Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

"Squeak-"

Pushing open the door, Zhao Yang stretched his waist and took a deep breath of the morning air, feeling his whole body breathing.

At the third watch last night, Zhao Yang kicked Zuo Ling'er off the assembly line who was still struggling to kill monsters, and then accepted the body training experience she had shared, happily raising his body training level by one level.

It wasn't until dawn that Hu Yan was kicked out when the system indicated that the soul was about to be seriously injured.Then hastily counted the harvest, and quickly caught up.

While moving his waist, Zhao Yang looked at his character panel: Zhao Yang's cultivation level: second level of body refining (10201/20000), first level of Qi refining (pseudo)
Aura: 5500/10000 (consumable, not absorbable)

Cultivation method: Qingyun sect body training technique (small success)

Skills: Basic swordsmanship level six (10000/12000) (Dzogchen)
Bloodline: No Flame Spell: 8020 (uncomprehended)

财富：灵石53金币2542枚装备：铁剑物品：白额虎尸3青狼尸4冰霜符箓5咆哮符箓3落萱草4白额虎皮2……

At this time, Zhao Yang's net worth had surpassed the net worth of the entire sect of Qingyun Sect.

Qingkong Mountain has only one spirit vein, and the annual production of spirit stones is less than [-] yuan, and [-]% of them need to be handed over to the Changhe County Governor's Mansion.The remaining dozen or so sects are distributed according to their respective strengths, and Qing Yunzong can divide nearly [-] spirit stones a year.

But these [-] spirit stones have to be distributed to the suzerain, elders, and qi refining disciples for cultivation, so there is no surplus at all.

After leaving behind useful talismans and a few monster corpses, Zhao Yang will recover most of the items and exchange them into 14 game loggers for storage.

The more game logins you redeem, the more players you can have.The more players there are, the more Zhao Yang will gain.

Seeing Hu Yan, a wage earner, fighting in the game early, Zhao Yang was extremely happy.

Last night, Hu Yan contributed more than 1 points of aura to him. These auras cannot be used to upgrade due to his current cultivation base. He can only be regarded as a pseudo-qi-refining first-tier monk, but with aura, his Dzogchen swordsmanship will be even better. If he can exert a strong combat power, he will have the power to protect himself.

"Senior brother, you are up, um, um, I made soup for you." The little fairy-like junior sister personally delivered the soup, making this beautiful morning even more warm.

"Junior Sister, you are growing your body, you must get enough sleep." Zhao Yang taught like a strict parent while enjoying the girl's plain spoon.Looking at the dark circles under the girl's eyes that couldn't be covered by rouge and powder, she knew that the little girl must have not slept well last night.

After delivering the good soup to Zhao Yang, Zuo Ling'er bowed her head in embarrassment.

Zhao Yang drank the soup in a "sigh" manner, Zuo Ling'er glanced at it secretly, muttering in his heart, probably the senior brother already guessed that he used the secret treasure to cultivate.

The secret treasure of the sect yesterday was really interesting. Not only was it fun, but it could also improve her sword skills, so she couldn't help but play until late at night, until she couldn't enter anymore.But lying on the bed, he just tossed and turned repeatedly, and couldn't fall asleep.

Later, I couldn't stand it any longer, so I got up and dragged the cook to boil a pot of soup.Thinking that his senior brother vomited blood yesterday because of himself, he sent it over in person.

"Junior Sister, although the secret treasure is good, you must not indulge in it. Otherwise, it will not only hurt the soul, but also make people addicted unknowingly." Zhao Yang knows the horror of Internet addiction, and he does not want to train this little girl into an Internet addiction girl.

"Well, I understand." Zuo Ling'er bowed her head in response.

"Did you gain something last night?" Seeing the girl's loss, Zhao Yang asked with a chuckle.

"It's amazing! Brother, my swordsmanship cultivation has increased a lot..." The girl didn't finish her surprise words, she saw the curvature of Zhao Yang's mouth, stomped her foot, and said coquettishly: "Senior brother——"

"Okay, okay, this soup tastes good, I don't know if I have to drink it when I am injured, or will I have it later?"

"Hmph, what a beautiful idea..."

……

When Zhao Yang brought Zuo Ling'er to the main hall, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect were already waiting in line.

Although Qing Yunzong is a fairy sect, most of the people in the sect are still in the realm of body training, and they need to practice martial arts every day to exercise their bodies.Therefore, there are few interruptions in performing martial arts every morning and evening.

Zhao Yang took Zuo Ling'er into the main hall to burn incense on the mourning tablet, then walked out of the hall with his sword in hand and stood on the steps.

"Meet the Sect Master!"

"Exercise martial arts!"

