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Jun Changxiao refreshed the mall 5 times and spent 90 contribution points, 40 of which were on irrelevant products, which made him feel a little distressed.
However, fortunately, the formation of the guardian faction was created, and it was worth it.
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Items: The first product of the guardian group.
Efficacy: After use, defensive formations can be arranged in the sect to prevent non-secret members from entering and leaving.
Timeliness: ready to use.
Price: 50 contribution points.
Note: The formation is successfully deployed, it is enabled by default, and consumes 1 contribution point per day.
"purchase!"
Jun Changxiao didn't consider that this was a consumable formation at all, and bought it directly.
"Ding!"
"The host consumes 50 contribution points, and obtains the primary protection faction formation x 1, which has been transported to the space ring."
"Ding!"
"Sect contribution value: 124/500."
The primary guardian formation is the same as the spiritual power formation, with small flags and instructions.
"It will be arranged at dawn." Jun Changxiao secretly said.
There is a killer lurking in the dark, and the disciples of the Iron Bones faction live in the main hall overnight, and several disciples are responsible for changing the guard in turn.
During the period, Su Xiaomo took the initiative to bandage Ye Xingchen's wound, wrapping both buttocks with bandages.
Nothing happened overnight.
After daybreak, Jun Changxiao ordered his disciples to form a group, pull out the cordon, and began to arrange the formation.
"Swipe! Brush!"
Small flags were planted outside the sect's wall, and after half an hour of setting up, the sect was finally surrounded.
"call out!"
The streamer flickered, forming a light shield, enveloping the entire Iron-Bone Pie, and immediately became transparent.
Jun Changxiao stood at the gate and stretched out his hand. When he touched the transparent barrier, he found that there was no change. It was hard to believe that there was a formation in front of him.
The system said: "When outsiders enter or bombard, the large formation of the guard faction will only appear, and it will be hidden in the space in daily life."
"How strong is it?" Jun Chang asked with a smile.
The system said: "It shouldn't be a problem to bear the bombardment of the Martial Ancestor level powerhouse in the Starfall Continent."
Jun Chang smiled relieved.
The system said: "The level of the primary guard formation is a bit low. The host can find a high-level one in the future, and it can be replaced."
"Um."
Jun Chang laughed and said, "Let's talk, what's wrong with the sect now?"
If it weren't for the system prompt, he wouldn't even know that there is such a large formation of guards, so he must first ask clearly.
The system said: "The sect still lacks the division of personal succession, inner sect and outer sect disciples, the division of positions such as deputy head and elder, and the division of casting pavilion, martial arts pavilion, and mind law pavilion..."
"No hurry, no hurry." Jun Chang said with a smile, "Take your time."
There are only about 100 people who have personally passed on the division of the inner sect, so there is no need to divide it for the time being.
As for the positions of deputy head and elder, there are currently no disciples who are qualified for the positions, so we have to look at it step by step.
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After the formation of the guardian faction, Jun Changxiao felt relieved.
As usual, the disciples were either practicing or playing football. As for Ye Xingchen, he also began to practice for the first time after his rebirth.
He puts more emphasis on practicing the Yi Jin Jing. After all, in his previous life, he suffered the loss of not being able to shape his physical body to the extreme. If he starts over again in this life, he must focus on laying a good foundation.
However.
With only a low-grade spiritual root, he is just like an ordinary disciple. If he wants to succeed in cultivation, he needs to devote time.
This incident tells us that even if he dominated the mainland in his previous life and was reborn on an ordinary person, it is impossible to immediately defy the sky.
Jun Changxiao's contribution value is quite rich, so he opened the spiritual power formation for his disciples to practice, then waved to Ye Xingchen and said, "Come, come, I will take you to a fun place."
interesting place
Ye Xingchen finally stood in front of the muscle-building machine.
"Go in." Jun Chang said with a smile.
hateful!
This guy actually let the emperor go through a dog hole!
"Brush!" Jun Changxiao directly pushed him in and started the shaping machine for -10 hours.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
"ah----"
…
As the night approached, Ye Xingchen lay on the bed like a puddle of mud, his eyes full of lovelessness.
It must be because the emperor was reborn in the wrong posture to end up in such a situation...
Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang and the others stood in front of the doors of their respective rooms with their hands clasped on the hilts of their swords, obviously waiting for the hidden killer to appear.
