Compared with the weakness of the sect, Jun Changxiao set the purpose for himself - low-key development and not causing trouble.

After coming to Qingyang City, he didn't cause trouble, but took the initiative to find the door.

Especially when he heard the two eighth-rate sect disciples make insulting remarks, Jun Changxiao couldn't bear it, so he launched a mouth cannon attack.

"Oops, I'll go!"

The disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect was suddenly unhappy, and said, "Dare to let me get out of the Tiger Roar Sect? Are you impatient?"

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

Several Tiger Roar Sect disciples who were resting rushed out of their own doors.

The people of the Long Knife Gate also came out.

The disciples of these sects not only have the strength to open the pulse four or five stages, but they are also muscular.

Our lord is on the thin side, and surrounded by their eyebrows, he looks quite weak and vulnerable.

"What's the situation?"

"The Tiger Roar Sect and the Long Knife Sect are going to fight?"

Warriors from various factions in the vicinity gathered around.

When I saw Jun Chang smiling, I realized that it was not a sect fight, it was aimed at the same person.

"Huh?"

Someone was surprised: "Isn't he the guy at the gate of the city, claiming to be the second head of the Iron Bone Sect?"

The disciples of the Long Dao Sect and the Tiger Roar Sect looked stunned and said, "This guy is the head of the Iron Bone Sect?"

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Jun Chang smiled and couldn't help but shout loudly - I'm the head of the house, is there any problem!

There is a problem.

The strength is too vegetable, and the people are too immature.

At most, such a beginner disciple is a junior disciple.

The deacon of the Long Knife Gate arched his hand and said jokingly: "It turns out that Your Excellency is the second head of the Iron Bone Sect, which is disrespectful and disrespectful. ”

The disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect grinned and said, "Accidentally offending a master, it's terrible, it's terrible." ”

The tense atmosphere weakened a lot under the ridicule and sarcasm of the two.

In fact, even if they were given ten guts, they would not dare to make a move in Qingyang City, after all, the city lord had a clear rule prohibiting private fighting.

Jun Chang smiled and said calmly: "You guys are gathered in front of my sect's face, and you are not allowed to recruit disciples?"

"Poofhaha!"

The disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect said with a smile: "A sect that has no Wang Sect still wants to recruit disciples, what a big joke!"

"Can't say that. ”

The deacon of the Long Knife Gate couldn't help but laugh and said, "Maybe there is a young man who can't open his eyes and will join the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng faction." ”

The disciples of the Tiger Roar Sect looked at everyone, and the mockery hooked up at the corners of their mouths became even stronger, and said: "In these days, the lame boy is easy to find, but the young man who doesn't open his eyes is not easy to find!"

The two sang and harmonized, making the onlookers laugh.

The prestige of the Iron Bone Sect plummeted after the accident of the head of the Wang, and whoever joined such a sect would be absolutely blind.

"Hey. ”

Jun Chang smiled and sighed.

Surrounded by many muscular men, return to your own door.

Lu Qianqian said in a low voice: "Master, do I want to cut a crack in the ground and let you get in?"

Jun Chang, who was fine, smiled, and when he heard this, his eyelids rolled up.

......

Because they were in Qingyang City, the two eighth-rate sects didn't dare to teach the head of the Iron Bone Sect a lesson, so after laughing and sarcastic, they let the other party sandwich their faces between them.

The crowd of onlookers also dispersed, but they returned to their respective faces and talked about the Iron Bone Sect, and their words were full of contempt and contempt.

Jun Chang smiled as if he hadn't heard it, and reclined on the chair and took a nap.

"Boss. ”

Lu Qianqian said: "You are really broad-minded. ”

Jun Chang smiled: "In life, you should be broad-minded, think a lot, care a lot, and live will be very tiring." ”

Lu Qianqian felt that it made sense, but it was just ...... She asked, "Dao: "The recruitment of the hundred sects has begun, how sure are you that you can recruit disciples?"

Jun Chang smiled confidently and said, "Ten percent sure." ”

"Cut. ”

Because the door was close, the people from the Long Knife Gate and the Tiger Roar Sect heard it and sneered one by one.

The head of this iron-bone sect is not very old, and he is not very old, so he is quite good at.

"Deacon Sun. ”

The disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect came out and shouted loudly: "Idle is idle, why don't we stop it?"

"Oh?"

