With the combination of the Meridian Unlocking Pill and Body Metamorphose Scripture, Liu Wanshi easily opened her fifth meridian.
After that, Jun Changxiao gathered all the disciples who had not reached stage twelve.
There were not many of them, only thirteen.
Four of them were at stage ten, and nine were at stage eleven.
It was not that they did not work hard enough, but that they were too unlucky. Sometimes, even with the Body Metamorphose Scripture's success rate, they would fail continuously, so the gap between them gradually widened.
Seeing that most of their fellow disciples had reached stage twelve, the thirteen disciples blamed themselves and felt depressed. They felt ashamed of the support the Sect Leader had given them.
Jun Changxiao could see this, so he gave each of them three Meridian Unlocking Pills and encouraged them, "Failure for a while does not mean failure forever. Work hard and you can do it."
The System said, "The host is becoming more and more like the Sect Leader."
What was this saying?
Was I not like the Sect Leader before?
Before, I was very weak and did not have the demeanor of a Sect Leader. Now that my cultivation has increased, my body has become stronger, and my charisma has been revealed. I really did have the look of a Sect Leader.
But what were the flaws?
They lacked the demeanor of someone who had been in a high position for a long time!
This kind of temperament was not easy to cultivate. First, the Sect Leader had to be a true expert. Second, the Sect had to be strong. Even if it could not dominate the continent, it had to be powerful.
Someone who had been in a high position for a long time was nothing.
Since I, Jun Changxiao, came to the Falling Star Continent, I will be the strongest Sect Leader who controls the world and lies drunk on beauties' knees!
The System complained, "Single dog, go wash up and sleep."
… …
After the thirteen disciples took the Meridian Unlocking Pills, nine of them broke through to stage twelve, and the other four entered stage eleven.
What was this?
A 100% success rate!
The next day, after learning that all the disciples had opened their meridians, Jun Changxiao said happily, "When we recruit new disciples, as long as they gather enough spirit energy, opening their meridians will be a small matter."
"Sinful Self and Xing Chen went out to train. Otherwise, if I gave them a few pills each, they would definitely improve greatly."
The combination of Body Metamorphose Scripture and Meridian Unlocking Pills could allow a meridian opening martial artist to have a 100% success rate. This was very terrifying. If this spread out, it would definitely cause a huge uproar!
Unfortunately.
No one knew.
In the eyes of many high level Cultivators, Iron Bone was like a lowly ant, slowly climbing up a mountain.
… …
The day before the battle.
Li Qingyang sat cross-legged in the center of the spiritual energy array.
He focused his mind and circulated the Tendon-Changing Scripture. His body was shrouded in layers of spiritual energy, like a cocoon wrapping him up.
Su Xiaomo and the others knew that their Second Senior Brother was going to fight with the inner disciples of the Sacred Spring Sect, so they didn't enter the array formation for two days, fearing that they would accidentally disturb the battle.
"Plop."
After a short while, the last spirit stone fell to the ground with a dull color because all of its energy had been sucked dry.
"Hu!" Li Qingyang took a deep breath and absorbed all the Spiritual Qi in his body. The moment he opened his eyes, two rays of light flashed.
"Fourth Grade Martial Disciple, there shouldn't be any problems."
During the Martial Arts Competition, he had already become a Rank One Martial Disciple. After returning for a while, he finally became a Rank Two Martial Disciple. Now, with the help of Spirit Stones and Qi Gathering Pills, he had advanced two levels in two days.
As the number one genius of Qingyang City, Li Qingyang's aptitude was unquestionable. However, the reason why his cultivation was slow before was that he had to help the Sect Leader deal with a lot of internal affairs, which indirectly delayed a lot of cultivation time.
He didn't have any complaints because this was the Sect Leader's trust in him. He could only do his best to do everything well.
Night came.
Li Qingyang walked out of the array formation and entered the training room. He began the final shaping of his body for the battle with the disciples of the Sacred Spring Sect.
On the roof of the main hall, Jun Changxiao sat on the ridge with his elbows on his legs and his palms folded together. He held his chin with the back of his hand and said, "Qingyang, you've worked hard during this time."
Lu Qianqian was cold and indifferent. Xiao Ziji was decadent and depressed. Su Xiaomo was naughty and carefree. All the disciples were talents.
