The requirements for a sect to become an eighth-level sect are five martial arts disciples, and five of them can open the twelve levels of meridians.
The disciples that Jun Changxiao brought, even Xiao Sinji, who had no cultivation level, all exerted power far beyond the minimum standard, so passing the certification was a smooth process.
"Your Majesty."
On the counter, Deacon Zhao handed over a token with the word "eight" engraved on it, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to your sect for being promoted to the eighth rank."
Now even if there is no elder of the Cangshan Sect standing, he will still behave respectfully. After all, the strength shown by this group of disciples is so powerful that the future of the Iron Bone Sect may be limitless.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for upgrading the sect to the eighth level. You will be rewarded with 100 achievement points and 200 contribution points."
"Ding! Sect achievement value: 100/500."
"Ding! Sect contribution value: 355/500."
I'm going!
As the sect level increases, achievement points and contribution points will also be given!
Jun Changxiao was pleasantly surprised.
In fact, the first time he heard that the sect still needed certification, he refused. Now that he has obtained achievement points and contribution points, it feels great and wonderful.
The system said: "The higher the sect level, the higher the reward."
Jun Changxiao's eyes became intense and he said, "Deacon Zhao, what are the conditions required to be promoted from the eighth-rate to the seventh-rate?"
Deacon Zhao hurriedly said: "The leader needs to become a martial artist. His disciples must have at least fifty martial arts disciples and five hundred open meridian twelve levels."
"So many?" Jun Changxiao frowned.
The maximum number of disciples in a sect is only 500. It seems that if you want to advance to the seventh level, you not only need to improve the overall cultivation of the disciples, but also need to upgrade the construction to level 3.
…
The 'nine-level' on the system panel was changed to 'eight-level'. Master Jun received 100 achievement points and 200 contribution points, and walked out of the certification hall in a happy mood.
"The eighth-rate sect token!"
"Oh my God, the Iron Bone Sect has actually been promoted!"
"Incredible, incredible!"
When passers-by saw the eighth-rate sect token hanging on Jun Changxiao's waist, their eyes were filled with shock.
More than two months ago, the Iron Bone Sect was nothing more than an unknown garbage sect in the eyes of the world. The first generation leader was beheaded for visiting a brothel and became a laughing stock.
Just a few dozen days later, under the leadership of the second-generation leader, it not only expanded rapidly, but also moved from the ninth-rate to the eighth-rate in one fell swoop, which really made many people feel that it was unreal and like a dream.
"Master Jun." The elder of the Cangshan Sect raised his hands and said, "Mr. Ma still has things to deal with. If you have time in the future, please come to our Cangshan Sect to talk about it."
It sounds like polite words, but many warriors are extremely envious. After all, not everyone is qualified to hear such polite words from a fifth-rate sect elder.
Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said, "When I have time someday, I will definitely visit the Cangshan Sect."
"Farewell!"
"Farewell!"
Elder Ma left, but said to himself on the way: "It's really not easy for me to bring a group of ordinary teenagers to such a point."
"See you again someday."
"This Iron-Skeleton Sect will probably become stronger."
A group of disciples can produce such terrifying strength, Elder Ma will definitely not look down upon them.
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After the sect was certified, Jun Changxiao took his disciples to the market, entered a crystal core store, and began to select crystal cores of various qualities.
Taking into account that the higher the level of the crystal core, the greater the recoil produced by the bullet, he focused on the lower four or five grade crystal cores.
After some selection.
Jun Changxiao chose two low-grade seventh-grade crystal cores that were similar to the Earth Flame Wolf King's cores, and fifty low-grade fifth-grade crystal cores.
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Master Jun, two low-grade seventh-grade crystal cores, 20,000 taels, and fifty low-grade fifth-grade crystal cores, worth 150,000 taels, for a total of 170,000 taels."
"Oh my god, is it so expensive?"
The disciples who followed in opened their eyes wide. For them, this number was something they had never even dreamed of!
Jun Changxiao took out the 170,000 taels of silver notes, smashed them on the counter and said, "Bought."
Seeing so much money, the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect felt dizzy and secretly said: "Our leader is really rich!"
…
After purchasing the elixir, Jun Changxiao went to the medicinal material market to scan around, but only found a few healing elixirs, so he took his disciples back to the sect.
On the way, he unloaded the bullets from the Type 88 sniper rifle, loaded them into the Earth Flame Wolf King crystal core again, and reloaded 10 bullets with a low-grade fifth-grade crystal core.
Arriving at an uninhabited land, Jun Changxiao pointed to the hornet's nest hanging on the tree in front and said, "Sin, knock it down."
"yes."
Xiao Sinji found a spot, propped up the tripod, and then calibrated the target with his gun. During this process, Li Qingyang and others had retreated more than ten meters away.
Sect Master Jun also retreated, and said secretly: "The low-grade fifth grade has been replaced by the low-grade seventh grade, so the recoil produced should not be too great."
"Bang————"
While thinking, Xiao Sinji, after proofreading, decisively pulled the trigger, a stream of light ejected from the muzzle, and then smashed the hornet's nest with incomparable accuracy.
Judging from the sound and flow of gunfire, it is obviously not as good as the lower seventh-grade condensed bullets.
For sure.
The higher the crystal core level, the stronger the condensed bullets will be.
Although the power was much weaker, the recoil produced only shook Xiao Sinji half a meter away, and there was only a weak numbness in his shoulders.
Lu Qianqian said calmly: "The power of this attack may not be able to resist even a seventh or eighth grade warrior with full spiritual power."
"Yeah?"
Jun Changxiao said with a satisfied smile: "Not bad, not bad."
Xiao Sinji stood up, rubbed his shoulders, and said with a grin: "Master, if this disciple gets used to it for a while, it should be fine."
At this point, his smile suddenly solidified.
What's wrong?
Jun Changxiao and the other disciples followed his gaze and saw a swarm of wasps gathering at the broken hornet's nest. Their bodies were flashing with red light and they heard a 'buzzing' sound.
"not good!"
Li Qingyang was shocked: "It's a poisonous wasp!"
Poisonous wasp.
A small ferocious beast that lives in groups. Although its level is low, its group attack power is extremely powerful.
Not to mention martial arts disciples, even martial arts masters may not dare to provoke him.
As soon as Li Qingyang opened his mouth, Master Jun already stretched out his long legs, ran forward, and shouted: "Why are you still standing there, run!"
"Brush! Brush!"
All the disciples hurriedly followed him.
"Buzz!"
The swarm of poisonous hornets rushed over immediately.
The stinger flashed out, and the little eyes were full of anger.
"oops!"
Tian Qi screamed: "My ass!!"
"Ahhh!"
Li Fei was chased by dozens of poisonous wasps and ran around with his head in his hands. He even released his spiritual power to isolate the attack, but was still hit by the all-pervasive poisonous sting.
Su Xiaomo runs the fastest!
However, the flying poisonous wasp was able to shoot out a poisonous needle, which instantly pierced his butt, causing a scream of 'ahhhh'.
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Dusk is coming.
The group returned to the sect. Except for Lu Qianqian, the other disciples were all stung by poisonous wasps.
Especially Xiao Sinji, whose lips were bitten and swollen into two sausages.
Jun Changxiao was also stung, and the sting was on his eyelids. The swollen bumps almost squeezed his eyes into a line.
"Master..." Li Qingyang covered the stung butt and collapsed: "Next time...next time, please don't let Junior Brother Xiao fight a hornet's nest."
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