The Strongest Sect of All Times
Chapter 175: Waste!
More than a dozen days remain until the two-month period of the epic mission.
Death Valley is a long way away, so King Chang smiled and decided to leave tomorrow.
Twenty-five disciples have been set, and the realm has been raised well. In particular, ten Chinese spiritual root disciples have all entered the Five Pin Martial Arts.
Because the number of ten times more Qi Dan is small, they are all taking five times more, which is not as fast as Li Qingyang and others who had previously gone to Gao Gang Gang to collect training.
If, at the time of the hundred recruitments, you join other sects and can enter the martial arts from the open circle at this moment, it is already the limit.
So the ten Chinese spiritual roots disciples are very knowledgeable and grateful.
Longziyang, Li Yuhua also improved well.
One enters the five martial arts and one enters the four martial arts.
Especially Li Yuhua, a month of training not only cultivated a very strong physical defense, but also became very flexible.
Su Xiaofo and others wanted to kick him with soccer, at least 70% of his strength would have to explode.
After taking the qualified transformation liquid, Lingyuanxue relied on cyclone dan to break through the martial arts, and later practiced, went into the three martial arts.
These are outside disciples.
Seven inner disciples have not been supplied ten times more Qi Dan, and the improvement over the past month has been very good.
Night star into nine pints, realm and Li Qingyang are flat.
Su Xiao Mo and Li Fei and Tian Qi are the same eight grades, Xiao Sin is already a six-pin martial artist.
As for Lu Xuan.
In her words, four martial arts men.
They can use spiritual power as a punch to cut off the opponent in seconds. People don't think that the master sister's strength is only four martial arts.
Absolutely.
Other disciples have improved well over the past month.
Such equally qualified disciples as Li Shangtian and Sima Zhongda have also entered the 23rd Pin Martial Arts.
The last disciples to join entered the 10 segments of the open vein under the transverse, quenched and open veins, not far from all twelve segments.
Can you upgrade the door pie?
I can't.
The certification requirements for the Seventh Class are the Master Martial Arts, 50 Martial Arts, and 500 Open Segments 12.
First point, it doesn't pass.
So King always laughs to complete the epic task in any case, so that he can improve his martial arts master.
Moreover, based on the first completed task, if the second epic task is accomplished, it may directly break through the great realm.
……
The next day.
Twenty-five disciples had eaten the breakfast prepared by Liu Wanshi, and under the leadership of King Chang's smile, they swung away from the Iron Bone Pie.
After the other disciples sent them, they began to practice.
They want to be stronger and stronger soon, so they can go out with the brothers in charge.
Lerocchio sits on the town door pie.
But after seeing the monarchs laugh at their departure, he secretly said: "Death Valley is in great danger, I hope to return safely. ”
Death Valley is out there, taking so many people to practice, making it hard for her to think that some disciples may never come back.
“Afraid? ”
On the way, King Chang laughed.
“No fear! ”
The disciples drank aloud.
Even though they knew the trip would be dangerous, they weren't afraid at all because of the iron bones!
……
Death Valley is south of Qingyang County, deep in a mountain forest, at least a thousand miles from Qingyang City.
Because there was plenty of time, King Chang smiled and didn't rush to the road. He took his disciples past the scenic spot occasionally, and stopped to admire it.
It has to be said that the world is full of spirits and the wild scenery is pleasant and unforgettable.
When King Chang smiled and took his disciples to a waterfall, it was difficult to suppress the disturbance in his heart, and he immediately barked a song:
“The sunlight incense stove is full of purple smoke and the waterfall hangs from the front river. ”
“The current is 3,000 feet straight down, and the galaxy is suspected of falling for nine days! ”
The disciples were stunned.
Turns out the master can write poetry!
Su Xiao Mo and others are not of any great origin and have limited culture. I just think this poem sounds very smooth.
“The current is 3,000 feet straight down, and it is suspected that the galaxy has fallen for nine days...” Dragon Ziyang clapped his hands after finely tasting: “Wonderful, wonderful! ”
Always cold and cold, Lu Zheng heard the poems of King Chang smiling, and his eyes were also full of surprises.
In the meteorite continent, the martial arts catch a large number, but this kind of culture is hard to find.
“What a master! ”
Lingyuan snow does not go through the direct worship of the program.
If the system is equipped with a strong value, the monarch will surely reap a lot of instant gains by singing Li Bai's poem about the Waterfall of Lushan.
……
“Sasha, Sasha! ”
In the beautiful mountain forest, Xiao Sin had raced with an 88-type sniper gun and parked in front of a tree, and the gun pulled the trigger.
“Sex ————”
Under the silencer, the bullet fired silently and silently, cutting into a running goat in the distance.
“Brush!”
Su Xiaofou rushed over and lifted the goat to a creek, where he began to skinny and bone.
When done, hang the sheep on the branches.
Zhou Hong walked over and the sword shadow was all over him. He instantly cut it into pieces.
Before falling off, several disciples leaned over with a bamboo basket and caught the scattered sheepmeat chunks.
“Brush! Brush! Brush!”
Skew the lamb chunks with bamboo stamps and send them to the palm door.
Gun Chang smiled and placed the lamb strings on a temporary barbecue table. The flames released and began to reverse.
Xiao Sin has fired.
Zhou Hong made a sword.
The disciples are busy, just like the great enemy is now.
It's just... grilled skewers!
“Foam! ”
King Chang shouted with a smile: "Where's my waist? ”
Su Xiaofo stood by the stream: “I threw away the inner organs! ”
“Shit!”
“'What a waste,' said King Chang. ”
Li Qingyang's mouth twitched.
My master, at the cost of a bullet, and with the roasted meat, you're wasting it!
“It's boring. ”
Night stars sitting in the distance don't give a shit.
Shortly after, the strings were cooked.
"'Come and try this grilled skewer,' said King, smiling and sprinkling with chili. ”
The disciples who lived in Meteorological Continent had never seen such a barbecue before, so a curious person took a string and ate it, and they said, "All the time!"
“Night Master. ”
Li Qingyang handed over the lamb skewer and said: “Try it too! ”
“Cut.”
The night stars were reluctant to take over, took a bite, and then... well, ate all the rest.
No one can resist the temptation of food, not even the cold-blooded Wu Emperor!
Poetry and skewers.
The disciples' admiration of the ruler is as persistent as that of the river!
After the wild barbecue, King Chang smiled and took his disciples on the road, stopping in front of the foggy Valley of Death the next day.
The stone walls of the valley are engraved with the words' Valley of Death 'in red colour, as if stained with blood.
“Whoo-hoo! ”
The cold wind blew in and poured into the valley mouth, forming a voice like a ghost crying wolf.
In front of the valley, a number of martial artists hesitated, and when they saw King Chang smiling and walking, they whispered.
“Huh? Steel pie? ”
“With so many disciples, do you want to go into the Valley of Death? ”
“Without martial arts, going in is death! ”