Outside the side room.
Xiao Zuiji was lying in front of the steps like a puddle of mud, his whole face was covered in big bumps, he might not even recognize his own mother.
Two hours!
Jun Chang laughed for an hour, and he was unhappy, let alone him who did not repair it.
certainly.
The muscle building room conducts rigorous and scientific training according to the different physiques of the warriors, and will not kill people due to excessive force.
"Junior Brother, what's wrong with you?"
"Who beat you up, it's too harsh!"
"I heard that the master is conducting special training for Junior Brother Xiao."
Passing disciples all cast sympathetic eyes.
Jun Changxiao walked over, sat on the steps and said, "How do you feel?"
"It hurts..." Xiao Zuiji said weakly.
Jun Chang smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "It's still the same sentence, if the heavens send a great responsibility to the people, they must first work hard on their hearts and minds."
Xiao Zuiji was silent, his eyes were full of decadence.
Being tortured by the shaping room, it just hurts on the body, and even relying on the god-level mental method to gather spiritual power, it hurts deeply.
"Master, I'm such a waste, a useless waste..." Xiao Zuiji seemed to accept the arrangement of fate, and he became even more depressed.
In this world, how to become stronger? Only by absorbing spiritual power!
It is difficult for oneself to ingest, strengthen oneself, and open up blocked meridians, which are no different from waste.
"Xiao Zuiji."
Jun Chang looked at him with a smile, and said sternly: "Remember, there is no waste in the Iron-Bone Sect!"
"Master, I..."
"Don't talk about it, starting tomorrow, come here to shape four hours every day."
four hours...
Xiao Zuiji spread out his limbs and turned into mud again.
…
the next day.
When he opened his eyes, he found that not only was his body pain free, but his muscles had also changed significantly compared to yesterday.
"What's going on here?" Xiao Zuiji was stunned, but still followed what the headmaster said, and went to the side room again and entered the muscle building room.
Jun Changxiao has already set it in advance, as long as he goes in and closes the door, it will automatically open, and the shaping time is 8 hours.
This time is really long.
After it was over, Xiao Zuiji became a pile of mud again, and he was still hungry.
After eating the meal made by Liu Wanshi and sleeping for a while, his fatigue and pain disappeared, and his muscles became stronger, which made him very excited to go to the shaping room.
"Huh? Junior brother is a little happy today?"
"No way, after being abused by the sect master for two days, the heart of abuse is soaring?"
All the disciples shook their heads.
If they know that shaping the room can quickly strengthen the body and muscles, they will definitely rush to be tortured.
…
Xiao Zuiji was abused during the day, and Jun Changxiao was abused at night, and the two also staggered the time.
In other words, why not let other disciples temper it? After all, laying a good physical foundation will be of great help in the future.
Jun Changxiao's meaning is very simple, Xiao Zuiji can't absorb spiritual power, so he first conducts special training to beat his body to the extreme, so as to build up his confidence in martial arts.
Not to mention.
After three days of training, Xiao Zuiji tested on the testing machine again and again, and his strength gradually increased from 20 to 30 jin to 100 jin!
Because of lack of pulse opening and aptitude, although the improvement was slow, it gave him the hope of becoming stronger, and the light of hope flickered in his depressed eyes.
"Master, this disciple wants to increase the time!"
"How long?"
"Six hours!"
"Can."
After Xiao Zuiji left, Jun Changxiao held his chin and said, "Do you want to buy another muscle building room?"
This item is limited to 5 pieces per month.
"Ding!"
"Li Fei sent a letter to Niujia Village to complete the mission of the sect."
"Ding!"
"Sect contribution value: 84/100."
"Sect achievement value: 71/100."
During the three days that Xiao Zuiji had tempered his muscles, some disciples completed the tasks one after another, and the two values increased by 30 points each.
Jun Chang smiled and said: "There are still more than 20 tasks that have not been released. If they are all completed, the achievement value will be full, and the contribution value will overflow at that time."
"I bought it."
"Ding!"
"The host consumes 20 contribution points to obtain muscle building room x 1, which has been sent to the space ring."
"Ding!"
"Sect contribution value: 64/100."
