Compared with the weaker sect, Jun Changxiao set himself the purpose of developing in a low-key manner and not causing trouble.
After coming to Qingyang City, he didn't cause trouble, but trouble came to him on his own initiative.
YouQi heard two disciples of the Baliu Sect speak rudely, which made Jun Changxiao unbearable, so he launched a verbal attack.
"Aiya, I go!"
The disciple of the Tiger Roaring Sect suddenly became unhappy, and said, "How dare I let the Tiger Roaring Sect go? Are you getting impatient?"
"brush!"
"brush!"
Several Tiger Roaring Sect disciples who were resting rushed out from their own gates.
The people from Changdaomen also came out.
These sect disciples not only have the strength to open the fourth and fifth stages of the pulse, but also have muscular development.
Our Grand Sect Master Jun is thin, and surrounded by them, he looks rather weak and vulnerable.
"what's the situation?"
"Tiger Roaring Sect and Changdaomen are going to fight?"
Warriors from various factions in the vicinity gathered around one after another.
When I saw Jun Changxiao, I realized that it wasn't a fight between sects, it was targeting the same person.
"Huh?"
Someone asked in surprise: "Isn't he just at the gate of the city, the guy who claims to be the second head of the Iron Bone Sect?"
The disciples of Changdao Sect and Tiger Roaring Sect looked startled, and said, "Is this guy the head of the Iron Bone Sect?"
Seeing the expressions on their faces, Jun Changxiao wished he could yell loudly - I'm the boss, what's the problem
has a problem.
The strength is too good, the person is too immature.
Such a person is at best a junior disciple.
The deacon of Changdaomen arched his hands, and jokingly said: "It turns out that you are the second head of the Iron Bone Sect, sorry for your disrespect."
The disciple of Tiger Roaring Sect grinned and said, "Accidentally offending a sect master is too scary, too scary."
The tense atmosphere weakened a lot under the ridicule and sarcasm of the two.
In fact, even if they were given ten guts, they wouldn't dare to fight in Qingyang City. After all, the city lord has a clear rule prohibiting private fights.
Jun Chang said calmly with a smile on his face: "Everyone is surrounded in front of my sect, are you still allowed to recruit disciples?"
"Puff haha!"
The disciple of the Tiger Roaring Sect laughed and said, "It's a big joke that a sect without the head of the king still wants to recruit disciples!"
"You can't say that."
The deacon of Changdaomen suppressed a smile and said: "Maybe there are young people who are not open-eyed and will join the Iron-Bone Sect."
The disciple of the Tiger Roaring Sect looked at the crowd, and the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth grew stronger, and he said: "In these days, it is easy to find a lame boy, but it is not easy to find a blind boy!"
The two sang together, making the onlookers laugh.
The prestige of the Iron Bone Sect plummeted after the incident with the head of the sect. Whoever joins such a sect will be absolutely blind.
"Why."
Jun Chang smiled and sighed.
Surrounded by many muscular men, he returned to his house.
Lu Qianqian said in a low voice: "Master, should I cut a crack in the ground and let you get in?"
Jun Changxiao, who was fine at first, rolled his eyelids up when he heard this.
…
Because they were in Qingyang City, the two eight-level sects didn't dare to take action to teach the head of the Iron-Bone Sect, so after mocking and sarcasm, they let the other party put their face between them.
The crowd of onlookers also dispersed, but they returned to their respective faces, talking about the iron-boned faction, and their words were full of contempt and contempt.
Jun Changxiao acted as if he had never heard of it, reclined on the chair and dozed off.
"Head."
Lu Qianqian said: "Your heart is really broad."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "In life, one should be broad-minded, think a lot, care a lot, and living will be very tiring."
Lu Qianqian felt that it made sense, but... she asked: "Dao: "When the hundred sects start recruiting, how sure are they that they will be able to recruit disciples? "
Jun Chang smiled confidently and said, "100% sure."
"cut."
Because the faces of the gates were close, the people from Changdaomen and Huxiaozong heard it and sniffed one by one.
This iron-bone sect leader's cultivation level is not high, he's not very old, and he can talk nonsense.
"Deacon Sun."
A disciple of the Tiger Roaring Sect came out and yelled loudly: "Idle is idle, why don't we make a stop?"
"oh?"
