When it was raised to 85 points, Jun Changxiao gave up and continued to invest in crystal cores. There was no other way. There were only 10 to 20 million left. If you invest all of them, you may only be able to increase by 1 or 2 points, and the rest can only be left to fate to decide up.
Although even if it is only one percent, there is a possibility of variation.
But he still worked hard to increase the mutation rate, in order to prove that what he relied on was not the aura of the protagonist, but the real burning of money.
What if it fails
Eighty-five percent of them still fail, that is God's will tricking people.
"It only failed 15 times out of 100 times, and the average failure time was 1.5 times. The idea should not be memorized like this." Jun Changxiao comforted himself.
The system said: "If the host is spread over 1.5 times, it must be a complete failure."
Depend on.
Can you not hit me!
Jun Changxiao ignored it, quietly waiting for the hatching time to arrive.
Only 1 day has passed and 14 days remain.
The time is a bit long, so I can focus on cultivating and managing my disciples.
the next day.
Su Xiaomo went to other counties to participate in the sect competition and came back. When she left, she was clean, but when she came back, she was covered in dust.
It looks like it's going too fast.
All the disciples hurriedly gathered around, and when they saw the senior brother with the championship medal around his neck, they immediately shouted!
The two senior brothers went to different counties and won the first place one after another. This definitely greatly boosted the morale of the Iron-Bone Sect disciples and made them full of hope for the future!
Su Xiaomo went to meet the head and hand in the champion reward.
He won't keep it private, because without the cultivation of the master, he wouldn't be who he is today, let alone win the championship easily.
certainly.
Jun Changxiao would not treat him badly, and gave Su Xiaomo ten spirit stones.
Save up the rest and give it to other disciples as various test rewards of the sect.
In the next few days, Li Fei and Tian Qi also returned one after another.
The two lived up to the entrustment of the head, successfully won various competition championships, and obtained considerable martial arts resources.
Although these inner disciples cultivated by Jun Changxiao are only at the level of martial arts apprentices, their strength has reached the level of martial arts masters.
Except for high-level competitions, participating in those low-level martial arts competitions is absolutely invincible, and there will be no suspense at all.
"The four of them from Qingyang brought a total of 100 spirit stones. Although the number is not too many, at least there is something to gain."
Jun Changxiao is quite satisfied with the way of letting his disciples participate in various sect competitions to earn resources.
Unfortunately.
There are too few events, and the continuity is relatively poor.
"strangeness."
Jun Chang smiled and touched his chin, and said, "Why hasn't the sinner come back yet?"
All five inner disciples returned after completing their missions, except Xiao Zuiji who has not yet returned.
Could it be.
That martial arts competition is very difficult
"Master!"
At this moment, Li Luoqiu hurried into the main hall, and said: "Heyang County has heard news that Xiao Zuiji won the martial art championship and was on his way back, but was blocked by a large number of masters in the forest. The situation is very bad, and we need to hurry Quick rescue!"
Jun Chang smiled and frowned.
No wonder I haven't returned so far, it turned out to be blocked!
"how many people?"
"There are at least a hundred of them, and many of them are Wuzong experts!"
Jun Changxiao was silent for a while, and said: "Call together the people of Xiaoyutang, and follow me to Heyang County to save people."
"yes."
Li Luoqiu hurriedly withdrew and summoned all the members of Xiaoyutang from the sect.
According to Jun Changxiao, the other disciples continued to practice.
But when he walked out of the main hall, he saw Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo and others standing in the front row on the martial arts arena, with serious faces on their faces.
They had already received the news that Junior Brother Xiao was blocked in Heyang County.
"Are you going too?" Jun Chang smiled.
Li Qingyang said: "Junior Brother is in trouble, I am willing to go to rescue him!"
"Also."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Let's go!"
The other disciples also wanted to follow to rescue Senior Brother Xiao, but they knew that their own strength was limited, which would not only be useless, but also slow down the speed of rescue, so they could only watch the leader and others go, praying for their safe return.
…
brush! brush! brush!
