Jun Changxiao decided.

The first-class sect certification and the martial arts alliance conference were held on the same day, so that people from all over the continent could come to witness the miracle and witness the miracle belonging to the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect!

And it was only a month before that day, and there were only more than 3,000 left before the disciples were full.

"Qingyang. ”

Jun Chang said with a smile: "In the fastest time, near this life and death ring, build an open-air venue of the highest specification for holding the Martial Alliance Conference." ”

"Yes!"

Li Qingyang took the order and took Tongmen and Page to get busy.

In this way, near the life and death ring, various building materials were transported and paved out of the main platform, the secondary platform, and the viewing platform, and a huge venue gradually began to improve from the prototype.

Zhen Dejun and his formation hall are not idle, they are actively arranging the image formation, and connecting it with the image formation of the Han City Lord, and when the time comes, there will be a first-class live broadcast of the sect upgrade and the martial alliance conference in all directions.

......

"Pavilion Master. ”

As soon as he sat in the certification hall, Jun Changxiao went straight to the point and said, "In a month, please certify me for the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect." ”

Yi Tianxing, who was about to drink tea, suddenly stiffened his body and the expression on his face.

Wouldn't that be first-class!

Master Yi couldn't calm down a little, and wanted to lie down a little excitedly.

Fortunately, he is no longer the owner of the pavilion who was in shock at every turn, because Jun Changxiao brought too much shock to himself, and he was already able to adapt well.

It's just that it is definitely a supreme honor to think that I have witnessed the growth of a ninth-rate sect into a first-class sect in just ten years.

"Sect Master. ”

Yi Tianxing arched his hand and said: "You and your Ten Thousand Ancient Sect are the legends of my Southwest Yangzhou!"

When any martial artist in Southwest Yang Prefecture heard this, he would not hesitate to agree.

"Pavilion Master. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said, "My sect and I want to be the Legend of the Starfall Continent. ”

"This ......"

The corners of Yi Tianxing's mouth twitched.

It turns out that the Monarch Sect Master still has such a big ambition, but whether he can become a legend of the Starfall Continent still needs the approval of the martial artists of the whole continent.

......

Tianyuan Town Prison Tower.

Zhao Doudou came to the cell every day, put down the food first, and then sat on the friendly and cold wooden board, and said, "Brother, our sect is about to break 100,000 disciples, haven't you figured it out yet?"

"Figured it out. ”

Dai Lu said: "I have let go of everything. ”

He doesn't grudge Jun Changxiao, nor does he hate Ye Xingchen, he would rather be locked up in prison for the rest of his life.

This guy sees through and gives people a Buddhist feeling.

It's a pity that the cultivation has not been sublimated, and it is still the same.

In fact, without the assistance of the soul clan, this guy is just an ordinary person after all, unlike Jun Changxiao, who relies on the system to cultivate qualifications and everything, even if there is no plug-in, he can still become powerful, it's just a matter of time.

"Since you have left everything, why not start all over again?" Zhao Doudou said.

"I'm tired. ”

Dai Lu shook his head and said, "I just want to spend the rest of my life in prison." ”

“......”

Zhao Doudou said: "You have missed the opportunity to become a strong man again and again, but you have always adhered to your principles, which is admirable." ”

He didn't try to persuade Dai Lu, because he really let go of everything.

"Crunch. ”

The cell door closed again, and the environment became pitch black.

Dai Lu always sat cross-legged, his thoughts went back to the past, and his ears rang: "Young man, I see that you have a unique bone essence, you are a martial arts wizard in ten thousand, you can consider joining my Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect as a disciple, and your future achievements will definitely be limitless." ”

"Hey. ”

He shook his head and sighed.

If I had made the right choice then, I am afraid it would have been a different picture now.

......

In the martial arts world where hundreds of years of life are often frequent, a month is really short, so short that it passes in the blink of an eye.

There are still five days left before the Martial League Conference.

At this moment, the families, sects, and scattered cultivators from all over the world have come to Iron Bone Town one after another, and because there are too many people, they can't accommodate it for the time being, so they can only live in Qingyang Town or Qingyang City in batches.

The forces or warriors who have a good relationship with the Wangu Sect have already moved in to the sect in advance.

For example, the Ai family, and such as the Han City Lord.

"Qingyang. ”

Jun Chang smiled and asked, "Didn't Palace Master Xi come?"

The two allies of the Wangu Sect, the Cangshan faction had already come, but there was still no one in Miaohua Palace.

Li Qingyang said: "Not yet." ”

"Oh. ”

Jun Changxiao didn't think much about it, after all, he was the head of a sect, and he might be too busy with affairs to take a break, or delay his trip.

"Invincible!"

"Brush!"

He stepped out of the main hall, put his hands on his sideburns, and slammed them up in a dashing manner, saying, "Open the mountain gate!"

"Crunch ———————"

The closed vermilion lacquer door was opened wide by He Wuyi, and fresh air poured in from outside in the early morning.

Today is the recruitment day at the beginning of the month, because it is about recruiting 100,000 disciples, so Jun Changxiao no longer does the shopkeeper and decides to be responsible for the whole process.

He was wearing a very formal sect costume, and a very serious expression appeared on his face, so that Ai Shangjian, Ma Yunteng and others felt the temperament and aura that a top sect master should have!

......

"It's on!"

"The door is open!"

At the foot of the mountain, the eyes of the young men and girls who came to see the assessment flashed excitedly, and they couldn't wait to go up the stairs to the gate of the mountain now.

"Tsk. ”

The warriors from all walks of life who came to participate in the martial arts league conference came to join in the fun, and when they saw these assessors, they all exclaimed: "All of them are young people with good qualifications." ”

The high-level leaders of the second- and third-rate sects were envious to death.

These teenagers and girls, if they come to their own sect, they don't need to be assessed at all, and they can pass directly.

No way.

The birth of the Wangu Sect made other major sects completely uncompetitive, and they could even only pick up what others didn't want behind their butts.

"Teenagers. ”

Suddenly, Jun Changxiao's voice came from the mountain gate: "Come up the ladder, only if you are not eliminated, can you enter the second step to change your fate!"

Although the dog is very sect master now, he is not pretentious, but the words that can be said are extremely shocking.

"It's the Monarch Sect Master!"

"He's standing at the mountain gate!"

"Let's go!"

As a result, nearly 10,000 young people gathered at the foot of the mountain to participate in the assessment have raised their feet to take the first step to change their fate.

"Whew!"

The gravity formation exploded instantly, putting pressure on the assessors at different levels.

Everyone has heard that the assessment of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect is very strict, and most of those who dare to try it are a little capable, so in the end, there are seven or eight thousand who successfully reach the top.

“......”

The corners of the mouths of the strong men who witnessed the assessment twitched violently.

The more than 2,000 young people who were sent down the mountain to the point of prostration, their qualifications and cultivation did not seem to be weak, and the lowest disciples from the family sect had to start with the inner sect, and they were eliminated in the first round of the Wangu Sect.

It's really - people are more popular than people!

......

The assessment process of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect is already very mature, and participants only need to complete all aspects of the test to become an introductory disciple, so Jun Changxiao just watched the whole process and didn't need to do anything.

As a result, after several rounds of testing, more than 4,000 people passed the assessment, which made him have to choose by himself, because there are not so many places.

"Ding! Sect members: 97231/100000. ”

"Ding! Sect members: 98676/100000. ”

“......”

“......”

"Ding! Sect members: 99999/100000. ”

"Sect Master!"

Just when Jun Changxiao was thinking seriously about who to choose as the last disciple, Zhao Doudou's voice came from his ears: "Dai Lu has figured it out, he wants to join the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect!"