In any world, the importance of money cannot be overstated.
Not to mention buying weapons and martial arts, even daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil and salt need money to buy.
The Iron-Bone Sect has no money, because the previous disciples used their only assets to clear up the relationship, hoping to rescue the head of the king from prison.
The results of it
Not long after the money was delivered, the head Wang was executed for escaping from prison.
The hard-bodied faction, who had already tightened their belts to live, made things worse. The two disciples couldn't make it through. After eating the last meal, they went back to their respective houses to find their mothers.
Jun Changxiao, who traveled through time, ate steamed buns and drank mountains and rivers for three meals a day during his stay in the sect.
The noodles that Lu Qianqian ate when he joined the sect were also begged from Aunt Wang in the village.
If the strong faction wants to develop, money must also be earned!
Ever since, Master Jun took advantage of the talisman of insight that has not expired, and started his first way to make money in another world!
Didn't laugh at my own need for advice
One hundred taels!
Laughing at yourself desperately before, laughing at the iron-boned faction needs advice
Two hundred taels!
Small business, no bargaining.
Because of comprehending the ninth form of the Nine Forms of the Folding Waves Sword, and giving advice to the elders of the Cangshan School, although the warriors of each school feel distressed, they are still willing to spend money to ask for advice.
In just 30 minutes, Jun Changxiao gave advice on martial arts puzzles to 20 warriors, earning more than three thousand taels.
Looking at the more and more bank notes in the interspatial ring, he said happily: "Although you can't sell medicine, you can use the items in the mall to make money!"
"Your head."
Just pointing out the deficiencies in boxing techniques for a martial artist, the head of the Li family leaned over and said rather hard to say: "Li also has a problem here, I hope I can help Mang give pointers."
The previous nine-style stacking wave sword was nothing more than making things difficult.
Seeing so many people benefiting from his guidance and leaving happily now, it is completely moved, and I want to solve the martial arts problem that has been puzzling for many years.
"Can."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "One thousand taels."
"What?"
Patriarch Li almost lost his footing, and said in surprise, "One thousand taels?"
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Yes, one thousand taels."
"..."
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched slightly.
This guy is obviously trying to embarrass Patriarch Li on purpose, it must be because he prevented his son from joining the Iron Bones faction just now.
"Your head."
The head of the Li family broke down and said: "Others only have two hundred taels at most, why do I want one thousand taels?"
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Look at the outfit of Patriarch Li, it's not bad for money."
Hearing these words, Patriarch Li almost lost his temper. Yes, I am rich, but the money is not just blown into my pocket by the wind!
"Your head."
The head of the Li family said in a deep voice: "Are you taking Li for a big mistake?"
Jun Chang smiled and said: "It can be understood in this way."
"you… "
The owner of the Li family was furious.
Thinking of what he wanted from others, he suppressed his anger.
"Head."
Li Qingyang stepped forward and said: "For the sake of my disciples, please give me a discount for my father."
Jun Changxiao held his chin, pondered for a while and said, "Okay, because you are the father of my disciple, let's give you a discount of one or two."
Warriors from all factions almost fell down.
A discount of one thousand taels into one tael is unheard of!
…
Since he wanted to keep Li Qingyang, he would definitely not intentionally embarrass Patriarch Li, so Jun Changxiao just helped him point out the difficult problems in martial arts at the price of a little face.
"So it is, so it is!"
Patriarch Li who received the advice seemed to be enlightened.
The evolution of the ninth style previously made him doubtful, but now that he has solved the martial arts problem that has puzzled him for many years, he completely agrees with Jun Changxiao!
My son is in the Iron Bones faction, taught by him, the future achievements will definitely be high but not low!
Not only Patriarch Li, but also warriors from various sects who benefited from his guidance realized that the person he had underestimated was actually not simple!
A talisman of insight allows Jun Changxiao to earn a lot of silver taels and gain a lot of prestige, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
wrong.
