PS: There was a BUG in the last chapter. The protagonist refreshed the mall and should buy something. I forgot. Readers reminded me that it has been modified. The content and consumption situation are slightly different from the end of the previous chapter. You can check it back.
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Jun Changxiao refreshed the mall five times and consumed 90 contribution points, 40 of which were on irrelevant products, which made him feel a little distressed.
However, fortunately, the protective formation came out, so it was still worth it.
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Item: First-grade protective formation.
Efficacy: After use, a defensive formation can be arranged within the sect to block the entry and exit of non-sect members.
Timeliness: Ready to use.
Price: 50 contribution points.
Note: The formation is successfully deployed and is enabled by default, consuming 1 contribution point every day.
"purchase!"
Jun Changxiao did not consider that this was a consumable formation and purchased it directly.
"bite!"
"The host consumes 50 contribution points and obtains the first-grade protective array x 1, which has been transported to the space ring."
"bite!"
"Sect contribution value: 124/500."
The first-grade protective formation is the same as the spiritual power formation, with a small flag and instructions.
"We will arrange it at dawn." Jun Changxiao secretly said.
There was a killer lurking in the dark. The disciples of the Iron Bone Sect stayed in the main hall overnight, and several disciples were responsible for changing the guard in turns.
During this period, Su Xiaomo took the initiative to bandage Ye Xingchen's wounds and wrapped both buttocks with bandages.
Nothing happened all night.
After daybreak, Jun Changxiao ordered his disciples to form groups of several, draw up the cordon, and begin to set up formations.
"Brush! Brush!"
Small flags were placed outside the sect wall. After half an hour of arrangement, the sect was finally surrounded.
"call out!"
The stream of light flickered, forming a light mask, covering the entire Iron Bone Pie, and soon became transparent.
Jun Changxiao stood at the gate and stretched out his hand, making contact with the transparent barrier. He found that nothing had changed. It was hard to believe that there was a formation in front of him.
The system said: "The protective formation will only appear when outsiders force in or bombard it, and it will usually be hidden in the space."
"How strong is it?" Jun Chang smiled.
The system said: "It shouldn't be a problem to withstand the bombardment from the Wuzong-level powerhouses of Starfall Continent."
Jun Changxiao was relieved.
The system said: "The level of the first-grade protective formation is a bit low. If the host finds a high-level one in the future, it can be replaced."
"Um."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Tell me, what is missing from the sect now?"
If it hadn't been for the system prompts, he wouldn't have known that there was such a thing as a protective formation, so he had to ask clearly first.
The system said: "The sect still needs to be divided into personal disciples, inner sects, and outer sect disciples. It still needs to be divided into positions such as deputy head master and elder. It still needs to be divided into casting pavilion, martial arts pavilion, and mental method pavilion..."
"No rush, no rush." Jun Chang smiled and said, "Take your time."
There are only about 100 people in this division of the Inner Sect, so there is no need to divide them for the time being.
As for the positions of deputy head and elder, there are currently no disciples who are qualified for them, so we have to look at it step by step.
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After the protective sect formed a large formation, Jun Changxiao felt relieved.
The disciples were either practicing or playing football as usual. As for Ye Xingchen, he also started practicing for the first time since his rebirth.
He focused more on practicing the Yi Jin Jing. After all, in his previous life, he suffered the loss of not being able to shape his physical body to perfection. When he started over in this life, he would definitely focus on laying a solid foundation.
However.
With only low-grade spiritual roots, he is just like an ordinary disciple. If he wants to succeed in cultivation, he needs to devote time.
This incident tells us that even if he dominated the continent in his previous life and was reborn as an ordinary person, he would not be able to rebel against heaven immediately.
Jun Changxiao's contribution points were quite rich. He opened the spiritual power formation and let his disciples practice. Then he waved his hand to Ye Xingchen and said: "Come, come, I will take you to a fun place."
Fun place?
Ye Xingchen finally stood in front of the muscle building machine.
"Go in." Jun Chang smiled.
hateful!
This guy actually let me go through a dog hole!
"Brush!" Jun Changxiao pressed him directly in and started the shaping machine. The time was - 10 hours.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"ah-------"
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Late at night came, and the night stars lay on the bed like mud, with eyes full of hopelessness.
It must be that this emperor's rebirth posture was wrong, so he ended up in this situation...
Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang and others stood in front of the door of their respective rooms, hands clasped on the hilts of their swords, obviously waiting for the secret killer to appear.
"Bang, bang!"
In the small martial arts arena, Su Xiaomo was skillfully playing the ball.
For him who pays attention to speed, playing football is a good tool to practice his footwork.
The most arrogant person is Jun Changxiao, who is sitting in the study, holding a bamboo slip called "Historical Records", written by Sima Qian.
This was purchased through compulsory consumption during the refresh, so it can be considered as supplementing Chinese history in a different world.
"call out!"
At this moment, the sound of breaking wind came to my ears again.
Damn it!
The killer is in the sect!
Jun Changxiao, who thought he was safe and sound, hurriedly retreated, but the cold sword still stabbed straight at him.
Soon, there is no way to escape!
With no choice but to hold up the historical record in his hand to protect his vitals.
"bite!"
The sharp sword pierced the bamboo slip, and there was a golden sound and sparks flying!
The man in black's jaw was numb from the shock, and his eyes were filled with shock, but he didn't care about anything and slipped out of the window on his toes.
Jun Changxiao was also confused.
Is what I’m holding in my hand a bamboo slip or an iron plate?
With no time to be dazed, Jun Changxiao jumped out of the window, but the man in black had already rushed a hundred meters away and was out of the Desert Eagle's range.
At this time, Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang came after hearing the news and were about to chase the black shadow that was about to disappear.
"No need to chase." Jun Changxiao said, clasping his hands.
No more chasing?
Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang looked stunned, and then heard a "bang" sound, and saw the man in black's limbs and face pressed against the streamer barrier, and then slid down with a "squeak".
"Array!"
The two of them exclaimed in surprise.
Jun Changxiao rolled up his sleeves and strode over.
The Desert Eagle in his hand was loaded, the safety bolt was pulled open, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the killer who fell on the ground, and he shouted: "Fuck you, run away!"
The man in black was dizzy due to the forceful impact and flew to one side again, only to hit the protective formation hard.
"What's going on!" Su Xiaomo, Tian Qi and other disciples rushed over. When they saw the man in black covering his head and squatting under the flowing light barrier, they were immediately confused.
"What is that streamer?"
"Array?"
"Since when did our sect have this thing?"
It's hard for people to understand.
The man in black hiding in the inner courtyard was also puzzled. After all, it was okay for him to lurk in, so how could he suddenly have a formation?
"Bang!" At this moment, Jun Changxiao strode over, and the spiritual power poured into his right fist hit him hard in the face, causing him to hit the wall of the wing like a cannonball.
This killer is only a fourth-grade martial arts disciple. He relies on his exquisite body skills to achieve his elusiveness. Now that he is seen to have no advantage, he will definitely not be able to withstand the attack of a fifth-grade martial arts disciple.
Jun Changxiao came over, put the gun in his waist, picked up the bamboo slips and smashed them hard.
Not to mention, this bamboo slip, which is based on history, is very easy to use. In a short time, the opponent's head was covered with blood and he collapsed on the ground.
Ye Xingchen, who was standing far away, said with twitching corners of his mouth: "This guy is too cruel!"
"bite!"
"Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden mission [No Escape] and being rewarded with 30 contribution points!"
"bite!"
"Sect contribution value: 154/500!"
Depend on.
For this thing, I spent so much contribution points to get a reward of 30 points.
"Seal the Qi veins and lock him up!"
"yes!"
A gold medal killer was captured accidentally during his 265th assassination attempt and became a prisoner.
He was sent to a closed room. When the previously captured killer saw the pattern of his fingerprints, he was shocked and said: "Killers of this level have fallen into the hands of the Iron Bone Sect!"
Jun Changxiao stood outside, caught the change in the killer's eyes through the crack in the door, and said coldly: "They must be from the Lingquan Sect again!"
The next day.
He handed over the affairs of the sect to Li Qingyang and went down the mountain alone, with the Desert Eagle and the pocket-hard-to-sheath knife on his belt, heading towards Lingquan Mountain!
"Sister, the master seems to be very angry!" Li Qingyang said solemnly as he watched the angry figure disappear on the mountain road.
Lu Qianqian stood in front of the gate and said calmly: "Sending killers one after another to attack you. If it were me, I would definitely kill you."
"Will the leader be okay?"
"You should be concerned about whether Lingquan Sect can still exist."