Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

"My Frost Snow Sword Academy has been passed down for 10 years. 10 years ago, several patriarchs entered Zhongzhou, and only one came back seriously injured."

Putting down his wine glass, Zhuge Rui sighed softly: "Before he fell asleep, the patriarch left a last instruction. If you have not succeeded in the method, you must not leave this place for a hundred miles."

This Frost Snow Sword Academy had such a great history before!
A sect that can be traced back hundreds of thousands of years, its background is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.

Zhao Yang nodded, and then asked in confusion: "Then why don't you go hunt some monsters for your disciples, Master Zhuge?"

"Me?" Zhuge Rui was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "I am the head of the courtyard, how can I hunt and kill monsters for my disciples?"

Ok.

Zhao Yang was a little speechless, and couldn't help but said again: "Then, what kind of property does Shuangxue Sword Academy have?"

"Industry?" Zhuge Rui shook his head: "All that can be sold have been sold out."

"Over the past 10 years, my Shuangxue Sword Academy has been declining from a fourth-rank power, and those that can be sold have been sold long ago."

Zhao Yang couldn't help looking up at Zhuge Rui.

The power of the fourth rank is beyond Zhao Yang's imagination.

The strongest sect in the entire Western Continent is no more than the fifth rank, and the four major sects in the Northern Territory are the third rank. These are all powerful existences that rule one continent.

The forces of the fourth rank were simply defeated?

"I, Zhuge Rui, have never sold a piece of property." Zhuge Rui yelled, poking his neck, and then he muttered in a low voice: "The Sword Academy has been handed down to me, and there is nothing to sell except Cishan... "Magnetic Mountain?
Zhao Yang looked at the dark magnetic mountain in a blink of an eye.

"Don't even think about it. According to the ancestor's rules, Cishan is not allowed to move rashly."

Seemingly seeing Zhao Yang's thoughts, Zhuge Rui said: "You can't sell that thing even if you want to. Most people can't do it within ten miles."

Zhao Yang nodded. The magnetic mountain's suction is so strong that ordinary people can't get close to it.

Chatting casually with Zhuge Rui, the two monsters over there were wiped out again.

Zhuge Rui also asked for a few vertebrae to chew on.

Zhao Yang waved his hand, and two more monsters were thrown out.

"The vice-principal is wise and powerful, and he will surely lead our Frost Snow Sword Academy to prosperity!"

"Today is the most sumptuous meal I have eaten since I entered the Sword Academy..."

"Hey, the vice-principal is really proud. When I bought the position of elder for one year, I just asked all the disciples to eat a monster."

……

One afternoon, the entire square was full of enthusiasm, one by one monster beasts were washed, peeled, roasted, and then entered the stomachs of the disciples.

It can be seen with the naked eye that these disciples, who were originally only in the realm of body training, are boiling with energy and blood, and are constantly improving.

"Hey, they are all good disciples, I was the one who delayed them."

Seeing that the sun was setting towards the west, Zhuge Rui stood up, looked at the disciples below who had clearly improved their cultivation by several levels, and said, "Junior Brother, I decided for my brother that I will not retreat for a few days, and I want to watch the disciples grow up." . " After finishing speaking, he burped.

Are you sure it is to watch the disciples grow up, not to eat?
Zhao Yang chuckled and stood up.

"Zhuge Jun, hurry up and take the vice-principal to rest." Seeing Zhao Yang get up, Zhuge Rui hurriedly said loudly.

"Vice President, please follow me." Zhuge Jun finished gnawing the bone in front of him, threw it on the long case, and got up too.

"By the way, Mr. Dean, Mr. Vice-Master has not practiced the exercises of my Frost Snow Sword Academy!" Zhuge Jun said loudly as if thinking of something.

"Oh, look, I forgot even this." Zhuge Rui slapped his head, took out a yellowed book and handed it to Zhao Yang. "Junior Brother, this is the treasure of my Frost Snow Sword Academy, you have to keep it carefully."

Is this what the treasure of the town courtyard looks like?Zhao Yang muttered in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he nodded.

As Zhuge Jun came to an elegant courtyard, Zhao Yang looked around, no matter the layout or the furnishings, they were not bad.

Unexpectedly, a sect that is so poor that it can't afford food is quite particular.

"Vice-principal, this is your residence, you should rest first." Zhuge Jun, with a straight chest, closed the courtyard door for Zhao Yang graciously.

Mochi checked each room in the courtyard, then tidied up the main house and invited Zhao Yang to enter.

There are not many furnishings in the room, only simple wooden couch and wooden table, and some paper inkstones are placed on the desk.

After Mochi bowed and exited, Zhao Yang sat cross-legged, his mind sinking into the game world.

Asking the world, an old man with the same white hair and white beard was sitting in front of the ancestor of Tianhong, and there was a chessboard in front of the two of them.

Zhao Yang turned into an NPC and landed beside the chessboard.

The two looked up and stopped paying attention to him.

"Senior, is there something special about this Shuangxue Sword Academy?" Zhao Yang asked in a low voice as he looked at Tianhong Patriarch who was pinching Heizi.

"Hey," Patriarch Tianhong smiled, dropped the chess piece on the chessboard, and then raised his head and said, "This remnant soul of the old man was almost swallowed by a hungry ghost, don't you believe it?"

Hungry ghost?

Zhao Yang frowned.

The definition of ghosts in this world is that kind of immortal soul body, there is no distinction between good and evil.

But the soul body actually still has many weaknesses. If the realm of the fellow practitioners is much worse than that of the human race practitioners.

"In that magnetic mountain, there is an old monster that has lived for countless years. I don't dare to show my face now." Patriarch Tianhong muttered, seeing the old man on the opposite side drop a chess piece, he stroked his beard and muttered.

old monster?

Zhao Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he remembered what Zhuge Rui said, the founder of the Sword Academy returned and fell asleep there.

He used to think that Shen Mian meant sitting and melting, but he dared to mean really Shen Mian.

No wonder the Sword Academy is so poor, Mu Canghe even recommended himself, so there is a real old monster here!

Zhao Yang nodded, his mind turned.

He decided that in the future, unless there is something particularly important, he will never go to the game world physically again.

An old monster left over from tens of thousands of years ago is nearby, appearing and disappearing for a while, isn't it a pleasure to find it.

Opening his eyes, there was a glint of inspiration in Zhao Yang's eyes.

When I come to this Frost Snow Sword Academy by myself, what I want in the end is to improve my strength, so that I can leave the Northern Territory one day.

These days, he also knows a lot of secrets about the Northern Territory.

Although the Northern Territory is not blocked by the Monster Race like the Western Continent, there are not many connections with the Outer Territory.

The monster clan in Beibinhai is also extremely powerful. Except for the four major sects who are capable of crossing the North Sea, the other dozen or so sects united and failed again and again.

It's just that the four major forces have had filth with Zhongzhou before, and have never had any contact with Zhongzhou for thousands of years.

What's more, the monster clan in Beihai seems to have plans to counterattack the Northern Territory.

On the shore of Beihai, many armies supported by the four major sects were also fighting bloody battles.

The difference from Xizhou is that these armies have the support of the four sects, and their combat power has been fully displayed, which is comparable to those of the North Sea Monster Race.

It seems that Mu Canghe regarded himself as a sergeant who had served in the army of the Northern Territory, so he didn't care about the bloody aura all over his body.

I hope that my cultivation can improve quickly, and don't make the little girl wait too long.

Thinking of this, he spread out the yellowed "Treasure of the Town Yard".

Mysterious magnetic sword light.