With a stronger Sect Protecting Formation protecting the sect, Jun Changxiao felt extremely comfortable lying in the wooden tub and taking a bubble bath.
"Pa! Pa! "
Pasting the mask on his face, he patted it with his palm and leaned the back of his head against the wall of the tub, murmuring, "I must get a formation type martial technique."
Life and Death Secret Realm was the most direct and effective way to increase one's realm, but the difficulty was too high.
There was no problem with the disciples' cooperation. If there was a fixed number of people to form a formation, it would definitely increase their combat power and make it easier to pass.
Jun Changxiao really had to seriously consider this problem.
Because based on the recent situation, the Sect of All Times disciples could only perfectly pass the Simple Mode in the Life and Death Secret Realm.
Although the Normal Mode had a high clearance rate, it was inevitable that there would be casualties.
Not to mention the Hard Mode, the Patriarch and Elder personally led the team and almost got wiped out.
Although the Simple Mode and Normal Mode could be played repeatedly, the higher the level, the lower the experience points. Therefore, challenging the Hard Mode would inevitably become the mainstream in the future.
If they didn't have the strength to challenge it, it would only be a waste of time. Therefore, to increase the overall strength of the disciples, they had to rely on formation martial techniques.
Not to mention.
There was also the Hell Mode.
From the Hard Mode, Jun Changxiao firmly believed that even if the Secret Realm didn't have a limit on the number of people in a team, sending all of the sect's top forces would definitely result in the team being wiped out.
In this regard, Ye Xingchen had the right to speak, because he had experienced it himself.
For that kind of Saint Beast level existence, even if ten Wu Sheng were to be transferred, they would still be sent to die.
What was Hell?
It was the place that would make you collapse and despair.
With Jun Changxiao's personality, he definitely wouldn't be satisfied with the Hard Mode. He had to challenge the Hell Mode. If the disciples' strength didn't increase enough, they definitely wouldn't be able to play it.
"Shua!"
He opened the Technique Pavilion and looked carefully. Although there were all kinds of amazing martial techniques, they were all for individual use and there were no formation type martial techniques.
The system urged, "Go to the store!"
"Okay!"
Jun Changxiao said, "Shua!"
He finally made up his mind and boldly clicked on the mid-tier store. As a result, he was despised by the system. "If you want to farm, go for the high-tier stores. What kind of hero is farming mid-tier stores?"
"I'd love to," Jun Changxiao said.
There was a reason why he was so cowardly. It would cost him 10,000 Contribution Points to refresh the Advanced Shop once!
The Intermediate Level was 100, and the Advanced Level had soared to 10000. This kind of hundred-fold increase left Jun Changxiao dumbfounded.
Of course, there was a reason why it was expensive. At least from the initial high-level store, the goods were still relatively good. There wouldn't be too many useless goods.
However, Jun Changxiao refused to play. If he used 10,000 points to refresh the Intermediate Merchant Shop, he would be able to refresh it 100 times. If he was slightly lucky, he would be able to obtain a few useful items. He would definitely make a profit.
"Then go ahead," the system said.
"Hu!"
Jun Changxiao took off the mask and dipped his head into the water. After a very metaphysical prayer, he began his first refresh.
"Ding …"
A brand new product appeared. After looking at it carefully, there was indeed nothing useful. This left him with no choice but to buy a multi-functional massage chair and continue to refresh.
Shua!
Shua!
After refreshing four times in a row, not to mention a formation martial skill, even a single martial skill was not available. This caused Jun Changxiao to collapse: "My luck value must be fake!"
"Failure is the mother of success. Don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged. Continue to refresh." The system encouraged.
"Continue!"
Jun Changxiao adjusted his state of mind and continued to refresh.
The sixth time, he finally got something good. It was still the second volume of the Seven profound Rays of Light!
"Two, hahaha!"
"Two, hahahaha!"
Jun Changxiao jumped out of the bathtub with a 'shua', holding the bath towel and waving it around.
As the strongest martial skill in the sect, the Seven profound Rays of Light was only a fragment of the first volume. Now that there was a fragment of the second volume, it was definitely worth being happy about. This was because the more this martial skill was learned, the more light it would condense, and the stronger it would be!
