Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

Luo Sheng did things neatly, and when Zhao Yang walked out of the mourning hall, the lintel of the Hu family's mansion had already been changed.

On the big plaque are written the four characters "Qingyun Bieyuan", and the bottom is "Hufu".

Half of the ten disciples who came with me stayed here to guard the Qingyun Sect's outer courtyard.

It is not the disciples who are powerful in the Qingyun Sect, but the suzerain Zhao Yang.

With Zhao Yang around, no one in Qingyun Bieyuan would dare to make a move.

"Respectfully send off the suzerain!" Hu Yifeng led the Hu family and bowed to see him off in front of the gate.

"Respectfully send off Sect Master Zhao."

The aristocratic family in Qingyang Town also sent them off outside the door.

Zhao Yang didn't even pay any attention to those aristocratic family members, he set up his sword light and flew away.

"Everyone, I am the Hu family, ah no, I have to attend funerals in the Qingyun Outer Court, so I won't keep any more of you."

Hu Yifeng looked coldly at the heads of the aristocratic families, flicked his sleeves, and turned around.

"Hehe, everyone, I'm sorry." Hu Ji chuckled, cupped his hands, and suddenly looked at Lu Tianxiong: "Patriarch Lu, I wonder if the marriage between the two families mentioned earlier is still true? My Hu family is waiting for you." Rejoice with the bride."

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Zhao Yang lowered his sword light and waited outside the city.After a while, Luo Sheng also flew out of Qingyang Town with the remaining five disciples.

"Luo Sheng, take your disciples back to the sect first, and I'll go to Yulan Mountain to have a look."

Although practitioners can not eat fireworks in the world, they still need all kinds of geniuses and treasures to support them.

Everyone's fortune is different, and the treasures they get are also different. Some are useful for themselves, and some are useless for themselves.Useless things are usually traded.

Those places specially opened up for cultivators to trade are Xianjiafang City.

Yulan Mountain is [-] miles away, and it is also a fairy mountain full of Xiuxian sects.The spiritual pulse on the mountain is higher than that of Qingkong Mountain, and the sect's strength is also much stronger.

Zhao Yang went to Yulan Mountain mainly to go to Fangshi there.

The Qingyun Bieyuan layout of the Hu family is a long line, not really for commercial interests.For the upcoming "opening of the secret realm", Zhao Yang still needs to make some preparations.

"Respectfully send off the suzerain." Luo Sheng and all the disciples bowed, Zhao Yang nodded, and drove away with the light of the sword.

Eight hundred miles of beautiful mountains and rivers, for Zhao Yang who controls the sword light, it only takes an hour to wander around.

This is the first time Zhao Yang has stepped outside of Qingkong Mountain since his rebirth.

From what I saw along the way, there are still many ordinary people in this world. Even though the weather is hot at this time, there are still many people rushing on the avenue.

Seeing a majestic fairy mountain in front of him, with spiritual energy lingering on it, Zhao Yang pressed down the sword light and landed on a mountain depression.

When he reappeared, he was already an ordinary body-training cultivator wearing a simple long gown and carrying a long steel sword on his back.

At his age, most practitioners are still in the realm of body training, only some elites of the sect can set foot in Qi training.

Especially the sword light is even more incredible, few people in the Qi refining stage can master the sword escape, because the sword escape technique requires a clear sword heart to be successful.

If Zhao Yang was still wearing a gorgeous robe and driving forward with the sword light, the whole Yulan Mountain might be alarmed.

It was the beginning of summer at this time, and he didn't use his spiritual power, he strode forward against the scorching sun, and his clothes were soaked in sweat in no time.

On the two zhang wide avenue, vehicles and horses passed by from time to time, and the smoke and dust they brought up filled the air, and even sprinkled Zhao Yang's head and face.But after a while, he was already ashamed.

But just walking like a mortal, it made him feel more at ease than Feitiandundi.

Before he knew it, he felt that his mood had improved again.

"drive--"

"drive--"

Behind him came galloping horses shouting, Zhao Yang gave way slightly to the side of the road.

"Get out of the way!"

