When the number of disciples reached 1,000, a sect mission would appear and be linked to the mission board.
There were three benefits to this.
First, if the number of disciples reached a certain number, the sect could be upgraded.
Second, disciples could obtain achievement points from completing missions and upgrade the sect.
Thirdly, by completing the sect's missions, one would be able to earn contribution points. By completing 1000 achievement points, one would be able to obtain 1000 contribution points!
At that moment, Sect Leader Jun felt that he was going to become rich again and could sit back and relax.
The third sect mission appeared. One-star missions were rare, and most of them were two-star missions. There were even four-star missions!
The disciples who entered the sect earlier were stronger and would choose two-star or three-star missions.
As for one-star missions, they were left for the junior brothers who just entered the sect.
Jun Changxiao was very pleased.
He wanted to build a strong sect, but at the same time, he wanted to build a sect with love, where the disciples could help each other and not fight against each other all day for their own selfish desires.
The four-star missions were a little difficult. Most of them were to kill high-level beasts. They either needed enough manpower or only inner sect disciples to do it.
"Sect Leader."
Li Qingyang said, "We don't have enough sculpting rooms again."
There were more than 400 new disciples. If they wanted to become stronger, they needed to consume pills and cultivate techniques. Their muscles were also indispensable.
"Ding! Host spent 400 contribution points and obtained 20 muscle sculpting rooms. They have been transferred to the interspatial ring. "
"Ding! Sect Contribution Points: 1021000. "
Jun Changxiao directly sold 20 sets and placed them in the training rooms. This way, the number of sculpting rooms increased to 40.
These sculpting rooms still couldn't support hundreds of people, but there was no other way. After all, the contribution points were limited. He could only let them sculpt their bodies in batches.
…
The new disciples definitely had a lot of benefits.
Beginner healing pills and body sculpting pills had to be given to each disciple. Meridian opening pills and qi revolving pills would also be given out according to their level.
In terms of martial techniques, Jun Changxiao didn't give them out one by one. Instead, he chose a room in the outer courtyard and named it the Technique Pavilion. He placed all the martial techniques he bought in the store inside.
The disciples could choose whatever they wanted to learn.
Under normal circumstances, no matter if it was a sect, family, or school, many of the main characters' pretentious journey started from the Technique Pavilion.
In Iron Bone, there was no need to fight for the right to enter. There was also no need to be mocked by the gatekeeper elders.
They could enter and learn as they wished.
"This is amazing!"
After consuming the Body Sculpting Pill, Song Xuanzhou could feel that his physical body and strength had improved to different degrees. He was so excited that his hands were trembling.
As a genius, he naturally understood that the transformation of his body would have a profound impact on his future martial path!
When he cultivated Yi Jin Jing, Rupturing Fist, and other mental cultivation techniques, the shock in his heart became even more intense.
At that moment.
Song Xuanzhou understood that the rise of Iron Bone was not a coincidence!
Because he had joined the sect, there was no need to hide some things, so Li Qingyang told him about the Healing Pill.
After learning that the pills he consumed in the Ai Clan were actually concocted by the Sect Master, Song Xuanzhou came to the main hall and knelt before Jun Changxiao.
Paralyzed on the bed, he was completely disheartened.
Now that he was able to stand up again and continue practicing martial arts, he was like a second parent!
Kneeling and kowtowing was a matter of course!
Jun Changxiao waved his hand and stopped the disciple from bowing. He said, "If you want to repay me, then work hard to become stronger and bring glory to the sect."
Song Xuanzhou said with a determined gaze, "Disciple Song Xuanzhou is willing to go through fire and water for Iron Bone Sect!"
Not only was this number one genius of Song Yang City shocked.
Those disciples who had just joined the sect were also deeply shocked after receiving all kinds of martial arts resources.
They regretted that they didn't join the Iron Bone Sect earlier and wasted their time.
Of course.
When they had just joined, they would definitely be taken care of by their senior brothers, especially by Senior Brother Li Fei's happy football.
But also.
Pain and happiness!
As long as they could become stronger faster in the sect, it was okay even if they were kicked in the face every day.
