"Have you heard that because the head of the house visited the Fengyue place, he was arrested by the official, and he escaped from prison and became a beheading iron bone faction, and he came to participate in this year's recruitment of 100 sects!"

"Isn't it?

"A young man with a brain problem, claiming to be the second head of the Iron Bone Sect, I estimate that the highest realm is only two or three stages of opening the pulse. ”

"The second section of the Kaimai has the face to inherit the head of the sect, can't we, the third or fourth section, occupy the top of the mountain and start a sect?"

Jun Chang stood in front of the city gate with a smile, and said coquettish words in the posture of the middle two, which immediately caused heated discussions in Qingyang City.

Of course, it's just a laughing stock.

In the past, under the development of the Wang's master, the iron-clad Zheng faction still had a little prestige, but now it is cold when people go to tea, and it is good to be remembered by everyone.

Walking on the streets of Qingyang City, hearing their discussions, and seeing the disdainful gaze cast, Jun Chang smiled and was sad.

Although he is the head of a sect, the treatment is completely no different from the protagonist who travels to the waste material and is ridiculed.

No, no.

After the people finally crossed over, they turned on the golden finger, and since then they have embarked on the peak road of beating geniuses, stepping on gods and demons, and marrying Bai Fumei.

What about yourself?

Although there is a system, he still ties a bomb, for fear that his death will not be miserable and tricky enough.

Lu Qianqian said: "Master, do you want to find a crack in the ground now?"

This woman.

Can't you comfort my wounded heart?

"Whew!"

Jun Chang smiled and breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I haven't experienced any winds and waves in this seat, how can I care about other people's private criticism." ”

"Wind and waves?"

Lu Qianqian said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that since I was a child, I haven't been out of Qingyang Village." ”

Huh.

Lao Tzu died once, isn't it enough to be stormy?

Jun Changxiao didn't bother to pay attention to this cold, poisonous tongue girl, and walked to the west of the city recruited by the Hundred Sects.

On the road.

A lot of people are pointing fingers behind their backs.

Ignoring their discussions, Jun Chang smiled and held his head high, striding away.

This guy has a plus.

As a traverser, he has an extraordinary face.

This should be replaced by the original Jun Changxiao, or a warrior who cares about self-esteem, and is ridiculed unscrupulously by others, and he must be so angry that he vomits blood on the spot.

Lu Qianqian followed behind, watching the head of the house face the ridicule of passers-by, and said secretly: "Can you bear this?"

If you can't bear it, you have to endure it.

Because in Jun Changxiao's view, only with strength can they close their ridiculous mouths.

Wait!

Sooner or later, I'll have you talk about the Iron Bone Sect with adoration and awe in your eyes!

The main quest given by the system made Jun Changxiao have to complete it, and after being ridiculed by passers-by, it must be completed!

There is an essential difference between being passive in the past and being active now.

......

Qingyang City is huge.

The west of the city is also the location where the recruitment of 100 cases has been held in the past, and the scale is also quite acceptable.

Jun Changxiao walked over with Lu Qianqian, and saw that there were many tents temporarily set up on the martial arts arena, with vigorous and powerful sect banners.

Broadsword!

Golden Dragon Gang!

Elite Copycat!

Tiger Roar Sect ......

A variety of sect names present the eyes and give people a dazzling feeling.

Some of the young men and girls who came first, accompanied by their parents or relatives and friends, inquired in detail about the situation of each sect.

The general content is -

How is this sect?

Are there many members?

What is the level of martial arts and mental techniques cultivated?

How high will the martial arts level you be able to achieve in the future by cultivating here?

After listening for a while, Jun Chang shook his head with a smile and said secretly: "What kind of recruitment is this? It's a job fair!"

"Boss. ”

Lu Qianqian said in a low voice: "We have to find an open space and build a façade like them, so that we can meet the recruitment requirements and attract the attention of others." ”

Since you are here, you have to follow the customs.