The deacon of the Long Knife Gate smiled: "Bet on what?"

The disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect looked at the face of the Iron Bone Sect intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "Let's bet that when the recruitment of the Hundred Sects begins, how many people will come to this garbage sect for consultation." ”

The garbage sect definitely refers to the iron-clad faction.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

The deacon of the Long Knife Gate smiled: "You might as well take a gamble." ”

The disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect said loudly: "I bet that on the day the recruitment starts, no one will come to consult, and I will bet one or two!"

The deacon of the long knife gate said with a smile: "Anyway, he is also a member of the hundred sects, no matter how rubbish he is, there should be a blind boy to consult, I bet that there will be one person to consult on the day of recruitment, and bet one or two!"

One or two bets are not much.

The two of them didn't intend to gamble, mainly satirizing the Iron Bone faction.

No way.

Who asked Jun Changxiao to build the door face between the two eighth-rate sects, you can borrow light, but you must pay a price.

may also be in a panic, listening to the gambling agreement between the Long Dao Sect and the Tiger Roar Sect, the warriors of various sects have been discussing.

"As far as the current situation of the Iron Bone Sect is concerned, the day the recruitment began, no one will definitely care. ”

"What's more, the city is going crazy, how can aspiring teenagers and girls join such a garbage sect. ”

"It's strange to say, why does that good-looking girl keep standing in the face of the Iron Bone Sect, could it be that she is a disciple?"

"No, such a rotten sect can recruit such a beautiful female disciple?"

The warriors of various factions chatted and chatted, and their eyes were on Lu Qianqian.

I have to say.

Wherever the beauty goes, it is a beautiful landscape.

"Qianqian. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Come, give this seat a beating on the shoulder." ”

Lu Qianqian's willow eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Jun Chang smiled and suppressed his voice and said: "So many people are watching, give me some face." ”

“......”

Lu Qianqian walked over, raised her hand gently, and beat it up with a regular 'bang bang'.

This power control is no different from beating a sandbag, although the head of the Jun is very painful, although he is very broken, but in front of everyone, he shows a very happy look.

"I'll go!"

"What an Iron Bone Sect disciple!"

"Where is the reason!"

Seeing Lu Qianqian beating Jun Chang's shoulders with a smile, the eyes of the warriors of all factions were not only surprised, but also deeply envious.

......

Three days later.

Recruitment of 100 cases begins.

Jun Chang smiled and sat on the chair with his shoulders slumped, quietly waiting for the young people and girls to pour into the martial arts arena.

Lu Qianqian said: "Master, do you need to beat your shoulders?"

"Don't, don't!"

Jun Changxiao hurriedly said, "I still want to live for two more years!"

Because the recruitment began, each sect was busy with its own preparations, and no one paid attention to or ridiculed the Iron Bone Sect.

In the past few days of waiting, Jun Changxiao has learned a lot of news from various sects, such as what village and township, and young people with good qualifications have come to participate in the recruitment.

Although teenagers and girls are free to choose a sect to join, the sect also needs to verify the other party's qualifications to determine whether they are qualified enough.

For example, the advanced eighth-rate sects, they have certain qualification requirements for recruiting disciples, and the ninth-rate sects are more casual, as long as they have a little qualification, they can get started.

"In this year's recruitment of 100 sects, the popular one among all factions is Li Qingyang, the descendant of the Li family in Qingyang City. ”

"It is said that at the age of fifteen, this son was verified to be a high-grade spiritual root, if such a genius can be brought into the door, there must be only benefits, no harm. ”

Jun Changxiao was muttering to himself, and suddenly noticed that the surroundings were quiet, and he instinctively looked up, and saw that the two disciples of the Eighth Rank Sect were staring at him in amazement.

"Poofhaha!"

"Li Qingyang is a rare genius in Qingyang City in a hundred years, many major sects are rushing to ask for it, this guy is actually thinking about recruiting, there must be something wrong with his brain!"

"It's good to be young, dare to think about anything!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Jun Chang laughed speechlessly, his feelings were unintentionally said a word, and they would be amplified, whether he crossed over by himself, and the attribute points were all added to the hatred value.

"Boss. ”

Lu Qianqian said in a low voice: "Stop daydreaming. ”

These words were like knives, stabbing Jun Changxiao's heart, he slumped on the chair, and secretly howled: "Can this head still be the master!"