97 contribution points, which were squandered by Jun Changxiao overnight.

There is no way, when you come to this world, if you want to become stronger, you must have to pay.

"Next, just wait for the sect quest to appear, earn achievement points and improve the sect building. ”

Jun Chang smiled and muttered.

There are no side quests, and I don't know what the hidden quests are.

Now, he can only rely on improving the construction of the sect to expand the upper limit of members to obtain contribution points.

"Boss. ”

Li Qingyang came over and said, "There is no money." ”

"No money again?"

Jun Chang smiled, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This product comes every day to ask for money, and I don't know how to save some money.

Li Qingyang said: "Master, the sect is too dilapidated, and renovation is equal to rebuilding, so it costs a lot of money." ”

"Okay. ”

Jun Changxiao threw him a few silver tickets again, and said, "There are three days left, and your junior brothers are coming to report, can you finish it again?"

Li Qingyang said: "It should be no problem. ”

"That's fine. ”

Jun Chang smiled and waved his hand, "Go get busy." ”

Li Qingyang said goodbye and left, while he sat cross-legged in the courtyard and began to operate the meditation technique.

Without contribution points, you can only honestly carry out traditional cultivation.

However, at the end of the day, the speed at which the spiritual energy condensed in the dantian was very slow, making Jun Changxiao realize that the higher the realm, the more difficult it was for the meridians to break away!

"Hey. ”

He sighed, "It would be nice if there were endless contribution points." ”

......

The next day.

Jun Changxiao was not cultivating, got up and walked out of the inner courtyard, and went to the outer courtyard.

During this time, he has been cultivating with his head bored, and he doesn't care about the renovation of the sect at all, except for giving money on a daily basis.

The Iron Bone Zheng Zheng faction covers an area of about 100 acres, divided into an inner courtyard and an outer courtyard, the inner courtyard is the place where the head disciple lives, and the outer courtyard is the place where martial arts are practiced.

When Jun Changxiao walked through the cobblestone path and entered the outer courtyard, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

In front of you, what should have been a deserted hall is not only a new look, but also the stone ladder is carved and jade!

The pillars used to support the main beams have been repainted and carved with lifelike birds and animals.

There are also a lot of attic buildings on both sides of the outer courtyard, which looks very magnificent!

Outside the main hall and in the middle of the gate, there is a large martial arts arena, paved with bluestone slabs, and you can see that the materials are very high-end at a glance!

Even more irritating.

In the spare space of the outer courtyard, there are not only ponds and rockeries, but also pavilions for rest and enjoyment!

The design of a small place is so reasonable, I am afraid that only a master architect can do it!

"This is the sect of this seat?"

Jun Chang stood in place with a smile, with the illusion of a dream.

I even secretly wondered if I had crossed over again, to the inner courtyard of the palace of a certain dynasty?

It's not a dream, it's real!

Because Li Qingyang walked out of the main hall, came to the front and said, "Master, are you still satisfied with the renovation of the outer courtyard?"

This is a renovation, this is a reconstruction!

"Satisfied!"

Jun Chang smiled: "Very satisfied!"

With that, he got up and headed to the main hall.

As soon as I entered, I was shocked because the ground was also paved with neat stone slabs, and there were mahogany chairs on both sides, which was extremely luxurious!

"Boss. ”

Li Qingyang pointed to the first extraordinary chair and said, "Your throne is made of thousand-year-old nanmu. ”

"Really?"

Jun Chang smiled and sat down, and suddenly felt much more comfortable than the creaking broken chair before.

He naturally put his arms on the armrests, and said with great satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad!"

This is what a sect should look like.

"Boss. ”

Jun Changxiao handed over an account book and said, "This is a detailed account of the renovation consumption, please take a look." ”

It is worthy of being born in a famous family, and the money spent on rebuilding is all written down at a glance, so that there is an account.

"Qingyang. ”

Jun Changxiao took the account book, and while flipping through it casually, he praised: "Your performance makes this seat very full ......"

The sound stopped abruptly.