Jun Changxiao looked around, pointed to the clearing in the distance and said, "It's good here." ”

Lu Qianqian looked in the direction, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly: "The big knife sect on the left is an eight-rate sect, and the Tiger Roar Sect on the right is also an eight-rate sect, are you sure you want to put the door face in the middle of them?"

Jun Chang said with a smile: "Since the two sects are eighth-rate, they will definitely attract a lot of attention when the recruitment begins, and we can attract some attention if we are caught in the middle." ”

Lu Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense." ”

"Let's go. ”

Jun Chang smiled: "Go and build a face." ”

took Lu Qianqian to the gap between the two eighth-rate sects, skillfully took out the strips of cloth, and set up a simple small tent.

This kind of perennial recruitment of 100 sects is nothing more than a sheltered place from the wind and rain, unless there is a strong sect, it will be very luxurious.

For example, the big knife gate on the left and the Tiger Roar Sect on the right.

The two sects are also a bit strong, the one built with the door face is called a luxury, and the one is called a magnanimity.

Compared with the simple tent set up by the head of the Jun family, it was instantly turned into slag in seconds.

Of course.

That's what he needs.

The two luxurious faces are propped up on the left and right, and they are humble and small, but it is easy to attract the attention of others.

Some people eat and drink.

Jun often laughs at this kind of behavior called rubbing light, the light of the scenery.

After the head of the Long Knife Sect finished talking with a young man, he saw an extra tent next to him out of thin air, and shouted: "Which sect is so short-sighted that it dares to stick its face in front of my Long Knife Gate?"

The people of the Tiger Roar Sect also found out.

A disciple rolled up his cuffs and walked out, and said fiercely: "Grandma, do you dare to set up camp next to my Tiger Roar Sect and eat the gall of an ambitious leopard?"

Coincidentally, Jun Changxiao had just hung up the banner of the sect.

After seeing the five words 'Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect' written on it, deep disdain appeared on the faces of the two of them.

"Phew. ”

The disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect spat out and said, "A sect that was arrested for visiting the kiln in charge of the sect is a great shame to build a face next to my Tiger Roar Sect!"

"Hey, hey!"

The deacon of the Long Knife Gate pointed at Jun Chang and smiled, and said impatiently: "This is my Long Knife Gate territory, hurry up and build it." ”

The two sects didn't take the iron-clad Zheng sect in their eyes at all, after all, they were only ninth-rate sects, and they were one level worse than their own eighth-rate sects.

Lu Qianqian said lightly: "The venue for the recruitment of the Hundred Sects has always been provided by the city lord of Qingyang City, when did it become the territory of the small eighth-rate sect?"

Jun Chang smiled speechlessly.

The eighth-rate sect is only small under her poisonous tongue.

His own sect is only ninth-rate, and it must be even more unsightly!

Hearing the words 'Little Eight Streams', the deacon of the Long Knife Gate was furious, but he was speechless.

Not bad.

The venue is provided by the city lord of Qingyang City.

Not to mention the eighth-rate sect, even if it is a seventh-rate sect, it doesn't dare to say that it is its own territory.

The disciples of the Tiger Roar Sect were also very angry, because the little eight-rate that Lu Qianqian said included their own sect.

Jun Chang smiled and walked out, and said: "The recruitment of the hundred sects is about to start, I am equivalent to the hundred sects, I should be harmonious, there is no need to make a big fuss." ”

"If the head of the Wang sect is still there, Li will regard the Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Sect as a member of the Hundred Sects, but now ......" The deacon of the Long Dao Gate looked at him with contempt and said, "It's not even a fart!"

"Yes. ”

The disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect raised his eyebrows and said, "A sect whose disciples have eaten loose meals, should have been disbanded a long time ago, and came to Qingyang City to join in the fun." ”

Jun Changxiao's face changed again and again, in the face of ridicule from passers-by, he could bear it, after all, laypeople like to follow the trend, but he can't bear to be humiliated and sarcastic by the two sects.

"Two. ”

He touched his nose and said with a smile: "This seat will build the door here today, if you don't like it, you can come and bite me, or you can take the tent and get out of the house yourself." ”