the next day.
After the disciples' routine morning exercises, Jun Changxiao announced in public that Zhen Dejun would be the master of the formation hall, and five disciples with formation qualifications, including Yang Lan, would become the first batch of members of the formation hall.
certainly.
The number of people is still a bit too small.
"Head."
Old Zhen suggested: "I think that if you conduct a formation qualification test, you may be able to find a lot from the foundation."
The martial arts qualification test is the most common, and the unpopular occupation test is very rare. Some people don't even know until their death that they may have some specialties.
"Can."
Jun Changxiao agreed.
After lunch, the disciples were summoned again.
Both the inner door and the outer door have passed strict tests by Zhen Dejun.
Not to mention.
There are really more than a dozen disciples who have the qualifications for formations. Although they are not the best, they are at least passable.
Teaching one is teaching, and teaching ten is also teaching.
Zhen Dejun all entered the formation hall, and gave them unified instructions on the formation.
Master Jun also came to attend the class.
Although he has formation qualifications, he doesn't know much about the formation system of Starfall Continent, so he naturally hopes to unlock more new attitudes.
Zhen Dejun is really cannibalistic.
There is no ambiguity in teaching formations, starting from the basics, and explaining carefully.
After listening to his explanation, Yang Lan suddenly seemed to open the door to a brand new formation!
An hour later.
Zhen Dejun took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and said, "If there is anything you don't understand, feel free to mention it."
"Old Zhen!"
Shangguan Xinyao got up and said, "I don't understand something."
Jun Changxiao's eyes widened, and he said, "Why is she here? Does she also have the aptitude for formation?"
Martial arts, like formations, are a test of brain cells. Shangguan Xinyao likes to think carefully about many things, so it is not surprising that she has the qualifications for formations.
"Old Zhen."
Jun Changxiao hurriedly slipped away, and said to himself, "Take care!"
"speak."
Zhen Dejun said appreciatively.
As soon as I finished speaking, I was anxious to ask, this girl should have her own ideas, a child can be taught, and a child can be taught.
Shangguan Xinyao said: "Elder Zhen said just now that the use of front lines..."
really.
Great idea!
Zhen Dejun explained to her patiently.
"Mr. Zhen, I still have a question."
"speak."
An hour later.
Zhen Dejun held the door and walked out of the formation hall. His ears were filled with Shangguan Xinyao's chattering questions, and his mind seemed to be about to explode!
This disciple is not thinking, but thinking too much!
Jiang Xie and the Ning brothers who happened to pass by saw it, and they wanted to hug each other and cry bitterly.
A Ninth-Rank Formation King with a large brain capacity was asked to look like this by Shangguan Xinyao. One can imagine how we survived!
…
Jun Changxiao practiced in the Spirit Gathering Formation for a while, then went to the Experience Tower, and finally returned to the study, skillfully opened the shopping column.
First buy 5 AK47s, and then buy some qualification fluids of different levels, and use them as rewards for the later martial arts competition.
I didn't refresh the mid-level mall, so I didn't dare to gamble again.
Moreover, as far as it is concerned, apart from the lack of higher cultivation, there are no substantial props.
"Cultivation is still the main thing." Jun Chang said with a smile.
The double king of swords and martial arts is not the end.
To become the Sword and Martial Emperor, and even the Sword and Martial Emperor, is my pursuit!
next.
Master Jun put his mind on cultivation.
The Iron Bone Sect disciples are also working hard to become stronger, and no one will relax their vigilance because the sect has various resources.
Boom!
Boom!
In the training room, Xiao Zuiji, who had just broken through to the eighth-rank Martial Sect, bared his upper body, and bombarded the testing machine with fists to flesh, and the strength displayed was always fluctuating around 450,000.
Bang————
The last punch was blasted out, and the force of the punch was 470,000 jin, which can be regarded as the strongest explosive power that was completely aroused.
"Hoo hoo!"
