Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

The [-]-mile Canglan River almost traverses the entire Xizhou, and the rushing water of the river lasts for thousands of years.

The tributaries converged, carrying spiritual energy and treasures, and finally converged into this [-]-foot-wide river.

Talang City is located on the lower reaches of one of the tributaries, the Manshui River, and thousands of miles away is the Lancang River.

Before arriving at Talang City, Zhao Yang was shocked by the warm breeze facing him.

This cool wind contains aura no less than that of Qingkong Mountain, which makes people feel refreshed.

This is the water vein aura similar to the aura of the mountains. All the aura finally flows into the Lancang River, and then into the Xihuang Linghai.

The reason why the monster race in the West Spirit Sea is so powerful, and even cut off the traffic between Xizhou and Central Continent, is because of the continuous supply of spiritual energy. Compared with the human race, the monster race has an absolute advantage in terms of group size and combat power.

Over the years, most of the strength of the Dayu Dynasty and several other Western Continent overlords have been dragged at the mouth of the lower reaches of the Lancang River, preventing the monster race in the Xiling Sea from going back to the upper reaches.

Including various sects on Qingkong Mountain, many disciples are recruited and transferred there every year, and then they never return.

Zhao Yang savored the difference in the aura of the water veins carefully, and at the same time looked at the vast and magnificent Talang City in front of him.

The city was built at the bend of the Manshui River, facing the water on one side.

The bluestone city wall, which is nearly ten feet high, stretches for nearly a hundred miles. In addition to the main city, there are more than a dozen large and small towns guarding it.

Most of the dozens of towns are the garrisons of the county guards.

Every year when the spring tide surges, the river monsters in the Manshui River riot, and Talang City dispatches a large army to suppress it.

Suppressing the river demon is not only the task of the garrisons in various places, but also a big gain.Whether the bodies of these river monsters are flesh and blood, bone spurs, or scale armor, they are all useful.

Walking towards the gate of the city, most of the people encountered along the way were practitioners. Although most of them were low-level Qi-refining monks, the base number was so large that it was not comparable to a small place like Qingkong Mountain.

The Dayu Dynasty guarded half of the western border, and all the cities were built along the water.

Perhaps this is the benefit of cultivating with the back of the water veins. Although the spiritual energy is soft, not many high-level monks can be produced.

It's a pity that it is forbidden to settle down on the edge of the world's water veins. This is the rule of several overlords in Xizhou.

There was a long queue at the gate of the city. There were three openings ten feet wide, the middle opening was empty, and the entrances on both sides were filled with crowds of people.

Zhao Yang followed behind the team and moved towards the door.

The doorway in the middle is for big cultivators. If you don't have the strength to build a foundation, it's better to queue up to enter the city obediently.

"Where did you come from? Why did you enter the city? Take out the name tag." When he arrived at the city gate, a sergeant in iron armor put his hand on his waist knife and said, looking at Zhao Yang.

"Come from Qingkong Mountain to deal with the affairs of the sect." Zhao Yang said, taking out his family's name tag.

This name plate is the identity card of the practitioners in Changhe County. It is a brass plate with the name and surname written on it, and the sect mark on the back.

Seeing that Zhao Yang took out his identity badge, the sergeant took a look and waved his hand to let Zhao Yang enter the city.

This is Changhe County's own family. If they are outsiders, they have to collect spirit coins when entering the city.

Spirit coins are refined variants of spirit stones, which contain a little spiritual power, and one spirit stone can be exchanged for hundreds of spirit coins.

However, most sects seldom use spiritual coins, and no one wants to be plucked by the Dayu Dynasty.

Entering the city, there are immortals and ordinary pavements on both sides of the street.

A fairy city is actually a big square city.

It's just that most sect practitioners are reluctant to touch this kind of official market.Practitioners, how many things can be seen?
Zhao Yang didn't stop, and went straight to the county guard's mansion based on the experience he had heard from the various sects on Qingkong Mountain.

The Sheriff's Mansion is in the center of the city, and it took Zhao Yang nearly two quarters of an hour to get there even if he was traveling in the wind.

Every big city has a magic circle, and most of them are equipped with forbidden air and speed.

The Sheriff's Mansion is not just a mansion, but a large square with a group of buildings rising and falling.

According to Zuo Lun's opinion, Zhao Yang went directly to a hall in front of the Sheriff's Mansion.

"May I ask you, what do you want to deal with?" A young monk in a green robe stepped forward and asked.

This young man looks to be in his 20s, with a second-level Qi Refining cultivation.This level can be regarded as an elite among various sects.

There is still a row of young practitioners like him standing in the hall.

This is the way the Sheriff's Mansion trains talents. These young practitioners are arranged to receive people who handle affairs here, so that they can learn things and earn spirit stones.

Zhao Yang stretched out his hand and handed over a spirit stone, and said, "Take me to report to the sect first."

After receiving the Lingshi, the young man smiled and nodded, "Fellow Daoist, please follow me."

The monks in the county guard's mansion are naturally a little arrogant. As the master of Qingyun Sect, Zhao Yang is too lazy to talk nonsense with an insignificant little monk.

The two walked in front of each other without any communication, they just walked along the hall to one side.

"Fellow Daoist, it's right here." The two came to a square hall with a simple and large style, and there were two rows of elders.

Zhao Yang frowned, and said, "I want to hurry up."

With that said, two more spirit stones were handed over.

This is the unspoken rule that Han Yu mentioned during the last exchange, or one of the methods used by the county guard to make money.

Sure enough, the young man took the spirit stone, nodded, and led Zhao Yang to the front of the line, where another line of only three or five people was lined up.

But after a while, the matter dealt with by the previous few people ended, the young man put the two spirit stones on the table, and then took a step back to let Zhao Yang out.

Sitting at the table was a grey-haired scribe with thin aura.Looking up at Zhao Yang, he put away the two spirit stones, nodded and said, "What should we do?"

Zhao Yang handed over Qingyun Sect's suzerain token and disciple list and said, "Record suzerain change."

Hearing that Zhao Yang said it was the Suzerain's succession, those who lined up and the young man who led Zhao Yang were all taken aback, and couldn't help but look at Zhao Yang again.

Mainly because Zhao Yang's appearance is too young.

On the contrary, the scribe seemed to be quite surprised, he reached out to take the roster and name tag, and while flipping through it, he said in a low voice: "Qingkong Mountain Sect, Qingyun Sect, Zuo Chaoyang's successor Zhao Yang..."

Qingkong Mountain?
Qingyunzong?
These days, the news that Qingkong Mountain came out of the secret realm has already spread throughout Changhe County. Anyone who can't say a few words is ashamed to say that he is a monk in Changhe County.

Hearing the scribe's words, everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhao Yang again.

"This is Zhao Yang who made the secret realm public?"

"I don't feel sorry for the cubs selling their grandfathers, their patriarchs are afraid that they will come back to life."

"That's not true. Look at his age, he must not be able to keep the secret realm..."

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"Is there really a secret place?" The young man standing beside Zhao Yang couldn't help but whispered.

"Yes, the harvest is not small." Zhao Yang raised his head and said with a slight smile.