Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

His eyes were gloomy, and there was a depressing chill all over his body. This Mu Cangying's cultivation was indeed about to break through the sixth level of Qi refining and reach the late stage of Qi refining.

Every third level of the Qi refining realm is a hurdle, and after crossing it, the strength will be greatly improved.

Although there is only one floor between the sixth and seventh layers of Qi refining, it is the watershed between the middle and later stages of Qi refining, and the combat power is very different.This was also one of the reasons why Zhao Yang's master Zuo Chaoyang led Qing Yunzong to suppress Xiangying Sword Sect.

Zhao Yang looked at Mu Cangying, and Mu Cangying also looked at Zhao Yang.

Regardless of other things, this fierce sword qi has a fighting power no less than the sixth level of refining qi.This Zhao Yang, without making a sound, actually has such a cultivation level, he is really the enemy of Xiangying Sword Sect!

Thinking of this, Mu Cangying couldn't help but feel a sense of fighting.

On the opposite side, Zhao Yang's face remained motionless, and the sword energy that was suppressed in his body rose vigorously, causing ear-piercing sword chants around him!
"boom--"

The two qi machines collided, and a wave of spiritual qi was immediately rolled up.

At the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect, it was like a whirlwind blowing, flying sand and rocks, and all the disciples were fascinated by the wind and sand, unable to open their eyes.

Mu Cangying raised his hand slowly and pressed it on his waist, Zhao Yang also put away his smile, and touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Just when everyone thought that the two of them were about to reach out and draw their swords, their originally tense faces suddenly moved, and they squeezed out stiff smiles.

"Sect Master Zhao, the younger generation is formidable!"

"Sect Leader Mu, his cultivation is profound!"

"Ha ha--"

The two looked at each other and smiled. They were three feet apart and clasped fists at each other. Zhao Yang turned to one side and raised his hand: "Please——"

Around the audience, some breathed a sigh of relief, while others sighed slightly, showing a little disappointment.

"Everyone, please—" Zhao Yang raised his hand and signaled everyone to go up the mountain.

Fifteen clan heads on Qingkong Mountain are all in place, and people from Qingyang Town and some small families at the foot of the mountain are not qualified enough for Zhao Yang to receive them personally.

A group of people chatted and laughed, walked along the bluestone steps and went straight to Qingyunzong.When we came to the square in front of the main hall, there were already long tables of red sandalwood.There are melons, fruits and drinks on the table.

Practitioners generally still eat a light diet, and abstain from meat and fishy things as much as they can.

There is no need to deliberately guide, each sect has found a seat according to its own strength and sat down, waiting to watch the ceremony.

One after another, the newcomers all laughed and saluted as soon as they arrived at the venue, and then found a place to sit at the back.

These are all monks from the Yamashita family, no matter in terms of cultivation or strength, they are far behind the sect on Qingkong Mountain.

The Qingyang Town at the foot of the mountain and those small families are more or less related to the sect on the Qingkong Mountain, so they sat down with acquaintances and talked in low voices.

Those who came first told about the confrontation between Zhao Yang and Mu Cangying at the mountain gate before, and there was another suppressed low cry.

"Sovereign, the Hu family didn't come." Su Mu came behind Zhao Yang with a smile on his face, and said in a low voice.

This nonsense seems to be determined to draw a clear line with Qing Yunzong.

Zhao Yang sneered in his heart, and it was almost time to harvest.

"Don't worry about him." Zhao Yang said lightly.

Su Mu nodded, took a deep breath, stepped forward, and shouted: "The auspicious time has come—"

A group of Qing Yunzong disciples immediately lined up and stood in a row on the nine steps.

On the white jade stone steps, all the disciples stood solemnly, the breeze moved gently, and there was no sound.

Zhao Yang stood at the front, straightened his clothes, and then walked into the main hall of Qingyun Sect alone.

In the main hall, the previous spiritual seats have been removed, and now there is only a three-foot-tall stone statue of the patriarch.

Zhao Yang walked up to the statue of the Patriarch of Qingyun Sect, raised his clothes, held the hilt of his sword, and bowed down to worship.

"The patriarch of the Qingyun Sect is here, Zhao Yang, a disciple of the thirteenth generation, takes over the Qingyun Sect today. This disciple will definitely take the growth of the Qingyun Sect as his own responsibility, do his best, and never forget his original intention."