With a soft shout, a long whip was thrown towards Zhao Yang's back.

Zhao Yang's heart twitched slightly, the whip was very accurate, but he didn't put much force into it, so he still knew the severity.

But even if the whip didn't have much strength, Zhao Yang didn't want to take it.

He paused, took two steps forward, and rolled into the ditch beside the road in some embarrassment, covered in muddy water.

"Cuckoo-"

"Ha ha--"

Seeing Zhao Yang's distressed appearance, the boys and girls galloping past behind him burst into laughter and walked away.

Zhao Yang shook his head, and simply washed the dust off his clothes by the gutter, and rinsed his face with water.

Just when he wanted to get up, there was already a large four-wheeled carriage parked beside the avenue.

The carriage was only a little bigger in appearance, but Zhao Yang keenly saw the faint flashes of light on the frame and door frame.

"Little friend, don't take it to heart when children are messing around." The car window opened, and a middle-aged scribe in his 40s poked his head out and said to Zhao Yang with a smile.

The scribe looked gentle, wearing a royal blue robe and a square scarf on his head.In Zhao Yang's eyes, this smiling scribe was like a silent volcano.

This is a master!
According to Zhao Yang's judgment, at least at the peak of Qi refining, or even foundation building!
"It's okay, sir, it's good to go." Zhao Yang chuckled, and poured cold water on his body a few times, and his whole body was immediately refreshed.

Zhao Yang's movements were quite free and easy in the eyes of the scribe, and he became more interested in Zhao Yang immediately.

"Little friend, are you going to Yulan Mountain? The weather is so hot, why don't you go with us?" The scribe smiled and waved to Zhao Yang.

"Okay." Zhao Yang was not polite, he jumped onto the carriage with two jumps, the driver saw Zhao Yang jumped into the carriage, his face changed, and then he stretched out his hand to open the door.

Zhao Yang leaned into the carriage and felt cool all over. He didn't know whether there were ice cubes or a frost magic circle in the carriage.

Apart from the middle-aged scribes, there were also two seven or eight-year-old girls in the carriage. They were actually twins, pink and white, with two pairs of big eyes staring at Zhao Yang.

A smile appeared on Zhao Yang's face, and he smiled at the two little girls.

"Pfft-"

The two little girls covered their mouths and smiled, shrinking back.

"I'm Zhao Yang, thank you sir for your kindness." Zhao Yang bowed halfway and cupped his hands to the scribe.

The scribe waved his hand and said, "Xiaoyou Zhao, if you knew that the girl who drove you down the ditch with a whip was my eldest daughter, you probably wouldn't thank me."

The two little girls in the car looked at Zhao Yang and giggled.

"One yard counts for one yard. Your love didn't hurt Zhao, but Mr. Zhao's ride is very beneficial, so Zhao must thank you." Zhao Yang said it sincerely, and the scribes could feel that this was indeed Zhao Yang's thoughts.

The more this happened, the more curious the scribes became about Zhao Yang.

His eyes were full of light, and he felt that Zhao Yang's cultivation was constantly changing, sometimes he was at the fifth or sixth level of body refining, and at other times he was at the fifth or sixth level of Qi refining.What surprised him even more was that there was a sword intent suppressed in Zhao Yang's body.

Sword Intent!

Take a closer look at Zhao Yang, and I am sure that his appearance and age have not been concealed.

At such an age, he can hide his own cultivation, making him unable to determine the skills, plus the sword intent that has been restrained to the invisible.It seems that Changhe County has never seen such a character.

What's more rare is that Zhao Yang really walks like an ordinary person, and he doesn't get annoyed when he is whipped by a horse. This tempering of character is far from what this age should have.

Is this the descendant of He Fang Dazong traveling in Huafan, or is it a certain powerful player playing in the world?
Thinking of this, the scribe's expression became even more kind: "My surname is Li, my name is Shang, and my courtesy name is Wenxuan. This is the second daughter, Jin'er, and the third daughter, Se'er."

"I've seen Mr. Li, I've seen—" Zhao Yang turned his head, and the two little girls straightened up and said in unison: "Tell me, who is the older sister?"