Moreover.
According to the introduction, the complete version of the Seven profound Rays of Light was a martial skill above the divine grade!
"Don't get excited."
The system said: "Maybe there are a total of 999 scrolls."
"F * ck off!"
Jun Changxiao opened the details, and when he saw that the price was 5000 points, the corner of his mouth twitched: "The first volume is only 1000 points, why is the second volume so expensive!"
I'll buy it even if it's expensive!
"Ding!" The host has spent 5000 contribution points and obtained the Seven profound Rays of Light Remnant Scroll x1. It has been transported into the Space Ring. "
"Ding!" Sect Contribution Points: 439650000. "
The system said: "I still have a lot of contribution points to help the host, do you want to release them all?"
Jun Changxiao was not in the mood to answer him, and took out the second volume of the Seven profound Rays of Light to look at.
Similar to the first volume, whether it was the chants or the words in the secret manual, they all seemed to contain some kind of complicated profound meaning.
He Wudi was the clearest about this kind of profound meaning, because it contained the secrets of the Holy Master realm. As long as he could figure it out, his cultivation would definitely reach a certain level and advance a step further.
Unfortunately, with Jun Patriarch's current cultivation, even if he felt that it was strange, he would not be able to touch it even if he used all of his brain cells.
"That's not right!"
He placed his palm on the secret manual and asked in surprise, "Why is it so warm?"
This kind of warmth was about the same as the body temperature. It was as if someone had stuffed it into their arms and warmed it up for a long time.
Moreover.
There was also a faint fragrance.
Jun Changxiao sniffed and said, "Is it the smell of roses?"
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In a dark place, a deafening rumble rang out. A figure was pushed back by the force of the impact, only stopping after flying for several hundred miles. Wherever he passed, a long and deep trench was left in his wake.
"Buzz!"
The space slightly shook, and a graceful woman in black clothes wearing high boots appeared. Her beautiful eyes revealed a cold killing intent, and she said: "Where is my remnant scroll?"
"Your Majesty …" Didn't you keep the remnant scrolls close to your body? This subordinate … "I've never seen it before …"
In the end, the martial artist's face was filled with grievance and despair.
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The woman in black began to bombard the sky and earth!
The area immediately caved in for dozens of miles, and the pitiful martial artist's face was bruised and swollen, and he completely fainted.
"Damn it!"
The woman clenched her ten fingers tightly together, and said with killing intent: "Don't let me catch the thief who stole the secret manual, or else I will break his tendons and bones, twisting him into a fried dough twist!"
… ….
Jun Changxiao, who had just come out of the wooden tub and put on his clothes, suddenly shivered, and thought to himself: "Why do I feel a little cold?"
The system complained: "Soaking in the bath for two hours, how can you not be cold?"
"Patriarch."
Li Qingyang stood outside and said: "Junior Brother Su is back!"
Jun Changxiao was stunned: "So fast?"
Calculating the time, this brat had only left the Sect of All Times for one or two months. Could it be that he had already successfully infiltrated and stolen Lu Qianqian and Fang Lingyu's information?
"Patriarch."
Just as he walked into the main hall, Su Xiaomo hurriedly stood up.
His appearance did not change much, but he was slightly thinner. It seemed that he did not eat well.
Fortunately, Liu Wanshi did not see him, or else she would be so distressed that she would cry.
Jun Changxiao sat down, and said: "Have you investigated thoroughly?"
Su Xiaomo said: "I have already infiltrated the Taixuan Shengzong, but I am only an entry-level disciple now, and am unable to infiltrate deeper."
"Then why did you come back?" Jun Changxiao asked.
Su Xiaomo scratched his head, and said with a smile: "I just happened to be given a mission to the Southern Barren State, so I came over to take a look."
"What mission?" Jun Changxiao asked.
Su Xiaomo said: "They asked me to deliver a letter to the Southern Barren State's Ding Yuan Holy Sect."
"Deliver a letter?" Jun Changxiao was stunned.
For such a first-rate sect, letters were delivered? Even if it was not a high-grade spirit seal, there should at least be a messenger pigeon, right?
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