Chapter 174: It's a waste!

There are more than ten days left between the two months specified in the epic mission.
Death Valley is relatively far away and has to catch a way, so Jun Chang laughs and decides to set off tomorrow.
Twenty-five disciples who have been settled have achieved a good level of improvement, especially the ten Zhongpin Linggen disciples, all of whom have entered the fifth-grade martial arts.
Because the amount of ten times Qiqi Dan is not much, they are all taking five times, which is not as fast as Li Qingyang and others who went to Haoqimen for training.
If you join other martial arts during the recruitment of one hundred cases, you can step into the martial arts from Kaimai at this moment, it is already the limit.
So ten Zhongpin Linggen disciples are very content and grateful.
Long Ziyang and Li Yuhua also improved.
One stepped into the fifth-grade martial arts, and one stepped into the fourth-grade martial arts.
In particular, Li Yuhua, training for a month, not only developed a very strong physical defense, but also became very flexible.
Su Xiaomo and others want to hit him by football, at least 70% to 80% of the force will erupt.
After Ling Yuanxue took the qualification reforming solution, he relied on Cyclone Dan to break through the martial arts, and later cultivated into Sanpin martial arts.
These are all outside students.
Although the seven disciples did not provide ten times the gas supply, the improvement over the past month was also very good.
Ye Xingchen entered nine grades, and his realm was the same as Li Qingyang.
Su Xiaomo, Li Fei and Tian Qisan are all eight grades, and Xiao sin is a sixth grade warrior.
As for Lu Yan.
In her words, the fourth grade martial artist.
Being able to transform the opponent into a small fist at the Haoqimen, the crowd doesn't think that the master sister's strength is really only the fourth-grade martial artist.
of course.
For a month, other disciples have also improved.
The mediocre disciples such as Li Shangtian and Sima Zhongda have also entered the second and third ranks of martial arts.
The last group of disciples who joined the group entered the Kaimai ten sections under the Yijinjing, Quetai Dan and Kaimai Dan, not far from all twelve sections.
Can you upgrade the martial arts level?
No.
The certification requirements of the Qiliu martial arts are: the master martial arts master, fifty warriors, and five hundred Kaimai twelve sections.
On the first point, it failed.
So Jun Chang laughs to complete the epic task anyway, so that he can improve the martial arts.
Moreover, according to the first mission completed, if you complete the second epic mission, you may directly break through the realm.
...
The next day.
After twenty-five disciples had breakfast prepared by Liu Wanshi, under the leadership of Jun Changxiao, they left the Iron Skeleton vigorously.
After the other disciples saw him off, he continued to practice.
They hope that they can become stronger and stronger, and they can follow the master brothers to go out and practice together.
Li Luoqiu sat in the martial arts town.
But after watching Jun often laugh at them leaving, he secretly said: "The valley of death is dangerous and I hope to return safely."
Death Valley's fierce name is outside, so many people take her to practice, it is hard for her not to think, some disciples may never come back forever.
"Afraid?"
On the way, Jun often laughed.
"Not afraid!"
The disciples shouted in unison.
Even though they knew that the trip would be extremely dangerous, they were not afraid of it at all, because they had iron bones!
...
Death Valley is south of Cheongyang-gun, deep in the mountains and forests, and at least a thousand miles away from Cheongyang City.
Because the time was still quite sufficient, Jun Chang laughed and didn't rush to hurry, and led his disciples to pass by the scenic places occasionally, so he stopped to appreciate them.
It has to be said that the spiritually plentiful world and the wild scenery make people linger.
When Jun Chang laughed and led his disciples to a waterfall, it was difficult to suppress the anger in his heart, and he immediately chanted a poem: "Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke, watch the waterfall hanging from the Qianchuan River."
"Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days!"
The disciples were shocked.
It turns out that the head still writes poetry!
Su Xiaomo and others are not from a large background, and their culture is limited. They just feel that this poem listens smoothly.
"Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days ..." After savouring carefully, Long Ziyang applauded: "Miao, Miao!"
Lu Yan, who had always been cold, heard the poems that Jun Chang smiled, and his eyes were surprised.
In the starry continent, the warriors grabbed a large number, but this cultural person is not easy to find.
"The head is amazing!"
Ling Yuanxue worshiped without going through the program.
If the system is loaded, Jun ’s head chants Li Bai ’s poem looking at Lushan Waterfall, and he will definitely gain a lot in an instant.
...
"Rustic!"
Among the pleasant scenery of the mountains and forests, Xiao Xie ran galloping with an 88-type sniper rifle, and then stopped in front of a tree.
"call out----"
Under the muffler, the bullet fired silently, hitting a running goat in the distance.
"brush!"
Su Xiaomo rushed over, carried the goat on his back, and came to a stream, where he began to peel and deboned.
When done, hang the sheep on a branch.
Zhou Hong came, the sword shadow diffused, and it was cut into pieces instantly.
Before it fell off, several disciples leaned over the bamboo basket and caught the scattered pieces of lamb.
"Brush! Brush! Brush!"
String the mutton with a bamboo stick and send it to the front of the palm.
Jun Chang laughed and placed the lamb skewers on the temporary barbecue stand. The exquisite fire was released and began to reverse.
Xiao Xie shot himself.
Zhou Hong issued a sword.
The disciples were busy as if the enemy were present.
It's just-skewers!
"Xiao Mo!"
Jun Chang smiled and shouted, "Where is the waist!"
Su Xiaomo, who was standing by the stream, said, "Head, my internal organs have been lost!"
"by!"
Jun Chang laughed: "It's a waste!"
Li Qingyang's mouth twitched.
My head, at the price of a bullet, and then served with exquisite barbecue, you are a waste!
"Extremely boring."
Night stars sitting in the distance disdain.
Before long, the skewers were cooked.
Jun Chang smiled and sprinkled the pepper cumin, set it on the table, and said, "Come and taste the kebab crafts."
Disciples who live in the starfall continent, who have seen this kind of barbecue, so they are curious to take a bunch and eat it, and then they praise it!
"Master Ye."
Li Qingyang handed over the lamb skewers and said, "You taste it too!"
"cut."
Ye Xingchen took it reluctantly, took a bite, and then ... well, ate all the rest.
No one can resist the temptation of food, not even Emperor Gao Leng!
Poetry and skewers.
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After the barbecue in the wild, Jun Changxiao led his disciples to continue his journey, and stopped in front of the misty Death Valley the next day.
On the stone wall of Taniguchi, the three characters "Valley of Death" are engraved, and the color is red, as if stained with blood.
"Whoo!"
The cold wind blew and poured into Taniguchi, forming a sound like a ghost crying.
In front of the valley, there were many martial arts soldiers chanting. When they saw Jun Chang laughing and his party coming, they whispered.
"Hmm? Is it iron bone?"
"Jun's head brings so many disciples, is he going to go to Death Valley to practice?"
"Without Wuzong, if you rush in, you will die!"
(End of this chapter)
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