There are more than ten days left until the two months stipulated in the epic mission.

Death Valley is far away, and it takes a while to rush, so Jun Changxiao decided to set off tomorrow.

The twenty-five disciples who have been set up have all improved their realms well, especially the ten middle-grade spiritual root disciples, all of whom have entered the fifth-grade martial disciples.

Because the number of ten-fold Qi Gathering Pills is not much, they are all taking five-fold type, and their speed is not as good as Li Qingyang and the others who went to Haoqimen for training before.

If you join other sects when recruiting from the Hundred Sects, you can step into a martial disciple from the open pulse at this moment, which is already the limit.

Therefore, the ten middle-grade spiritual root disciples were very content and grateful.

Long Ziyang and Li Yuhua's promotion is also good.

One has entered the fifth-grade martial arts, and the other has entered the fourth-rank martial arts.

Especially Li Yuhua, after a month of training, not only cultivated extremely strong physical defense, but also became very flexible.

Su Xiaomo and the others want to rely on football to kick him, at least seventy or eighty percent of their strength must burst out.

After Ling Yuanxue took the qualification transformation liquid, she relied on the Cyclone Pill to break through the martial apprentice, and under the later cultivation, she stepped into the third-grade martial apprentice.

These are all outer disciples.

Although the seven inner disciples did not have ten times the supply of Qi Gathering Pills, their improvement in the past month was also very good.

Night Xingchen has entered the ninth grade, and his realm is the same as Li Qingyang.

Su Xiaomo, Li Fei and Tian Qi are all eighth-rank, and Xiao Sin is a sixth-rank martial artist.

As for Lu Qianqian.

In her words, a four-rank martial artist.

can turn the opponent into a small fist with spiritual power in the Hao Qi Gate, and everyone doesn't think that the strength of the senior sister is really only a fourth-grade martial artist.

Of course.

In the past month, the other disciples have also improved well.

Disciples with mediocre qualifications, such as Li Shangtian and Sima Zhongda, have also entered the second and third rank martial disciples.

The last group of disciples to join entered the 10th stage of the Kaimai under the Yijin Sutra, the Quenching Body Pill and the Kaimai Dan, and they were not far from all the 12 stages.

Can I raise the level of my sect?

No.

The certification requirements of the seventh-rate sect are that the head of the martial arts, fifty martial disciples, and five hundred open pulse twelve dans.

On the first point, it is not qualified.

So Jun Changxiao has to complete the epic task no matter what, so that he can improve his martial artist.

Moreover, judging from the completion of the first mission, if you complete the second epic mission, you may directly break through the Great Realm.

......

Following.

After the twenty-five disciples had eaten the breakfast prepared by Liu Wanshi, they left the Iron Bone Sect under the leadership of Jun Changxiao.

After the other disciples saw him off, he began to continue his cultivation.

They hope that they can become stronger faster, and they can go out to practice together with the senior brothers in the future.

Li Luoqiu sits in the sect.

But after seeing Jun Chang laugh at them leaving, he secretly said: "Death Valley is full of dangers, I hope to return safely." ”

Death Valley is notorious, and it is difficult for her not to think that it will be difficult for her not to think that it may be difficult for a disciple to come back forever.

"Are you afraid?"

On the way, Jun Chang smiled.

"Don't be afraid!"

All the disciples shouted in unison.

Even though they knew that this trip would be extremely dangerous, they were not afraid at all, because they had a strong backbone!

......

Death Valley is in the south of Qingyang County, deep in a mountain forest, at least thousands of miles away from Qingyang City.

Because there was still plenty of time, Jun Changxiao was not in a hurry, and took his disciples to occasionally pass by beautiful places, so he stopped to admire.

I have to say that the world with abundant spiritual power and pleasant scenery in the wild make people forget to return.

When Jun Changxiao led his disciples to a waterfall, it was difficult to suppress the anger in his heart, and he immediately recited a poem: "The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river." ”

"The flying stream is straight down 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days!"

The disciples were stunned.

It turns out that the head of the family can also compose poems!

Su Xiaomo and others are not from a big background, and their culture is limited, so they feel that this poem sounds very smooth.

"The flying stream goes straight down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days......" Long Ziyang tasted it carefully, and clapped his hands and applauded: "Wonderful, wonderful!"

Lu Qianqian, who has always been cold and cold, was also surprised when she heard the poems that Jun often smiled.

In the Starfall Continent, martial artists grab a lot of them, but this kind of cultural person is not easy to find.

"The boss is amazing!"

Ling Yuanxue didn't follow the procedure and worshipped directly.

If the system pretends to be forced, the head of Jun will chant Li Bai's poem about Wanglushan Waterfall, and he will definitely gain a lot in an instant.

......

"Rustle!"

In the beautiful mountains and forests, Xiao Sinji galloped with a Type 88 sniper rifle on his back, and then stopped in front of a tree, and the gun pulled the trigger.

"Whew————"

Under the silencer, the bullet shot out silently, and struck a running goat in the distance.

"Brush!"

Su Xiaomo rushed over, picked up the goat, came to a stream, and began to skillfully peel and debon.

Once done, hang the sheep from a branch.

Zhou Hong walked over, and the shadow of the sword was filled, and he instantly cut it into pieces.

Before it fell off, several disciples leaned over with bamboo baskets, and then caught the pieces of mutton that had been scattered.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

Skewer the pieces of lamb with a bamboo skewer and send them to the head of the house.

Jun Changxiao put the mutton skewers on the makeshift barbecue table, and the exquisite fire was released, and it began to keep reversing.

Xiao Sinji fired.

Zhou Hong took out his sword.

The disciple was busy, as if the enemy was present.

It turned out to be just in - kebabs!

"Mob!"

Jun Chang laughed and shouted: "What about the waist!"

Su Xiaomo, who was standing by the stream, said: "Master, I have lost all my internal organs!"

"Damn!"

Jun Chang smiled: "It's a waste!"

The corners of Li Qingyang's mouth twitched.

My boss, at the cost of a bullet, and with exquisite fire barbecue, you are called a waste!

"It's boring. ”

Sitting in the distance, the night stars dismissed.

It didn't take long for the skewers to cook.

Jun Chang smiled and sprinkled chili cumin, put it on the table, and said, "Come and try the craftsmanship of this seat." ”

The disciples who lived in the Starfall Continent had never seen this kind of barbecue, so they were curious and took a bunch to eat, and then they were full of praise!

"Brother Night. ”

Li Qingyang handed over the mutton skewers and said, "You can taste it too!"

"Cut. ”

Night Star reluctantly took it, took a bite, and then ...... Well, eat the rest.

No one can resist the temptation of food, not even Emperor Gao Lengwu!

He can compose poems and grill skewers.

The worship of the disciples for the head of the sect is as continuous as a surging river!

After the barbecue, Jun Changxiao and his disciples continued on their way, and stopped in front of the mist-shrouded Death Valley the next day.

The stone wall of Taniguchi is engraved with the three big characters of 'Death Valley', and the color is red, as if it was dyed with blood.

"Whew!"

The cold wind blew and poured into the mouth of the valley, forming a sound like a ghost crying wolf.

In front of the valley, there were many warriors who were hesitating, and when they saw Jun Changxiao and his party coming, they immediately whispered.

"Huh, it's the Iron Bone Sect?"

"Master Jun has brought so many disciples here, do you want to enter the Valley of Death to train?"

"Without Wuzong with you, if you rush in, you will be sent to death!"

(End of chapter)