Xiao Zuiji breathed heavily, beads of sweat slid down his knife-sharpened face, coupled with his muscular body, male hormones exploded.
"One year and three months." He clenched his fist and said.
Half of the three-year agreement with Murong Xin has passed, Xiao Zuiji will not forget it, and he still wants to go to the Baihe Sect to get back the dignity that should belong to him.
…
"Junior Sister."
A female disciple of the Lily Sacred Sect, who was like smoke in seconds, came to the waterfall and said: "The potential of the Iron Bone Sect has been rated as the top three."
Murong Xin, who was practicing, opened her eyes and said, "Really?"
"How can a sect that is not well-known suddenly have such great potential?" The female disciple was quite puzzled.
Murong Xin said: "Being able to win so many games from the Holy Spring Sect shows that the Iron Bone Sect is not easy."
"That's right, Junior Sister."
"I heard that your former fiancé is also in the Iron Bones."
"En." Murong Xin said.
"This guy is pretty lucky, he can join a sect with the top three potentials." The disciple said.
"Senior Sister."
Murong Xin said: "I still want to practice."
"Then don't bother me." The disciple said with a smile: "Senior Sister, please leave first."
After she left, Murong Xin murmured: "There is still one year and three months left. At that time, there should be a complete break between you and me."
…
"Jie jie jie!"
In the dark valley, there was a creepy laugh, and then a man with green hair came out.
Turning the field of vision to the interior, he found dozens of corpses of high-level ferocious beasts inside, as if they had been drained of flesh and blood, and turned into skin skeletons.
and.
There are also human corpses scattered about.
Because it seems to be extracted by some kind of ability, it is impossible to judge the level of cultivation.
The assailant was the grinning green-haired man, our long-lost green-haired brother.
After Jun Changxiao challenged the Holy Spring Sect, he healed his injuries in the sect and went down the mountain to practice on the grounds that he never went back.
During this period, I gained a considerable understanding of my own phagocytic ability, from ingesting plants at the beginning, to ingesting fierce beasts, and even ingesting martial arts!
The strength improvement is also very significant.
Now he has not only broken through to Wuzong, but also stepped into the eighth rank!
"You always laugh!"
Dai Lu said angrily: "I lost to you and your disciple twice, and I will never lose again in the future!"
"And that fellow named Ye, sooner or later, I will torture you to kneel on the ground and kowtow to plead guilty!"
He could still accept being abused by Jun Changxiao. After all, he was a rookie back then, and the other party was the head of a sect. Being abused by Ye Xingchen in the Holy Spring Sect was intolerable.
brush! brush!
At this moment, figures flew over from the mountains and surrounded Dai Lu. Judging from the costumes, they should be from the same force.
"Elder!"
A disciple said angrily: "It's this kid, kill Brother Zhao and the others!"
The elder of Wuzong, who had reached the peak cultivation level, said with cold eyes: "Boy, the person who killed my Dayingmen, you are an old birthday star who hanged himself, and you are impatient to live!"
whirr
Groups of prairie green attributes filled the air, as if vines were entangled together, quickly gathered big hands, and pressed towards the opponent.
"not good… "
"ah----"
In the quiet mountains and plains, there was a sudden cry of horror, which made birds and beasts run wildly.
for a long time.
Dai Lu, who was covered in prairie green, came out.
The dozens of disciples and the elder who surrounded him just now were all turned into mummies, and the spiritual energy in the cyclone and spiritual core was completely absorbed.
"It's already hard to provide me with enough energy at the level of a martial artist. It seems that I need to find more at the level of Wuzong."
"Jun Changxiao, the speed at which you and your disciples improve their cultivation is not worth mentioning in front of me!"
Boom!
In the training room, Ye Xingchen punched the testing machine, showing a strength of 600,000 jin.
"I go!"
Feeling the powerful aura, Su Xiaomo said in shock: "Junior Brother Ye, you have already broken through to the peak Martial Sect?!"