Chapter 119: Open the mountain gate and accept the disciples

On the sixth day after the Lingquan Mountain battle, in addition to Liu Wanshi's poems, all the disciples in the Iron Skeleton School broke through the 12th section of the channel.

"Head."

青 Li Qingyang came to report: "In the past few days, there have been disciples breaking through the martial arts, the number has reached nineteen."

Nineteen martial artists, seventy-nine in Kaimai twelve, very powerful!

Unfortunately, the number of martial arts disciples is limited, and even if they are all strong, they cannot be promoted to seventh-rate.

Xun Jun often laughed and whispered, "It's time to open the mountain gate and take disciples."

The yamen faction has entered the formalization, and the number of disciples must be increased, so he went to Qingyang City the same day and went to the city's main government.

"Xie Chengzhu."

After entering the hall, Jun Chang smiled and preached: "I want to recruit disciples. I wonder if I can borrow a public sign?"

"No problem." Xie Guangkun refreshed.

So, there are iron bone recruitment advertisements on the public notice boards in various districts and streets of Qingyang City. Each recruitment announcement is different.

Yuncheng East, join the Iron Bone Pipa faction to create dreams together.

You are trustworthy in the southern part of the city.

Wucheng North, don't think that you are not a Maxima, in fact you are just one less Bole.

Wucheng West, if you want to fly, I will give you a pair of wings.

The announcement of the recruitment of disciples of the Pingxing Continental continents was either crepe-filled or classical. The short and unique recruitment of the Ironbone faction attracted a lot of attention.

More than Qingyang City.

Xun Jun often laughed and relied on the relationship of Ai family, and also started recruiting advertisements in Huyang City.

But!

Put it on for a few days, but there are very few sign-ups.

Uh ...

"呱呱 ————"

The crow flew over and heard a bark.

Jun Chang, who was sitting in front of the mountain door, smiled, holding his cheeks, and collapsed: "A lot of great things have been done during this time. Why didn't anyone sign up?"

青 Li Qingyang said: "The head, I sent a contract with Shengquanzong and Haoqimen. They are on the cusp of the wind. Many people are afraid of being scruples and dare not come to register.

"Make sense," Jun often laughed.

In fact, this is also very good, at least you can rule out some jerk.

Those who dare to sign up are definitely not afraid of trouble, and really want to join the Ironbone Pie.

"Tread."

此时 At this moment, a teenager in white came up the stairs.

Bringing the back of one hand, the other hand gently shakes the folding fan, and the breeze blows away the scattered black hair, revealing a handsome face.

Xun Jun often laughed and looked at Li Qingyang, the first thought was-really angry!

"brush!"

少年 The boy in white folded his folding fan and walked to the registration desk. He said in a gentle manner: "The head of the king, I have long admired the Iron Bone Pipa, and I came here to worship."

The position of the arched hand is ... Li Qingyang!

Xun Jun often smiled and raised his hand, and took the two disciples out. He wrote a pen on the paper and wrote the words "I am the head", and then "popped" it and stuck it on his brain.

I'll ask you, is it clear enough? !!

"This……"

Seeing this, the young boy in white clothes was quite embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, but I've misidentified someone, and I'm asking Jun's head to see nothing strange."

Hey strange?

How is it possible that this boat can support the boat!

Xun Jun often smiled and raised Erlang's legs, his fingers fluttered with a brush, and he was not angry: "What's your name?"

"Long Ziyang." The boy in white said.

Xi Jun often laughed, tore off the paper on his head, and looked at the person carefully, secretly: "So polite, should be highly educated, and the name of the dragon is not simple!"

After thinking briefly, bring the starter table and ask: "Gender."

"Men."

"Age."

"Just over sixteen."

"Realm."

"Kai Mai Jiu Duan."

Xun Jun often laughed without asking Lingen, because as long as fancy, low quality and high quality are meaningless.

"Snapped."

Stamp directly.

"Ding! Martial members: 103/500."

"Ding! Martial contribution: 302/500."

