lingquan Sect, many warriors in different outfits gathered.
He didn't go down the mountain for the past few days, so he didn't know that the news about the Holy Spring Sect's war agreement with his sect had already spread in Qingyang County.
The factions and fighters who received the news would not miss it, and they came to Yaoyang City as early as yesterday.
A lot of sects from the Hundred Sects Alliance also came.
For example, the lord of the Tiger Roaring Sect, or the lord of the Iron Fist Gang who was thrown out by Xiao Zuiji's punch.
When they saw Jun Changxiao and the Iron Bones disciples coming up, the corners of their mouths all turned up, showing a faint sneer.
boy.
Thank you for quitting the alliance.
Master Shengquanzong has a lot of cares, otherwise, we will definitely not spare you!
"hehe."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "It's just a battle, and it's more lively than the martial art competition, which really surprised me a bit."
"Your head."
The head of the Tiger Roaring Sect said indifferently: "People from the Holy Spring Sect are waiting for you at the Lingquan Sect's Martial Arts Field. After entering, they may give you a fright."
After the Qingyang City meeting, the Hundred Sects Alliance will definitely not wait to see Jun Changxiao.
Naturally, I came here this time to see how he was bullied by the five-tier sect.
Thinking of that guy's arrogance in Xingyue Tower, and thinking about the panic expression he showed when facing the Holy Spring Sect later, the leaders of all factions suddenly smiled.
"The Lingquan sect is nothing but ruins, how can I be frightened."
Jun Changxiao walked with his disciples. As soon as he entered, he saw three seats in front of the collapsed part of the main hall.
There are three people sitting on the seat.
In the center is a middle-aged man with a resolute face, holding his hands together and lowering his head slightly.
On the left is also a middle-aged man, with his face resting on one hand, his face slightly gloomy.
On the right is a man with forehead wrinkles, one leg resting on the other, holding his little finger up to pick out his ears, looking very foolish.
Although the appearance of the three of them is very different, what they have in common is that they have a strong aura all over their bodies, and their cultivation is definitely not weaker than the elders of the Cangshan School.
Jun Chang touched his nose with a smile, and thought to himself, "If these three people wear navy uniforms and long cloaks engraved with justice, they will be the three admirals of the navy."
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