"Let me tell you, if it wasn't for fear of making it too ugly, I would definitely be able to clean up those Martial Kings who surrounded me."
In the mountains and fields, Yunhe sat on a stone with a big bag on his head and said.
The smell of alcohol wafting in the air made Jun Changxiao not only questioned: "Are you really the sheriff of Qingyang County?"
Originally, he had already left, but later he thought of this person and returned again to save him from being beaten by the gang.
"nonsense."
Yunhe said: "Of course I am the sheriff of Qingyang County."
Saying that, he took out a gold-edged waist card from the interspatial ring, engraved with the words 'Qingyang County Sheriff' on it.
"All right."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "My county guard is a wonderful thing."
"Brat."
Yunhe took another sip of wine, grinned and said, "It's because of my leadership that a sect with unlimited potential like you can appear in Qingyang County."
Not to mention the group of Martial Kings who beat him up just now, even Jun Changxiao was impulsive.
"Hello."
Yunhe pointed to the flames that were always burning in the distance, and said in a low voice: "Who is in there, who can actually ravage a Martial Emperor."
Xiaolonglong's fighting form is a bit scary, so when he came, the head of Jun specially told him to cover it with flames, so as not to reveal his appearance.
"The sect still has things waiting for me to deal with, so I will leave first." Jun Changxiao didn't bother to explain to him, and got up to leave.
"Wait a moment!"
Yunhe stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "I like to travel around the mountains and rivers. Qingyang County will ask you to take care of me in the future."
"..." Jun Chang laughed and his mouth twitched.
This guy is really thorough in being the hands-off shopkeeper. When will I be so free and easy
"certainly."
Yunhe said: "I won't treat you badly either."
As he said that, he threw a waist card and said, "From today on, you are the sheriff of Qingyang County."
Jun Chang laughed dumbfounded.
However, seeing the words 'Deputy Sheriff of Qingyang County' written on the waist card, the corners of his mouth twitched and said, "Isn't this too random?"
"Boy!"
Yunhe got up and left, waved his hands and said, "I'll go first."
"Neuropathy!"
Jun Chang laughed and muttered, and then summoned Xiaolonglong, who turned into a ball of fire and disappeared into the sky.
Yunhe took a sip of wine, looked at the sky with blurred eyes, and murmured: "Little guy, whether Qingyang County can become stronger depends on you."
Plop——
He fell to the ground and fell asleep.
This time I really drank too much, I woke up after sleeping for several hours, then scratched my head, and said with a blank face: "Why am I sleeping here? Hey, I drank the fragments again..."
"Forget it, for the sake of everyone being the sheriff, I won't bother Zhuo Chaoqun."
"Huh?"
"The deputy sheriff's waist badge, why is one missing? Don't get drunk and give it to someone else!"
…
Besides, you often laugh.
He was held by Xiaolonglong, and soon returned to the sect.
The disciples who were practicing in the Martial Arts Field "swipe" around and asked about the situation.
When they learned that the contracted beast in charge had abused Lingyuanzong Wuhuang and many high-ranking Wuwangs, their eyes widened.
Oh My God!
How awesome is this!
It's a pity that I couldn't see it with my own eyes.
"Owner."
The little dragon returned to its previous form, then collapsed on the ground, and said weakly: "I need to rest for a while."
…
On the day when Lingyuanzong opened the altar to give lectures, Jun Changxiao flew over, and the news of the abuse of the grand elders, county guards and others immediately spread in Southwest Yangzhou!
"What?"
After receiving the information, the head rudder of the Demon Sect sub-rudder stood up and said in surprise, "Can that guy defeat the Martial Emperor?"
"To the rudder master!"
The subordinates said: "It wasn't Jun Changxiao who did it, but a group of mysterious people enveloped in flames. The grand elder of Lingyuan Sect was so abused that he couldn't fight back at all!"
"So strong?"
The big rudder frowned and said: "Could it be that there is a stronger existence for this little iron-boned faction?"
Also receiving the news was the sub-helm of the Temple of Killing God, and the helm master also guessed in shock: "Which Martial Emperor is the one who made the move? He can easily finish the torture of Yu Hongtai, and the grade is probably very high!"
The incident of smashing Lingyuanzong's place spread more and more widely, and Tianyu Wangcheng also received news.
Situ Haoyun and Yi Tianxing were also shocked for a while after learning about it.
certainly.
Many people are discussing, who is the mysterious person shrouded in flames
This will be destined to be an unsolved mystery.
After hearing the news, Princess Honglian fell into a short thought, and secretly said: "It should be a strong fire element."
…
The story of the Iron Bone Sect continued to spread in Southwest Yangzhou, and many warriors also realized that this small sect not only has sword and martial arts kings, but also a strong martial emperor!
All of a sudden, many teenagers and girls with dreams flocked to Qingyang County from all over the world, just to join this top three sect with extraordinary potential!
"Line up and come one by one!"
Outside the gate of the Iron Bones faction, Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others were maintaining order.
Ning Duxing and Ning Duzui sat in front of the table, with a large stack of entry forms next to them. Now they not only have to teach disciples, but also have an extra task of recruiting disciples.
"Hello, two elders!"
A teenager came over.
Ning Duxing said: "Name, gender, age, spiritual roots, cultivation base."
"My name is Yang Lan, male, nineteen years old, low-grade spiritual root..."
The young man was introducing, but was interrupted by Ning Duxing: "The spiritual root is too low, so I don't meet the entry requirements."
Jun Changxiao asked the two of them to recruit disciples, and the condition he gave was that they must have at least a middle-grade spiritual root, and there is no need to consider low-grade spiritual roots.
"Elder!"
Yang Lan said: "My martial arts spiritual roots are poor, but the formation method has high spiritual roots!"
"oh?"
Ning Duxing said: "Do you understand formations?"
Yang Lan handed over a token and said, "This can be proved."
There are very complicated lines engraved on the token. At first glance, it looks like some kind of formation, and there are four cursive characters of 'first grade formation disciple' written on it.
There is also a level division for the array.
This first-rank disciple is completely just getting started.
After Ning Duxing and Ning Duzui made eye contact, they raised a pen to fill in the entrance form, and then directly stamped the big seal, saying: "Go in, someone will meet you."
Yang Lan cupped her hands and said, "Thank you two elders."
"First-rank disciples can also join?"
Someone muttered.
Su Xiaomo said in a loud voice: "My iron bone faction recruits disciples, first of all they look at spiritual root qualifications, and second they look at specialties. Even the lowest medicine masters will be recruited under the sect."
"So it is!" Everyone suddenly realized.
Those martial artists who were worried about their lack of aptitude but possessed skills were suddenly full of confidence.
"I know medicine!"
"go in."
"I... I am a second-grade pharmacist..."
"go in."
At the end of the day, a total of 100 disciples were recruited under the sect, among which there were forty or fifty youths with middle-grade spiritual roots, and the rest had special skills.
After Jun Changxiao practiced, he took the entry statistics form, saw Yang Lan's name, and murmured: "The formation method is very mysterious, and it can train point formation masters."
There are many formations in the thirty-two formations of Qimen, and he doesn't have time to study them all. If there are disciples who understand formations, they can give them to study and benefit the sect.