"Iron Bone Sect recruiting disciples."

In any world, the importance of money was self-evident.

Not to mention weapons and martial arts, even daily necessities like rice, oil, and salt needed money.

Iron Bone Sect didn't have any money because the previous disciples used their limited assets to use their connections, hoping to save Sect Leader Wang from prison.

The result?

Less than half a day after the money was sent, Sect Leader Wang was executed for breaking out of prison.

Iron Bone Sect was already living a tight life, but now it was one disaster after another. The two disciples couldn't bear it anymore. After eating their last meal, they went back to their own homes.

Jun Changxiao, who had transmigrated, stayed in the sect for a few days. He ate steamed buns and drank Shanshui water for three meals a day.

The noodles that Lu Qianqian ate when she joined the sect were also from Auntie Wang in the village.

Iron Bone Sect wanted to develop, but they also needed to earn money!

Therefore, Sect Leader Jun used the Insight Talisman that hadn't expired yet and started making money for the first time in this world!

Didn't laugh at him for needing pointers?

One hundred taels!

Didn't they laugh at him and at Iron Bone for needing pointers?

Two hundred taels!

This was a small business, so no bargaining was allowed.

Because he comprehended the ninth move of the Nine Forms Overlapping Wave Sword Technique and gave pointers to the elders of Cang Shan Sect, the martial artists were still willing to spend money to ask for pointers.

In a short 30 minutes, Jun Changxiao gave pointers to twenty martial artists and earned more than three thousand taels.

Looking at the increasing amount of banknotes in his spatial ring, he thought happily, "Although I can't sell medicine, I can use the items in the shop to earn money!"

"Sect Leader Jun."

Just as he gave pointers to a martial artist, Li Family Head came over and said with difficulty, "I also have a problem here, I hope you can give me some pointers."

The Nine Forms Overlapping Wave Sword Technique was just to make things difficult.

Now that he saw so many people leave happily after receiving pointers from him, he was completely moved and wanted to solve the martial arts problem that had troubled him for many years.

"Okay."

Jun Changxiao said, "One thousand taels."

"What?"

Li Family Head almost lost his balance and said in shock, "One thousand taels?"

Jun Changxiao said, "Yes, one thousand taels."

"…"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

This guy was obviously making things difficult for Master Li on purpose. It must be because he had stopped his son from joining Iron Bone.

"Sect Master Jun."

Patriarch Li was on the verge of collapsing, "Others can't afford more than 200 taels, why do I have to pay 1000 taels?"

Jun Changxiao said, "Looking at Master Li's outfit, I think you don't lack money."

Hearing this, Patriarch Li almost fainted from anger. That's right, I have money, but money doesn't come from nowhere!

"Sect Master Jun."

Patriarch Li said in a deep voice, "Are you taking me for a fool?"

Jun Changxiao smiled and said, "You can understand it that way."

"You …"

The Li family head was furious.

Thinking that he had a favor to ask, he forcefully suppressed his anger.

"Sect Leader."

Li Qingyang stepped forward and said, "Please give father a discount on account of your disciple."

Jun Changxiao rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment, then said, "Alright, since you are the father of my disciple, I'll give you a discount of one tael."

The cultivators of the various sects almost fell over.

A discount of one thousand taels to one tael, this was unheard of!

… …

Since he wanted to keep Li Qingyang, he definitely wouldn't deliberately make things difficult for Patriarch Li, so Jun Changxiao only gave him a token price of one tael to help him solve his martial arts problem.

"So that's how it is, that's how it is!"

Patriarch Li, who had received guidance, seemed to have been enlightened.

Previously, when he had evolved the ninth style, he still had doubts. Now that the martial arts problem that had puzzled him for many years had been solved, he completely approved of Jun Changxiao!

My son is in Iron Bone, under his guidance, his future achievements will definitely be high!

Not only Patriarch Li, but the cultivators of the various sects who benefited from his guidance also realized that the person they had underestimated was not simple!

One Insight Talisman allowed Jun Changxiao to earn a lot of money and prestige. It could be said to be killing two birds with one stone.

