Xiao Ziji, a sixth-grade Martial Master, was holding an AWM and shooting while standing, but he was sent flying more than twenty meters away. The recoil was really strong!
It was also Sect Leader Jun's fault. In order to test the power of the sniper rifle, he didn't use low-grade bullets, but high-grade ones.
Poor Xiao Ziji. His muscles were stiff from the recoil, and he was still holding the gun with his neck tilted. When he returned to the sect, he was greeted by the senior and junior brothers.
"Junior Brother Xiao, what happened to you?"
"Could it be a brand new cultivation method?"
"Let me try."
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a gunshot came from the back of the mountain, causing everyone's ears to buzz.
"Boom!"
There was another sound, and the ground shook.
"What's going on?"
"Could it be … the mountain collapsed?"
"Let's go and take a look!"
The disciples hurried to the back of the mountain. As soon as they entered, they were all stunned.
The first thing they saw when they entered the back of the mountain was that there was a small mountain in the distance, but it was now cut in half!
"Senior Brother, what's going on?" Li Fei asked in shock.
Su Xiaomo's mouth twitched. "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"
"Look!"
Someone exclaimed, "The Sect Leader is on the tree!"
The Sect Leader is on the tree?
Everyone looked over and saw the Sect Leader … hanging on the tree, his eyelids rolled up, and white foam came out of his mouth.
"Not good, not good!"
"The Sect Leader is injured!"
"Quick, go to the medicine hall to save him!"
The Iron Bone was in chaos.
…
On the training field, Sect Leader Jun was holding the gun with his hand, and he was doing morning exercises with his disciples with his neck tilted.
After Xiao Ziji tried the gun, he also tried it. He even activated the special effect, and five bullets were combined into one super bullet. In the end, he was shaken to this extent.
Although it was tragic, he was happy!
Because of the special effect of the modified AWM sniper rifle, its power was terrifying. A small mountain in the back of the mountain was blown up, and it was comparable to a mortar!
"Can the Martial King take it?" Jun Changxiao asked.
System: "…"
In the past, it had always emphasized that the strength of firearms was ultimately limited. If one wanted to become stronger, they had to rely on martial arts techniques and weapons that were suitable for the world of martial arts.
Now that the god-modified AMW had blasted away the small mountain with a single shot, they were once again slapped in the face!
The System said: [This gun's special effects are very strong, but does the host still expect to rely on special effects to hit a Martial King every time?]
"Of course not."
Jun Changxiao said, "I can take it and go to the evil sects and destroy their sects."
The System was speechless. "You're using the AMW like a Italian cannon."
"Can't I?"
"…"
…
After testing the power of the spear, Jun Changxiao was very satisfied. He planned to find some time to go to the Yin Sect in Huayang County.
If the departing cultists saw the power of the AWM's super bullet and knew what this guy was thinking, they would definitely be trembling in fear.
Mission Pavilion.
Jun Changxiao walked in after finishing his morning exercises.
After the last round of sect missions were completed, there were no more missions issued. There were no disciples inside, so it seemed empty and desolate.
"Shua!"
He took out the mission issuer.
From its appearance, it looked more like a TV remote control. There were only two buttons on it: 'On' and 'Off'.
"This is too simple." Jun Changxiao was speechless.
"Pa."
He pressed the 'On' button.
"Swoosh — — —"
The sect mission board suddenly lit up. All kinds of missions were presented. There were one-star, two-star, and two-star missions!
As such.
There were missions on the mission board every day.
When the disciples received the missions and completed them, not only could they take the opportunity to gain experience, but they could also obtain contribution points to buy the required items. It was killing two birds with one stone.
Unfortunately …
Most of the goods in the vending machine in the disciple's shop were of lower quality. The only thing that had value was the qi-gathering elixir.
The System said: "Do the host still hope that the goods inside are all kinds of divine weapons and skills?"
"That's not it." Jun Changxiao said.
The System said: "Therefore, the value of the disciple's shop is that it can provide a necessary guarantee for all the disciples. If there are really many high-end goods, then everyone has a system."
These words made Jun Changxiao speechless.
"Furthermore."
The System said: "Some of the goods in the disciple's shop are better than those in the large sects. As the sect grows in size, it becomes more important."
"That makes sense." Jun Changxiao said.
Various high-level martial arts and weapons had to rely on one's own system and various functions. The disciple's shop was for the general public. It was normal that the goods inside were ordinary.
This was only compared to Sect Master Jun's system.
If this was placed in any sect, it would definitely be super awesome!
"Of course."
The System added: "When the host's sect level and construction are higher, the disciple's shop will automatically replace the goods with better ones. But in short, it will not be too amazing."
"Understood."
Jun Changxiao called Li Qingyang over and told him that missions had been opened in the mission board. He asked the disciples to come and collect them.
After a while.
A large number of disciples gathered in the mission board. They crowded around the mission board.
Although there were elixirs and spirit gathering arrays in Iron Bone, who would complain about more resources? Therefore, they had to complete missions to exchange for the qi-gathering elixir.
Those who were strong would take on high-star missions.
Those who were weak would take on low-star missions.
Except for the inner sect disciples. Because their focus now was to become stronger, all resources were provided by Jun Changxiao.
…
The sect's mission board, vending machine, mission board.
The combination of the three gave Iron Bone a complete mission system. It would continue to be the norm.
What a pity.
The missions posted by the mission board would only give disciples contribution points after completing them. Jun Changxiao would not get anything. Otherwise, the contribution points and achievement points would be inexhaustible.
"I still have to rely on my own hard work to create."
Sitting in the main hall, Jun Changxiao held his chin and said: "There is still a bottle of supreme-grade aptitude modification elixir. Who should I give it to?"
Li Qingyang and the others all had supreme-grade spirit roots. Therefore, they were considered as the second batch of inner sect disciples.
"Long Ziyang's growth is not bad. He can be nurtured," Jun Changxiao murmured.
"Qingyang."
He said: "What do you think?"
"Sect Leader."
Li Qingyang said: "Junior Brother Long's aptitude is without a doubt, and he is also very hardworking in his cultivation. But recently, his mood has been a little low, as if there is something bothering him."
As the head butler, he was always concerned about the situation of his junior brothers.
"Call him over."
"Yes."
Not long after.
Long Ziyang walked in and cupped his hands: "Sect Leader."
Jun Changxiao said: "I heard that you haven't been very active in your cultivation these few days. Is there something on your mind?"
"No … No." Long Ziyang said.
This tone, this small expression between his eyebrows, who would believe that there was nothing on his mind?
Jun Changxiao held his chin and said: "If there is anything bothering you, you must boldly say it. Sect Leader will help you solve your problems."
"I …"
Long Ziyang was silent for a moment, then clenched his fists and mustered up his courage: "Sect Leader, can I go home for a while?"
"Why do you want to go home?" Jun Changxiao said.
Long Ziyang said: "In five days, it will be the day of my family's Large Competition. This disciple wants to participate."
"Tsk tsk."
Jun Changxiao drank a mouthful of tea and said: "A family also has a Large Competition, it's not simple."
Long Ziyang said: "Sect Leader, since things have come to this, this disciple will not hide it from you. I am a direct descendant of the Long Family in Longyang City."
"Pfft!"
Jun Changxiao spat out a mouthful of tea.
First, there was the Lily Sacred Sect, and now there was the Longyang City.
The names of the sects and cities in this foreign world were really slippery.
"Longyang City, Long Family?"
Li Qingyang, who was at the side, was startled, and said in shock: "That is a big family that is comparable to the four or five sects!"
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