Because, turning to the last page of the ledger, you can clearly see that the sum of the consumption recorded on it is - four thousand six hundred and fifty taels!

Jun Changxiao almost jumped up and said, "It took so much!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly looked inside the space ring and found that there was only three hundred taels of silver tickets left in it!

The head of Junda has been busy cultivating these days, and Li Qingyang will give it once when he asks for money, and he doesn't care about how much he gives or how much he has left.

The contribution value is exhausted, and there is not much money left.

This made Jun Chang laugh and howl in his heart: "How will I live in the future!"

"Boss. ”

Li Qingyang said: "The disciple plans to rebuild the inner courtyard as well, and it will probably cost four thousand taels." ”

"Poof!"

Jun Changxiao slumped on the Nanmu chair, foaming at the mouth.

......

Money is a good thing.

Spend it anywhere, just where it is!

Under Li Qingyang's large-scale transformation, the dilapidated iron-clad Zheng Zheng faction has taken on a new look, and it also has the appearance of a sect.

It's just that every time I think of the more than 4,000 taels of silver tickets that died, the head of the Jun family has the urge to hold the pillar and cry bitterly.

He actually doesn't care much about money, but tomorrow the disciples are coming to report, so many people are not allowed to eat, drink, and Lazar? No one can have two sets of sect costumes? What can he do with the remaining few hundred taels!

"Hey. ”

Sitting on the stone ladder with carved railings and jade masonry, Jun Changxiao was not only worried about how to get contribution points, but also worried about how to make money for the daily expenses of the sect.

"Qianqian. ”

He asked for help: "Is there any way to make money quickly?"

"Go and rob. ”

Lu Qianqian said lightly: "Come quickly." ”

Jun Chang smiled and said with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth: "My iron-clad Zheng faction is also a famous and decent family, how can I do three indiscriminate deeds that people in the rivers and lakes despise!"

Lu Qianqian said: "Then sell the sword." ”

"This ......"

Jun Chang held his chin with a smile and said, "It's an emergency measure." ”

"Master!"

At this moment, Li Qingyang walked in from outside and said, "Senior disciples are here!"

"Let them in. ”

Jun Chang got up with a smile and patted the dust on his buttocks, showing the majesty that a master should have.

Soon.

More than 20 disciples entered the sect one after another.

They stood on the martial arts arena and looked at the magnificent buildings around them, all of them with a look of surprise.

I didn't expect our sect to be so high-end!

Thousands of taels of silver tickets are spent, can it not be high-end, can it not be atmospheric.

"How can you be this person?"

Jun Chang smiled and frowned, "What about the other disciples?"

"Your lord. ”

A disciple said respectfully: "Some senior brothers and junior brothers live in relatively remote mountain villages, and it takes a little time to rush over. ”

"I see. ”

Jun Chang smiled and understood, and said, "Qingyang, give them a place to live." ”

"Yes. ”

Li Qingyang received the order and was about to take his juniors and disciples to the inner courtyard, but he heard a weak shout from outside the door: "Palm...... Boss ......"

Jun Chang smiled and frowned, and hurriedly walked out.

Li Qingyang and Lu Qianqian also followed.

As soon as the three of them arrived at the gate, they saw a young man lying on the floor covered in blood!

"Senior Brother Sun!"

Li Qingyang hurriedly squatted down, put one hand on his pulse, and probed his junior brother's injury.

The wounded disciple endured the pain and said weakly, "Palm...... The master, a group of more than 30 disciples, was ambushed by bandits on the road, and the juniors and disciples were taken captive......"

Before he could finish speaking, he closed his eyes, and the blood-stained letter in his hand fell off the ground.

Li Qingyang said: "Boss, the junior brother just fainted, and it's fine." ”

Jun Changxiao picked up the letter, opened it, and saw that there was a crooked line written on it, which read: Prepare money and money to come to Montenegro to redeem people within three days, otherwise tear up the ticket.

"!"

Jun Changxiao held the letter angrily and said sharply: "Dare to rob my iron-clad Zheng Zheng sect disciple, I am impatient!"