Wrong.

It was killing three birds with one stone!

Because while Jun Mo Xie was helping them, he was also helping them learn all kinds of martial arts techniques!

Although the level of these techniques was low, but sword techniques, fist techniques, heart techniques, and palm techniques were all there. If they were to be bought with money, it would cost at least a few thousand taels.

Big profit, big profit!

"Everyone."

Jun Changxiao looked a little tired after he had given guidance to another cultivator, "This Master is tired. Let's stop here."

"Don't, Master Jun!"

The cultivators who hadn't been in line became anxious.

A cultivator took out four silver notes and said, "Master Jun, I am willing to pay four hundred taels!"

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "Helping you with your martial arts has consumed too much of my energy. It would be difficult to recover in ten days or half a month."

He wanted to continue making money, but the Insight Talisman's time limit had expired after he had given guidance to the previous cultivator.

Jun Changxiao had originally planned to exchange for another talisman, but when he opened the store, he saw that the Insight Talisman had a dark grey color, and the annotation was — This item can only be purchased once per month.

Damn it.

The Healing Pill was limited, and the talisman was also limited.

Can't I play happily? Can't I make money happily?

Without the blessing of the Insight Talisman, Jun Changxiao was equivalent to being beaten back to his original state, so he could only show a very tired look.

"Sigh."

The cultivators of the various sects returned to their homes in frustration, and the originally interrupted recruitment of Hundred Sects continued.

"Qingyang."

Patriarch Li said, "Follow Master Jun and cultivate well. Don't let your father down."

"En."

Li Qingyang nodded.

Patriarch Li chatted with Jun Changxiao for a while with a flattering tone, then hurried back to the Li family and went into seclusion to digest the guidance he had received.

… ….

"Father, I want to join Iron Bone!"

"Father, Mother, I've thought about it. I want to join Iron Bone!"

"Goudan 'er, what are you waiting for? Let's go and register at Iron Bone!"

The recruitment of Hundred Sects resumed, and the boys and girls who were originally considering which sect to join swarmed into Iron Bone's front, scrambling to register!

When Li Qingyang joined the Iron Bone Clan, they were moved. After witnessing Jun Changxiao giving pointers to the elders of Cang Mountain Sect and even the cultivators of the various sects, they naturally did not hesitate to register!

Just now, the sects were bustling with noise and excitement, but no one cared about Iron Bone.

Now, the sects were empty, but Iron Bone's front was full of people!

"Don't push, don't push!"

Jun Changxiao shouted, "One by one!"

"Qingyang!"

"Don't just stand there, come and help."

Because there were too many young boys and girls signing up, Jun Changxiao was suddenly in a hurry.

No, no.

There were too many people, he had to choose the best!

Jun Changxiao ordered the first and second disciples to let the applicants fill in the entry form, and then decide whether to accept based on aptitude and cultivation.

The main task given by the system was to make Iron Bone Clan the strongest sect.

What was considered strong?

It must be that the sect was strong, and the disciples had to be strong too!

Randomly choosing a group of ugly melons and cracking dates, the number of people was enough, but the strength was not enough, the sect level could not be raised, and in the end, it would be a waste of effort.

Jun Changxiao was very clear that what he needed now was elite troops, so he secretly requested that those who entered the Iron Bone must at least have a middle-grade spirit root, and if it was a high-grade spirit root, it would be even better!

However, after some statistics, out of the hundreds of teenagers who signed up, only ten had a middle-grade spirit root. The others were either low-grade or mortal grade, and as for high-grade spirit roots, there was no such thing.

Although Qingyang City was the main city of Qingyang County, it was still a small place after all. It was already very good for Li Qingyang to have a high-grade spirit root.

"Bad is bad."

"But let's first expand the number of people in the sect to the limit of 100."

Jun Changxiao picked up the Sect Master's seal and stamped it on the entry form for those with middle-grade spirit roots.

"Ding!"

"Sect members: 4/100!"

"Ding!"

"Sect contribution points: 11/100."

… ….

… ….