However, a sect couldn't rely on the Sect Leader alone.
The steady Li Qingyang was undoubtedly what Jun Changxiao needed and liked the most.
The reason why he let him fight this time was because he hoped to gather enough prestige to better assist him in leading the sect's junior brothers.
… …
The next day.
The sky had just brightened. Liu Wanshi cooked early and made a sumptuous breakfast. Ma Yongning and the two assassins brought it to the dining table.
After a while, the disciples came to eat.
Li Qingyang also came. Although he cultivated for a night in the shaping room, he looked full of energy.
Su Xiaomo walked over with a bowl in his hand and said, "Junior Brother wishes Second Senior Brother to defeat the disciples of the Sacred Spring Sect and spread the might of my Iron Bone!"
As he spoke, he drank the soup in one gulp.
"Ha!"
He quickly stuck out his tongue and exhaled, "Hot! Hot! "
The other disciples also came to give their blessings. The atmosphere in the cafeteria suddenly became warm.
Liu Wanshi, who was wearing an apron, poked her head out from the side of the kitchen. She shook the spoon in her hand and said with a smile, "I especially woke up early today to make a sumptuous meal for Second Senior Brother."
"Plop!"
Everyone fell down together.
Li Qingyang staggered and supported himself on the table. Black lines appeared on his forehead.
A child's words carry no harm, a child's words carry no harm …
Not long after, Jun Changxiao walked in. After eating a sumptuous meal with the disciples, he brought Li Qingyang, Lu Qianqian, and a few other main disciples on the road without any worries.
… …
Yaoyang City, Spirit Spring Mountain.
The first time he came, Jun Changxiao destroyed the Spirit Spring Sect. The second time, he accepted the challenge.
"He's here, he's here!"
"Iron Bone really accepted the challenge!"
"I thought that guy wouldn't dare to come against the Sacred Spring Sect."
Jun Changxiao walked up the mountain with a few disciples and saw many martial artists in different attire gathered outside the ruins of the Spirit Spring Sect.
He didn't go down the mountain these few days, so he didn't know that the news of the Sacred Spring Sect challenging his sect had already spread in Azure Sun County.
The various sects and martial artists who received the news naturally wouldn't miss it and came to Yaoyang City as early as yesterday.
Many sects of the Hundred Sect Alliance also came.
For example, the Patriarch of the Tiger's Howl School and the Iron Fist Gang Leader who was punched out by Xiao Ziji.
When they saw Jun Changxiao and the Iron Bone disciples coming up, the corners of their mouths curled up and a faint sneer appeared.
Brat.
Fortunately, you left the alliance.
The Sacred Spring Sect is magnanimous and didn't make a fuss about it. Otherwise, we wouldn't have let you go!
"Hehe."
Jun Changxiao smiled and said, "It's just a challenge, but it's even livelier than the Grand Tournament. This Seat is a bit surprised."
"Sect Master Jun."
The Patriarch of the Tiger's Howl School lightly said, "The people of the Sacred Spring Sect are waiting for you at the Spirit Spring Sect's Martial Field. After you go in, they might give you a shock."
After the meeting in Azure Sun City, the Hundred Sect Alliance would definitely not welcome Jun Changxiao.
The reason they came this time was naturally to see how he would be bullied by a fifth-rate sect.
Thinking about how arrogant that guy was at the Star Moon Pavilion and the panicked expression he would show when facing the Sacred Spring Sect, the elders of the various sects immediately smiled.
"The Spirit Spring Sect is just a pile of ruins, how could it scare this Seat?"
Jun Changxiao led his disciples and walked forward. As soon as they entered, they saw three chairs placed in front of the collapsed main hall.
There were three people sitting on the chairs.
In the middle was a middle-aged man with a resolute face. His hands were clasped together, and his head was slightly lowered.
The person on the left was also a middle-aged man. He supported his face with one hand, and his expression was slightly gloomy.
On the right was a man with wrinkles on his head. One leg was crossed over the other, and he was picking his ear with his pinky finger, looking very sloppy.
Although the three had different appearances, they had one thing in common. They were all emitting a vigorous aura, and their cultivation was definitely not weaker than the Elders of the Blue Mountain Sect.
Jun Changxiao touched his nose and thought, "If these three wore the uniform of the Navy and put on the long cloak of justice, they would be the three Admirals of the Navy."
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