[Chapter 175 What a waste!]
There are more than ten days left until the two months specified in the epic mission.
Death Valley is relatively far away, and there is a long way to go, so Jun Changxiao decided to set off tomorrow.
The twenty-five disciples that have been appointed have a good level of realm improvement, especially the ten middle-rank spiritual root disciples, all of which have entered the fifth-rank martial arts disciple.
Because there are not many ten-fold Qi Gathering Pills, they are all taking the quintuple type, which is not as fast as Li Qingyang and others who went to Haoqimen for training.
If you join other sects during the recruitment of Hundred Sects, it is already the limit to be able to step into the Martial Apprentice from the open pulse at this moment.
Therefore, the ten middle-grade Linggen disciples are very content and grateful.
Long Ziyang and Li Yuhua have also improved well.
One has entered the fifth rank martial artist, and the other has entered the fourth rank martial artist.
In particular, Li Yuhua, who trained for a month, not only developed a very strong physical defense, but also became very flexible.
If Su Xiaomo and the others wanted to hit him with football, at least 70% to 80% of their power was needed.
After Ling Yuanxue took the aptitude modification liquid, he relied on the cyclone pill to break through the martial arts, and after training later, he entered the third-rank martial arts.
These are all outer disciples.
Although the seven inner disciples did not have ten times the supply of Qi Gathering Pills, the improvement in the past month was also very good.
Ye Xingchen entered the ninth rank, and the realm was equal to Li Qingyang.
Su Xiaomo, Li Fei and Tian Qi were both eighth-rank, and Xiao Xunji was a sixth-rank martial artist.
As for Lu Qianqian.
In her words, a fourth-grade martial artist.
Being able to turn her spiritual power into a small fist at Haoqimen to knock out her opponent in seconds, everyone does not think that the strength of the elder sister is really only a fourth-grade martial artist.
Of course.
In the past month, other disciples have also improved well.
Disciples with average qualifications, such as Li Shangtian and Sima Zhongda, have also entered the ranks of second and third rank martial apprentices.
The last batch of disciples joined the tenth stage of opening the veins under the Yi Jin Jing, the Tempering Pill and the Kaimai Pill, and they were not far from all the twelve stages.
Is it possible to raise the sect level?
can not.
The certification requirements of the Qiliu sect are that the head martial artist, fifty martial disciples, and five hundred open pulse 12-dan.
On the first point, it fails.
So Jun Changxiao had to complete the epic quest no matter what, so that he could improve his martial artist.
Moreover, according to the completion of the first task, if the second epic task is completed, it may directly break through the realm.
…
the next day.
After the twenty-five disciples had eaten the breakfast prepared by Liu Wanshi, they left the Iron Bone Sect in a mighty manner under the leadership of Jun Changxiao.
After the other disciples saw him off, they continued to practice.
They hope to become stronger faster, and they can go out with the senior brothers to practice together in the future.
Li Luoqiu sits in the sect.
But after watching Jun Changxiao and the others leave, he secretly said, “Death Valley is very dangerous, I hope to return safely.”
Death Valley has a terrible reputation, and bringing so many people to experience it makes it hard for her not to think that it may be difficult for her to come back forever.
“Afraid?”
On the way, Jun Chang smiled.
“Don’t be afraid!”
The disciples shouted in unison.
Even though they knew that this trip would be extremely dangerous, they were not afraid at all, because they had strong bones!
…
Death Valley is in the south of Qingyang County, deep in a mountain forest, at least a thousand miles away from Qingyang City.
Because the time was relatively sufficient, Jun Changxiao was not in a hurry. He occasionally took his disciples to pass by places with beautiful scenery, and stopped to appreciate it.
I have to say, a world full of spiritual energy, with pleasant wild scenery, makes people linger.
When Jun Changxiao led his disciples to a waterfall, it was difficult to suppress the anger in his heart, and he immediately recited a poem:
“Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in the distance.”
“Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way is falling into the sky!”
The disciples were stunned.
It turns out that the head can also write poetry!
Su Xiaomo and others are not from a big background, and their culture is limited. I just think this poem sounds very smooth.
“Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the nine heavens…” Long Ziyang clapped his hands and applauded after savoring it, “Miao, wonderful!”
Lu Qianqian, who has always been cold, was surprised when she heard Jun Chang’s poems with a smile.
In the Starfall Continent, warriors grab a lot, but this kind of cultural person is not easy to find.
“The headmaster is amazing!”
Ling Yuanxue worshipped directly without going through the program.
If the system has a force value, the head of the king will recite Li Bai’s poem looking at the Lushan Waterfall, and he will definitely gain a lot in an instant.
…
“Swish!”
Among the beautiful mountains and forests, Xiao Sinji galloped with his Type 88 sniper rifle on his back, then stopped in front of a tree, and pulled the trigger on the gun.
“call out—-”
Under the muffler, the bullet was fired silently, hitting a running goat in the distance.
“brush!”
Su Xiaomo rushed over, carried the goat on his back, came to a small stream, and began to skillfully peel and debone the goat.
When done, hang the sheep from the branch.
Zhou Hong came, and the sword shadow filled the air, instantly cutting it into pieces.
Before it fell off, several disciples leaned over with bamboo baskets and caught the scattered pieces of mutton.
“Brush! Brush! Brush!”
The mutton pieces are skewered with bamboo skewers and sent to the sect master.
Jun Changxiao placed the mutton skewers on the temporary barbecue table, and the Linglong fire was released, and it began to reverse continuously.
Xiao Xun himself shot.
Zhou Hong came out with a sword.
The disciples were busy for a while, like a great enemy.
It turned out to be just – grilled skewers!
“Little Mo!”
Jun Chang laughed and shouted, “Where’s the waist!”
Su Xiaomo, who was standing by the stream, said, “Sect Master, I lost all the internal organs!”
“Depend on!”
Jun Chang smiled and said, “It’s a waste!”
Li Qingyang’s mouth twitched.
My head, at the cost of a bullet, and with Linglong Fire BBQ, you are a waste!
“Extremely boring.”
Ye Xingchen, who was sitting in the distance, was disdainful.
Before long, the skewers were cooked.
Jun Changxiao sprinkled chili and cumin, and said, “Come and try this restaurant’s kebab craft.”
The disciples living in the Starfall Continent have never seen this kind of barbecue, so each of them curiously took a bunch and ate it, and then they were full of praise!
“Junior Brother Ye.”
Li Qingyang handed over the mutton skewers and said, “You can try it too!”
“cut.”
Ye Xingchen took it reluctantly, took a bite, and then… um, ate the rest.
No one can resist the temptation of delicious food, not even Emperor Gao Leng!
Can write poetry, and can grill skewers.
The disciples’ admiration for the Sect Master is like a surging river!
After the barbecue was over, Jun Changxiao and his disciples continued on their way, and stopped in front of the fog-shrouded Death Valley the next day.
There are three big characters ‘Death Valley’ engraved on the stone wall of Taniguchi, the color is crimson, as if dyed with blood.
“Hoohoo!”
The cold wind blows and pours into Taniguchi, creating a sound like a ghost crying and wolf howling.
In front of the valley, many warriors were hesitating, and when they saw Jun Changxiao and his party coming, they suddenly started talking in a low voice.
“Huh? Is it the Iron Bone faction?”
“Master Jun brought so many disciples, do you want to enter Death Valley to practice?”
“Without Wu Zong, rushing in is to die!”