… …
The Drizzle Hall and the Medicine Hall were also short of manpower. Sect Master Jun chose many new disciples and divided them into two halls to replenish the fresh blood.
The disciples started to accept missions from the Mission Pavilion one after another. They either did them alone or in groups.
In the following period of time, Jun Changxiao would often hear the sound of the sect's missions being completed. His achievement and contribution points also continued to rise.
To upgrade to level 4, he needed 1000 achievement points.
To upgrade the sect's level, some of the new disciples needed to break through to level 12 meridian opening.
Both required some time.
No rush, no rush.
He should be able to do it all in one or two months.
Jun Changxiao temporarily handed over the sect's affairs to Li Luoqiu and began to cultivate without paying attention to outside matters.
There were still seven or eight months before the one-year agreement with the Sacred Spring Sect. He had to hurry up and improve. It would be best if he could break through to the peak of Martial Master or Wuzong!
The tragedy was.
After a month, he had entered the seventh rank from the sixth rank.
Why was it described as a tragedy? Why was it described as only? Because he had taken 10x Qi Gathering Pills!
"It can't be."
Jun Changxiao said frantically, "One month of cultivation is equivalent to ten months of cultivation for others, but I only advanced by one rank!"
The system said, "It's normal."
Normal?
Jun Changxiao was speechless.
After entering the Martial Master realm from the Martial Disciple realm, he felt that it was very easy to advance.
This time, it was the system's turn to be speechless. It said, "You feel that it's easy because you have completed the epic missions and skipped levels. In fact, in the Martial Master realm, especially after the fifth rank, even outstanding martial artists need one or two years to advance."
"I have 10x Qi Gathering Pills," Jun Changxiao said.
The system said, "The higher the level, the more heaven and earth attributes you need. The effect of 10x Qi Gathering Pills will become less obvious. The accumulation of time is especially important."
"Understood."
Jun Chang said with a smile, "So you're saying that the higher your cultivation level, the more Qi Gathering Pills you need."
System: "…"
What I mean is, the path of martial arts is about gradual progress. It requires a more detailed understanding of the heaven and earth attributes, and it takes time to slowly accumulate.
You f * cking talk about high-multiplier Qi Gathering Pills, it's … not impossible!
"Let's go and see how Elder Wei's medicinal herbs are doing."
During this period of time, the medicinal garden had expanded from more than ten mu to fifty mu under the care of the medicinal hall's members.
It was filled with all kinds of medicinal herbs. The spiritual energy that floated out gathered in the sky, giving people a feeling of clouds and mist.
In the small pavilion.
Elder Wei handed over a few spatial rings and said, "This is the third batch of high-quality medicinal herbs."
The medicinal herbs had matured half a month ago. Because Jun Changxiao was focused on cultivation, he did not disturb him, so he temporarily stored them.
"Elder Wei."
Jun Changxiao took it, drank a mouthful of tea and said, "The two hundred thousand seeds we planted should be maturing soon, right?
Elder Wei said, "Because it's the first time the medicinal herbs around the sect are planted, the environment is limited. I'm afraid it'll take a month or so to mature."
"No rush, take it slow," Jun Changxiao said.
"Eh?"
Liu Wanshi walked over with Yao Mengying, smiled and said, "Sect Master, why are you here too?"
Jun Changxiao joked, "Why can't I be here?"
As he spoke, he looked at the little girl.
In the past month, Yao Mengying had walked out of her sadness and integrated into Iron Bone's life.
Because she was too young, she had not started martial arts. She followed behind Liu Wanshi all day, like a little shadow.
Iron Bone's disciples knew that Yao Mengying's background was pitiful, so they took good care of her. It could be said that she was doted on by everyone in the sect.
Especially Su Xiaomo and Li Fei, who thought of ways to make their junior sister laugh.
It was strange.
In front of the senior brothers and sisters, Yao Mengying would be very cheerful, but in front of the Sect Master, she would be reserved.
Now, she was hiding behind Liu Wanshi, and her little face became timid again.
Jun Changxiao shook his head and thought, "Am I very scary?"
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