Zhao Yang gave an order, and all the disciples under the nine steps immediately drew their swords and danced.

What these disciples are practicing is the basic swordsmanship of Qingyun Sect. There are not many moves and they are not complicated, which feels quite ingenious.

In the distance, the rising sun is rising, the fairy mountains are misty, the nearby hall is majestic, the sword light is flying, and there are fairy-like junior sisters as companions, it is a real fairyland.

After the practice of a set of swordsmanship was completed, nearly a hundred people in the square stood silently holding swords.

"good."

Zhao Yang opened his mouth lightly.

"Thank you Sect Master!"

The disciples cupped their fists in response.

Zhao Yang nodded, just as he was about to take Zuo Linger back to the back mountain, he saw Zhang Tao, who was dressed in white, took a step forward.

"metropolitan!"

What kind of tricks is this kid planning to play?

"What's the matter?"

"Sovereign, yesterday the suzerain flew a sword in the main hall and stunned that old thief Hu. The disciple was really envious. However, the disciple was stupid and couldn't figure out the depth of that sword. I wonder if the suzerain can demonstrate it again for the disciple? I think you fellow apprentices also have this wish?"

Although Zhang Tao bowed and spoke, he glanced at Zhao Yang, seeing the astonishment on his face, he couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

After Zhang Tao finished speaking, all the disciples on the square looked at Zhao Yang eagerly.

Some people saw Zhao Yang's sword yesterday, but some didn't.Those who saw it naturally hoped to observe this kind of swordsmanship, and those who didn't see it spread word of mouth through the door, and they were eager to see the suzerain's shocking sword.

Hearing Zhang Tao's words, Zuo Ling'er's face turned pale, she hurriedly shielded Zhao Yang behind her, and said eagerly: "No, no!"

"Why not?" Zhang Tao took a step forward and said loudly: "Junior Sister, my Qingyun Sect has encountered a catastrophe, and the morale of the disciples has been low. This is the time to boost the morale of the sect. The suzerain will demonstrate the advanced swordsmanship for us, let us Knowing that the sect has experts like the suzerain as the backing, why not?"

"Brother, he, he, can't, just can't!" Zuo Ling'er saw Zhang Tao bullying and approaching, raised his hand to hold the long sword in front of his chest, pressed one hand on the hilt, and said anxiously.

Senior Brother has confessed that no one should be allowed to know that he has completely lost his cultivation, otherwise he will be killed and Qing Yunzong will also be in great trouble.

At this time, Zhang Tao forced his senior brother to practice swordsmanship. If the senior brother couldn't practice it, wouldn't others know that he lost his cultivation?Absolutely not!

Seeing Zuo Ling'er protecting herself behind her like a little hen protecting eggs, Zhao Yang felt amused in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

Seeing Zuo Linger's appearance, Zhang Tao was furious in his heart, gritted his teeth, turned around, looked at the disciples below, and said in frustration: "It seems that the sword is a sect secret, and we ordinary disciples have no chance at all." experience……"

With his back to Zhao Yang and Zuo Linger, Zhang Tao slowly pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword. His expression changed from disappointment to arrogance. He pulled out his long sword and shouted: "My Qingyun Sect is already in such a situation. What do you care about sect secrets? Today, I, Zhang Tao, will be a sinner of the sect! Brother, offended—"

Before the words fell, the person had already whirled, turned around and stabbed Zhao Yang straight!

"Senior Brother Zhang, you are crazy!"

"Senior brother can't!"

……

Across the nine stairs, no matter how panicked the disciples below were, it would be too late to stop them, let alone how many people really want to stop them, let alone know.

Zuo Ling'er was standing in front of Zhao Yang, and she kept her hand on the hilt of her sword for protection. At this time, Zhang Tao turned around and drew his sword, directly passing her. The blade pointed above her head, where Zhao Yang's throat was.

Zhang Tao has a second-level cultivation of Qi Refining, and he has a deep foundation in swordsmanship.At this time, he drew his sword angrily, his momentum was like a rainbow, in Zuo Ling'er's eyes, that sword light was like a streamer, chilling and blazing!
Seeing Zhao Yang's astonished expression, Zhang Tao was in high spirits.

This sword will tear up all your camouflage!
In the blink of an eye, Zuo Ling'er instinctively wanted to dodge sideways.

Senior brother has lost all his cultivation now!

With a slight movement of footsteps, a divine thought flashed through my heart, I can't hide!
"warehouse--"

Zuo Ling'er unsheathed her long sword, closed her eyes, followed the trajectory she had practiced thousands of times, and swung her sword out!
When she opened her eyes again, she saw Zhang Tao standing a foot away from her, pressing her hand on the cut skirt on her chest, staring at herself in disbelief!