"Boom, boom!"
On the small martial arts arena, Su Xiaomo was skillfully juggling the ball.
For him who pays attention to speed, playing football is a good tool to exercise his footwork.
Jun Changxiao is the one with the most troublesome operation, sitting in the study, holding a bamboo slip called 'Historical Records', written by Sima Qian.
This was bought by compulsory consumption when it was refreshed, so it is considered to be a bad memory of China's history in another world.
"call out!"
At this moment, there was another sound of breaking wind.
Fuck!
The killer is in the sect!
Jun Changxiao, who thought he was at ease, hurriedly retreated, but the icy sharp sword still stabbed straight at him.
Soon, there is no escape!
In desperation, he could only hold up the Shiji in his hand to protect his vitals.
"Ding!"
The sharp sword pierced the bamboo slips, there was a golden sound, and sparks flew out!
The man in black's tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, his eyes were filled with astonishment, but he didn't care about anything, he tiptoed out of the window.
Jun Changxiao was also confused.
Is it a bamboo slip or an iron plate in my hand
No time to be dazed, Jun Changxiao jumped out of the window, but the man in black had rushed a hundred meters away, out of the range of the Desert Eagle.
At this time, Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang came after hearing the news, and they were going to chase the black shadow that was about to disappear.
"There's no need to chase." Jun Chang said with a smile and clasped his hands.
Stop chasing
Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang looked stunned, and immediately heard a 'bang', and saw the limbs and face of the man in black sticking to the streamer barrier, and then slid down.
"Array!"
The two said in unison.
Jun Changxiao rolled up his sleeves and strode over.
The Desert Eagle in his hand was already loaded, the safety catch was pulled, and the gun pointed at the killer who fell to the ground, shouting: "You fucking run!"
The man in black pressed against the dizziness caused by the impact, and flew to the side again, but still slammed into the guard formation.
"What's going on!" Su Xiaomo, Tian Qi and other disciples rushed over, and when they saw the man in black squatting under the flowing light barrier with his head covered, they were stunned.
"What is that streamer?"
"A formation?"
"When did our sect have this thing!"
It is difficult for everyone to understand.
The man in black who was hiding in the inner courtyard didn't understand, after all, he was lurking in and it was fine, so why did he suddenly have a formation!
"Boom!" At this moment, Jun Changxiao strode forward, and the spiritual power poured into his right fist slammed into his face, and he hit his head on the wall of the wing like a cannonball.
This killer is only a fourth-rank martial artist, and he managed to appear like a ghost by relying on his exquisite body skills. Now that he is seen to have no advantage, he must not be able to withstand the attack of a fifth-rank martial artist.
Jun Changxiao came over, pinned the gun to his waist, picked up the bamboo slips and smashed them hard.
Not to mention, this bamboo slip, which was learned from history, was used very smoothly. After a while, it smashed the opponent's head full of blood, and he collapsed on the ground listlessly. ,
Ye Xingchen, who was standing in the distance, twitched at the corner of his mouth, "This guy is too cruel!"
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden mission [Nowhere to Hide] rewarding you with 30 contribution points!"
"Ding!"
"Sect contribution value: 154/500!"
Depend on.
For this product, I spent so much contribution value to reward 30 points.
"Seal the Qi channel, lock it up!"
"yes!"
A gold-medal assassin was captured by mistake during the 265th assassination and became a prisoner.
He was sent to a closed room. The previously captured killer saw the pattern of the opponent's fingerprints and said in shock, "A killer of this level has fallen into the hands of the Iron Skeleton faction!"
Jun Changxiao stood outside, caught the change in the killer's eyes through the crack of the door, and said coldly: "It must be from the Lingquan sect again!"
the next day.
He handed over the sect affairs to Li Qingyang, and went down the mountain alone, with a desert eagle and a pocket knife pinned to his belt, and the direction he was going - Lingquan Mountain!
"Master, the sect leader seems very angry!" Li Qingyang said solemnly as he watched the angry figure disappear on the mountain road.
Lu Qianqian stood in front of the gate, and said calmly: "Send killers to attack one after another. If it were me, I would definitely kill the door."
"The head will be all right?"
"You should be concerned about whether the Lingquan sect can still exist."