It kills three birds with one stone!
Because the head of Junda helped guide them, and also learned their various martial arts skills!
Although the level is low, but swordsmanship, boxing technique, mind technique, and palm technique are all available, and it needs to be bought with money, at least a few thousand taels.
Big money, blood money!
"Everyone."
After giving another martial artist some advice on martial arts, Jun Changxiao said with a tired expression, "I'm tired, so let's stop teaching here."
"Don't, head master!"
The warriors who are not ranked are in a hurry.
A martial artist even took out four silver tickets and said: "Master Jun, I am willing to pay four hundred taels!"
Jun Chang smiled and shook his head, and said: "It took me too much time to help you guide martial arts, and it took me ten and a half months to cultivate."
He really wanted to continue making money, but after pointing out the previous martial artist, the time limit for the Talisman of Insight had just arrived.
Originally, Jun Changxiao planned to redeem it again, but when he opened the mall, he saw that the Talisman of Insight was gray and dark, and the annotation read—this item is limited to one purchase per month.
Damn.
The purchase of Healing Pills is limited, and the purchase of spells is also limited.
Can you still have fun? Can you still make money happily
Without the blessing of the Talisman of Insight, Jun Changxiao would be beaten back to his original shape, so he could only show a very tired look.
"Why."
The fighters of each faction returned to their homes in frustration, and the interrupted recruitment of hundreds of cases continued.
"Qingyang."
The head of the Li family said: "Follow the head of the king to practice well, and don't let the father down."
"Um."
Li Qingyang nodded.
The head of the Li family talked with Jun Changxiao with a rather flattering tone, and hurried back to the Li family, retreating to digest the advice he received.
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"Father, I want to join the Iron Bones faction!"
"Father, mother, I have made up my mind, I want to join the Iron Bones faction!"
"God, what are you still hesitating about, let's go, let's sign up for the Iron Bones faction!"
Hundreds of recruitments resumed. Young girls who were originally considering which faction to join, swarmed into the face of the Iron-Bone Sect, scrambling to sign up!
They were moved by Li Qingyang's joining the Iron-Bone Sect, and after seeing Jun Changxiao giving advice to the elders of the Cangshan Sect and even the warriors of various sects, they naturally signed up without hesitation!
Just now the sects were bustling with excitement, but no one from the Iron Bones faction paid any attention.
Now the gates of the various sects are empty, but the gates of the Iron Bones faction are full of people!
"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"
Jun Chang laughed and shouted: "Come one by one!"
"Qingyang!"
"Don't stand there stupidly, hurry up and help."
Because there were too many teenagers and girls who signed up, Jun Changxiao suddenly became flustered.
No, no.
There are too many people, we must choose the best!
Jun Changxiao ordered the first disciple and the second disciple to let the applicants fill out the entry form, and then decide whether to accept it or not based on their aptitude and cultivation.
The main task given by the system is to make the Iron-Bone Sect the strongest sect.
How can it be considered strong
It must be that the sect is strong, and the disciples must be strong too!
Randomly choose a group of crooked melons and split dates, if the number is enough, the strength is not enough, and the school level cannot be improved, in the end it will definitely be a waste of work.
Jun Changxiao is very clear that what he needs now are elite soldiers and good generals, so he secretly requests that those who join the Iron Skeleton Sect must at least have a middle-grade spiritual root, and it would be even better if it is a top-grade one!
However, according to statistics, among the hundreds of teenagers who signed up, only ten of them possessed middle-grade spiritual roots.
Although Qingyang City is the main city of Qingyang County, it is a small place after all, and Li Qingyang who produced a high-grade spiritual root is already very good.
"Almost."
"But let's develop the number of sects to the upper limit of 100 first."
Jun Changxiao picked up the big seal of the master, and stamped it on the entry list with the middle-grade spiritual root.
"Ding!"
"Sect members: 4/100!"
"Ding!"
"Sect contribution value: 11/100."
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