After kneeling three times and prostrating nine times, Zhao Yang got up and lit three sticks of high incense, and put them in the empty incense burner.

From then on, the high incense in this censer will continue day and night.It symbolizes the orderly and continuous inheritance of Qingyunzong incense.

After burning the incense, Zhao Yang held up the golden token placed in front of the statue of the Patriarch with both hands.

This is the patriarch's decree of Qing Yunzong, of course, the real one is not here.This is him transformed into a game logger.

Holding the token in both hands, Zhao Yang stepped out of the hall, walked to the steps, and held the token high with both hands.

"Meet the suzerain—"

Seeing Zhao Yang holding the token in his hand, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect bowed down and bowed down.

After this obeisance, in the Qingyun Sect, the order of the suzerain cannot be violated!

"Licheng-"

Zhao Yang put away the token, strode down the steps, and came to the square, all the disciples also turned around and followed behind him.

"Today's succession ceremony of Qingyun Sect's suzerain, thank you for witnessing the ceremony, Zhao Yang hereby thank you!"

Zhao Yang cupped his fists and bowed slightly, and the disciples behind him also bowed.

"Sect Master Zhao is polite. Sect Master Zhao is young and promising, and he will definitely be able to carry forward Qingyun Sect!"

"It is an honor for us to be able to watch the succession ceremony of Sect Master Zhao today!"

……

All the guests stood up and returned the salute with smiles, Zhao Yang got up just now, with a smile on his face, he spread his hands and said: "Everyone, please use it slowly."

At this point, the feast begins.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Zhao Yang started toasting to Zuo Lun, the head of the Cangyan Sect with the highest cultivation and the oldest qualifications, and continued to the heads of those small families.

After a circle, Zhao Yang's face flushed slightly, and Zuo Ling'er beside Xun covered Qiong's nose.

"Zhao Zongzhu is huge." When Zhao Yang turned around, Zuo Lun, the master of Cangyan Sect, put down his wine glass and stood up. "Do you need to sober up, let's talk about something serious?"

As soon as Zuo Lun opened his mouth, the original discussion in the entire venue became much quieter.Everyone secretly glanced at Zhao Yang and Zuo Lun.

"Senior said yes." Zhao Yang nodded, and handed the wine glass in his hand to Zuo Ling'er.Zuo Ling'er took it, and retreated obediently.

"You don't need to sober up, you guys come to the main hall with me." Zhao Yang looked at Zuo Lun and gestured to the other sect masters on Qingkong Mountain, then turned and stepped up the steps.

Except for Zhao Yang and Zuo Lun, the masters of the remaining thirteen sects all got up, stepped up the steps together, and followed into the main hall.

On the square, the originally warm atmosphere disappeared, no matter whether it was the disciples of Qingyun Sect or those from other sects, they put down the wine glasses in their hands without knowing it, and became slightly on guard.

The entire square gradually fell silent, and everyone was staring at the slowly closing gate.

In the main hall, Zhao Yang walked straight ahead, his eyes fixed on the smoke curling up ahead, and his thoughts drifted a little.

More than half a month ago, I was still a mortal, and in this hall, the only thing I could rely on was a sword with all my strength.At that time, every step was like walking on thin ice, and the general idea was that there was death and no life.

Today, even though he is followed by the highest and most powerful person in Qingkong Mountain, his heart is becoming more and more peaceful.

Because, what can they do to me?

Walking forward step by step, the sword energy on Zhao Yang's body slowly subsided, until he was in front of the stone statue of the patriarch, he was no different from ordinary people.

how so!
Behind Zhao Yang, the eyes of Zuo Lun and Mu Cangying became more serious. Zhao Yang's control over the sword energy was beyond their expectations.

In just a few short steps, did Zhao Yang improve his mental state, or did he already have this strength and hide his clumsiness before?

Zhao Yang stood silently in front of the patriarch's stone statue for a while, then turned around, stood aside, and said, "Everyone, please put incense on my Qingyun sect patriarch first."

Among the fourteen sect masters, some showed hesitation, some showed disdain, and some nodded slightly.Zhao Yang glanced at the corners of his eyes, remembering everyone's expressions in his heart.

"It should be so." Zuo Lun straightened his clothes and stepped forward first.