On the road leading to Heyang County, more than 50 members of Xiaoyutang used ghost steps to gallop.
"Oh shit!"
Li Shangtian also followed, angrily said: "You are not small, dare to bully our Iron-Bone Sect disciples!"
After this kid experienced the incident of destroying the Black Eagle Hall, his immature face faded a lot, and he became a little mature.
Because it was going to rescue, everyone's speed was increased to the extreme.
Jun Changxiao rode at the front on the Zidian cub, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more intense.
Although he doesn't know why there are so many warriors trying to stop Xiao Xiao from committing crimes, but since he dares to offend my Iron Faction, he must be severely punished!
Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo followed closely behind. They were also very worried about their junior, so they accelerated their speed again and again until they couldn't go any faster.
Junior Brother Xiao.
Be sure to support us!
Heyang County is at least a thousand miles away from Qingyang County, and it takes at least two or three days to travel normally.
However, Jun Changxiao brought his disciples here as quickly as possible, and at dusk, they had already arrived in Heyang County.
Li Luoqiu stood in the mountains, looked around, confirmed the marks left by the members, pointed to Dongfang and said: "The head, it should be in this direction."
"Walk."
Jun Changxiao led his disciples straight to the east.
…
A dark place in a valley.
Xiao Zuiji tore off the cloth strips from his clothes, wrapped them around his wrists with sword marks, then raised the 88-style sniper rifle, his gaze was cold.
His face was pale, and it seemed that he had not only external injuries, but also internal injuries.
After participating in the sect competition in Heyang County, Xiao Zuiji was about to return to the sect, but was stopped here by warriors from various sects.
reason
The attack was too heavy, which hurt his own foundation.
In fact, during the competition, the disciples of each faction were even more aggressive because they despised Xiao Zuiji, who came from the eighth sect of the ninth-rank county.
The major sects in Heyang County don't care about this.
As long as the disciple is bullied, the perpetrator must pay the price and must be severely punished!
"Boy!"
Suddenly, a loud voice came from the valley: "You are trapped in the valley now, give up struggling, show up obediently and hand over the mighty firecracker, maybe you can survive."
Xiao Zuiji set up the 88-type sniper rifle, approached the 8x scope, aimed at the direction where the sound came from, and found more than ten warriors from various factions standing there, and pulled the trigger again.
call out--
The bullet was shot out without a sound, directly killing a peak martial artist, and then shifted the direction as quickly as possible with the gun.
"Where is he!"
"Damn, hurry up!"
"Killed many of us with a hidden weapon, and if we are caught, we must be dismembered!"
Warriors from various factions rushed over one after another.
It's a pity that Xiao Zuiji has rich experience in field combat. After shooting one person, he hid it well again, so they can only continue to search and become more vigilant.
The valley is not big, and as the crowd continues to shrink the encirclement, the area is getting smaller and smaller.
Xiao Zui, who had already killed many people from various factions, knew that he would be discovered sooner or later, so he set up the Type 88 sniper rifle again.
You can kill as much as you can, and you won't lose if you die!
"call!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and a powerful force swept over.
"Not good..." Xiao Zuiji's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly retracted his gun to avoid it, but he was still a step too late, and was directly hit on the back by a fist carrying strong spiritual power.
"Boom!"
It flew out and hit the stone wall.
The person who attacked from behind was a middle-aged man in fluttering white clothes, exuding the aura of Wu Zong, and said lightly: "It's very good that a junior can hide for so long."
"Wow!"
Xiao Zuiji tried his best to stand up, a mouthful of blood spattered out.
"Um?"
The middle-aged man said in amazement: "Withstanding my 200,000 jin strength and still standing up, that's even more commendable."
Xiao Zuiji grinned his blood-stained mouth and said with a smile: "No...don't underestimate me."
"brush!"
The middle-aged man approached in an instant, and said proudly: "I would like to see how capable you are as a disciple of the Iron-Bone Sect."
The shadow of the fist filled the air in an instant, and ruthlessly blasted at Xiao Zuiji.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
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S, there is another update in the evening, and he is desperately coding.