Jun Changxiao arranged two muscle-building rooms side by side, and then renamed this room the training room.
The disciples who had completed the tasks one after another also found a time to call them over, and gave out Qi Gathering Powder and the first-grade wooden sword in public as a reward.
…
There are mental methods, formations, training rooms, and professional top chefs. Only the nine-rate iron-clad pie is developing in a good direction.
But Jun Changxiao knew that the sect was just getting started, and he still had a long way to go.
"Head."
Li Qingyang came to report: "The inner courtyard has been re-finished."
"How much did it cost?" Jun Chang asked with a smile.
Li Qingyang said embarrassingly: "The master gave the disciple 10,000 taels, and there are more than 2,000 taels left."
Jun Chang smiled and twitched the corner of his mouth, secretly said: "He is really willing."
The more money spent, the better the results.
When he came to the inner courtyard and looked at the rows of buildings, he nodded in satisfaction.
Li Qingyang pointed to the luxurious courtyard in the distance, and said: "Master, this is your residence, an independent courtyard, with a pond, a backyard, and a study."
"Not bad, not bad." Jun Chang said with a smile.
Li Qingyang said again: "The north side is the wing room area where the male disciples live, and the south side is the wing room area where the female disciples live. Each has a small martial arts arena."
"Why."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "I forgot to remind you, the female disciple's room should be closer to the courtyard of this seat."
Jun often smiled and was speechless.
"correct."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Select a few disciples with good aptitude, and let them enter the training room in batches to temper with sinji, each for an hour."
…
"Brother, what is this?"
Li Qingyang led Su Xiaomo and other disciples, standing in front of the two muscle-building rooms, staring wide-eyed.
"Boom!"
Just at this time, Xiao Zuiji walked in and punched the strength testing machine, showing a figure of 300 jin. (Note: It is displayed as three hundred catties, and the numbers are replaced for convenience.)
"This..." Li Qingyang and the others were dumbfounded.
Junior brother Xiao didn't have a pulse opening, and he didn't have any spiritual power when he punched it. It's terrifying to be able to hit this kind of weight comparable to the second stage of opening a pulse!
"Brother."
Su Xiaomo walked over, touched Xiao Zuiji's solid muscles, and said in surprise, "Are you born with supernatural power?"
"no."
Xiao Zuiji looked at the muscle building room and said, "It's thanks to it."
As he said that, he opened the door and went in, the muscle building room trembled suddenly, and there were bursts of fist sounds.
Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo and others leaned closer, and when they heard the movement inside, the expressions on their faces suddenly became exciting.
No wonder the younger brother has a bruised nose and a swollen face these past few days, it turns out he was abused inside!
"Let me try."
Li Qingyang entered another muscle-building room, because Jun Changxiao had set it up in advance, and it would start immediately as soon as the door was closed.
An hour later.
It was the first day in Qingyang City that it slipped out foaming at the mouth.
…
Inside the hall.
Jun Changxiao is practicing Yi Jin Jing.
In the past few days, he has been training continuously for two hours every night. Not only has his strength improved, but his muscles have also shown beautiful lines.
"call!"
Jun Chang smiled and let out a sigh of relief: "I hope this time the pulse can be successful."
Perhaps it was due to tempering the muscles, converging spiritual energy to attack the blocked meridian, and finally it was opened!
"Hoo hoo!"
The majestic spiritual power howled in the meridians, like a rushing flood, and he enjoyed that feeling very much.
"Hahaha!"
"Finally succeeded, finally got through!"
This opening of the pulse was of great significance to Jun Changxiao, because he did not rely on experience points, nor did he rely on elixir, but relied entirely on his own efforts to get through.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden task [Self-improvement], reward 10 contribution points!"
"Ding!"
"Sect contribution value: 74/100."
Jun Changxiao murmured: "Sure enough, if you rely on your own efforts to get through the lineage, you will complete the hidden mission."
"Ding!"
"The host has opened up the twelve veins, which meets the requirements, and the epic mission begins!"
Jun Changxiao was taken aback, and hurriedly opened the data panel, and saw that under the sect task, there was an additional epic task, the content was: Seven days later, Qingyang County will hold a sect martial arts competition, and take five disciples to participate [unfinished].