Xun Jun often laughed: "Qingyang, take your young master to the martial arts, arrange the box room, and hand out the school uniforms. Right, don't forget to give him the martial arts purpose and the rules manual."

"Yes."

Li Qingyang brought Long Ziyang into the martial arts.

Xun Jun often laughed while practicing Yi Jin Jing while continuing to wait.

It didn't take long for a big man to come up and wipe his forehead with a sweat: "Excuse me, are you hiring?"

"Recruit." Jun often laughed.

The puppet man came, holding his hands on the desk case, panting, "I want to join the Ironbone Puppet School."

Xun Jun often smiled, holding his chin, and looked around: "You look good, why are you so tired after climbing a mountain?"

"俺 ... 俺 ......" The man pressed his breath, "I ran from Hu Yangcheng in one breath."

Xi Jun often laughed and was surprised.

Ironbone faction is hundreds of miles from Huyang City, can run over in one breath, physical fitness.

"first name."

"Yang Yuhua."

For such a strong person, the name is pretty pretty.

"Age."

"Fifteen."

Xi Jun often raised his head with a smile, looked at the figure and figure, and looked at the angular face, wondered: "Are you fifteen years old?"

Yang Yuhua scratched his head and said, "Everyone said that 俺 is older."

"You are not old, you are anxious."

Xun Jun often laughed: "Realm."

Yang Yuhua whispered: "Kaimai three sections."

I am so strong, and I can run to the Iron Skeleton in one breath. There are only three sections of Kaimai.

"Dude, can you join?" Yang Yuhua said weakly.

Xi Jun often smiles and puts on the head seal, pointing at the door: "Take the form and go in by yourself, and someone will arrange everything for you."

"Ding! Martial members: 104/500."

"Ding! Martial contribution: 303/500."

Yang Yuhua picked up the entry table and went to the martial arts. He did not forget to look back and thank him, "Thank you, buddy!"

"Boy."

Xun Jun often smiled and said lightly, "I hold the big seal of your head. You call me buddy?"

Quack.

Yang Yuhua stopped suddenly, her head turned around, her face suddenly changed, and she hurriedly arched, "I'm sorry, brother ... head! Head!"

Uh ...

有人 One after another came to sign up.

But Jun Changxiao will also first judge from intuitive feelings ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and then decide not to accept.

There were more than ten applicants who came down one day, including Long Ziyang and Yang Yuhua, and five disciples were recruited, all others were eliminated.

I do not want to collect, but some people are too strange.

For example, the last person turned out to be a 70- or 80-year-old humpbacked old man!

"Hey."

"Maybe Li Qingyang is right."

"The martial arts are on the cusp, and few military people dare to sign up."

After ten days.

The Ironbone faction recruited only 46 disciples.

Xi Jun often laughed and handed things over to Li Qingyang, and then called Su Xiaomo, Tian Qi, and Li Fei to the study and said, "In view of your good performance during this time, one person will reward one bottle of qualification transformation fluid."

"Qualification transformation fluid?"

Wu Su Xiaomo said puzzledly, "Head, what is this?"

"After taking it, you can make a breakthrough from the original spiritual roots." Jun Chang laughed.

说 He said casually, but the three eyes widened, opened their mouths, and stuffed two eggs should be more than enough.

Wu Su Xiaomo Linggen is Fanpin. His qualification transformation fluid is suitable for Fan grade, and Tian Qi and Li Fei are for lower grade.

If the three of them got the treasure, they returned to the cabin and drunk it carefully. The spiritual roots were not only promoted instantaneously, they were also promoted for repair, and they broke through to the second-class martial arts!

"Amazing!"

They are cool, but Jun's head spent 150 points of contribution value, and now only 185 points remain.

Systems said: "It's a little waste to use the contribution value on them."

Xun Jun often rolled his eyes with a smile, and proudly said, "I don't fear the Holy Spring Sect in Lingquan Mountain, so a disciple-like disciple, Lao Tzu is willing to cultivate with contribution value, can you manage it?"