The deacon of Changdaomen smiled and said, "What are you betting on?"
A disciple of the Tiger Roaring Sect looked at the face of the Iron Bone Sect consciously or unconsciously, and said, "Let's bet, how many people will come to this rubbish sect for consultation when the recruitment of the Hundred Sects starts."
The garbage sect must refer to the iron-bone clan.
"It's interesting."
The deacon of Changdaomen said with a smile: "You might as well take a gamble."
The disciple of Tiger Roaring Sect said loudly: "I bet on the day when the recruitment starts, no one will come to consult, so bet one or two!"
The deacon of Changdaomen smiled and said: "At any rate, he is also a member of Baizong. No matter how rubbish he is, there should be a blind boy who will come to consult. I bet there will be one person to consult on the day of recruitment, and the bet is one or two!"
One or two bets is not much.
The two didn't intend to gamble, they mainly satirized the Iron Faction.
no way.
Who asked Jun Changxiao to set up his face between the two eight-tier sects? You can borrow light, but you must pay a price.
Maybe he was too busy, hearing about the bet between Changdaomen and Huxiaozong, warriors from various sects started talking about it.
"As far as the current situation of the Iron Bones faction is concerned, on the day the recruitment starts, there must be no one interested."
"What's more, it's spreading like crazy in the city. How could aspiring young girls join such a rubbish sect?"
"It's strange to say, why is that pretty girl standing in front of the Iron-Bone Sect? Could it be that she is a disciple?"
"No way, such a bad sect can recruit such a beautiful female disciple?"
The fighters from different factions were chatting, and their eyes were on Lu Qianqian.
have to say.
Wherever the beauty goes, it is a beautiful landscape.
"flourishing."
Jun Chang said with a smile: "Come on, give this seat a pat on the shoulder."
Lu Qianqian frowned slightly.
Jun Changxiao suppressed his voice and said: "So many people are watching, give me some face for the head."
"..."
Lu Qianqian walked over, raised her hand lightly, and began to beat with a regular 'bang bang bang'.
This strength control is no different from punching a sandbag. Although the head master is in pain and collapsed, he shows a look of enjoying himself in front of everyone.
"I go!"
"It's really a disciple of the Iron Bone Sect!"
"What is the law of heaven!"
Seeing Lu Qianqian beating Jun Changxiao's shoulders, the warriors from all factions not only looked surprised, but also deeply envious.
…
three days later.
Hundreds of recruitments started.
Jun Changxiao sat on a chair with his shoulders slumped, quietly waiting for the boys and girls to pour into the martial arts arena.
Lu Qianqian said, "Master, do you need to beat your shoulders?"
"Don't don't!"
Jun Changxiao hurriedly said: "I want to live two more years!"
Because of the start of recruitment, each sect was busy preparing for it, and no one paid any attention to it and laughed at the Iron Bones faction.
Waiting for these few days, Jun Changxiao learned a lot of news from various sects, such as what village or township, and young people with good qualifications came to participate in the recruitment.
Although teenagers and girls can freely choose sects to join, sects also need to verify the other party's qualifications to determine whether they are qualified or not.
For example, the advanced eight-stream schools all have certain qualification requirements for recruiting disciples, while the nine-stream schools are more casual, as long as they have a little qualifications, they can get started.
"This year's hundred recruitments, the hottest candidate among the various factions is Li Qingyang, the direct descendant of the Li family in Qingyang City."
"It is said that at the age of fifteen, this child was verified to have a high-grade spiritual root. If such a genius can be recruited, there must be only advantages and no disadvantages."
While Jun Changxiao was talking to himself, he suddenly noticed that the surroundings had quieted down. He instinctively looked up, and saw the disciples of the two eight-stream sects staring at him in astonishment.
"Puff haha!"
"Li Qingyang is a once-in-a-century genius in Qingyang City. Many sects are vying for it. This guy wants to recruit him. There must be something wrong with his brain!"
"It's good to be young, dare to think about anything!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
Jun Changxiao was speechless, and if he had no intention of saying a word of emotion, he would be magnified by them. Did he travel over by himself, and the attribute points were all added to the hatred value.
"Head."
Lu Qianqian whispered, "Stop daydreaming."
These words stabbed Jun Changxiao's heart like a knife. He slumped on the chair and howled secretly: "Can this head still be!"