Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

"It really is a sect like a nouveau riche, who doesn't even understand the most basic etiquette." A man with a gray beard and wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe shouted.

"Junior, my Changhua sect master is here in person. Shouldn't you open the gate and the sect master greet you in person? You don't understand any etiquette." Another old man with a short beard stared at Bai Yicheng with a sullen look on his face.

This is the bad guy coming!

Those onlookers who were originally a little numb immediately became interested and stretched their heads to look over.

"Fellow daoists, some time ago, a disciple of my Changhua Sect offended Qingyun Sect Master Zhao Yang in Qingyang Town. My family Sect Master came today to apologize. But Qingyun Sect is too impolite." The bearded Taoist arched his hands to the surroundings and said loudly.

Apologize?

Courtesy?

What a big melon!

The monks around the audience were discussing, and many people had already started to make up the plot.

The monks accompanying the Changhua Sect stepped forward and told about their disciples' offenses against Zhao Yang because of their blindness to Mount Tai, and then added the complaint that their sect master recently came to apologize, but he was so neglected in front of this mountain gate. Make a few low-key complaints.

"Indeed, this Qing Yunzong seems to be a little drifting."

"Well, it seems that you have become a ninth-rank sect, so you don't even look at your own tail."

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, and the onlookers responded, while looking at Qing Yunzong.

It's a pity that Bai Yicheng was still expressionless, and said lightly: "Friends of the Changhua Sect, if you want to go up the mountain, please go in, if you don't go up the mountain, then please do it yourself."

Face!

This is Chi Guoguo's slap in the face!

The suzerain of a ninth-rank sect was humiliated outside Qing Yun sect like this!

It was a great joy to watch the faces of those cultivators showing excitement!

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the white-bearded old man of Chang Huazong, he glanced at Bai Yicheng, and his thoughts changed sharply.

What does Qing Yunzong seem to rely on?
Turn around and leave?That was simply unwise.

I waited for someone to come here in such a big battle, not to be humiliated, and then I didn't do anything, just slipped away with my tail between my legs.

If this Qingyun sect is strong enough today, then it's okay to make friends with him.

If they don't have that strength, then Chang Huazong's trip will be in vain if they don't bite off a piece of meat!
It's not that Chang Huazong didn't do anything these days, but that he has already figured out the background of Qing Yunzong and Zhao Yang.

Qing Yunzong, the ninth rank sect, was just picked up by shit luck.

The entire Qingyun Sect doesn't have half the strength of the Ninth Grade Sect!

This time, the three foundation-builder monks from Chang Huazong came together to test Zhao Yang's fineness.

"Hmph, Qingyun Sect doesn't understand the rules. I, Chang Hua Sect, is a veteran ninth-rank sect, so can people laugh at me?" Kan Daozi said coldly, and then held out a three-foot-long shining sword in his hand.

"The magic weapon!"

"It's definitely mid-grade, the aura is already extremely strong!"

When the onlookers saw the long knife, their eyes lit up.

Kan Daozi held the long knife in both hands and strode forward.

This etiquette is completely an apology, and a medium-grade magic weapon is not insignificant.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that a junior offends me, and I don't really care about it. I didn't expect this Changhua sect to be so serious." On the mountain road, Zhao Yang looked at him with a somewhat "embarrassed" expression. Everyone around explained.

As for this matter, as for letting the suzerain of a ninth-rank sect come in person?

Seeing the figure appearing down the mountain, everyone in Bailuling shrank back unconsciously.

This is a fight between gods, but don't hurt yourself.

The mountain road is not wide, Kan Daozi and the three are in front, followed by seven or eight Chang Huazong disciples.

The group of people moved very fast, and they came to the front after a while.

It's just halfway up the mountain, but the way is blocked by Li Wenxuan, who is holding Jinse.

"Get out of the way!"

The short-bearded old man of Changhua Sect gave a low shout and flicked his sleeves.

Li Wenxuan frowned, and led the two little girls to the side of the mountain road.

Kan Daozi held the long knife in both hands, staring at Zhao Yang and the others above, and strode up.

When passing sideways with Li Wenxuan, he glanced slightly, and suddenly his whole body was shocked!
How could it be him!

Kan Daozi, who had already run two steps forward, paused, turned his face, opened his mouth, and looked at Li Wenxuan dumbly.

The disciples behind him quickly stopped and turned to look at Li Wenxuan.

These people have solemn expressions on their faces, and they hold knives and swords in their hands, with a fierce look.

The two little girls jumped into Li Wenxuan's arms in fright.

"Li, Li, Master Li..."

Kan Daozi's mind was blank at this moment, and he murmured tremblingly.

"Ah."

Li Wenxuan responded lightly.

It's him!
Kan Daozi was two steps above Li Wenxuan at this time, somewhat condescending.

He hurriedly took two steps back, then took another step, and bowed to Li Wenxuan: "Chang Hua Zong Daozi Kan pays his respects to Master Li."

Li Wenxuan nodded, looked at everyone in the Changhua Sect, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

something.

Really something!
Kan Daozi's thoughts turned sharply, and he glanced at Li Wenxuan, who was in a casual posture, bowed and said, "I, a disciple of Changhua Sect, offended Sect Master Zhao of Qingyun Sect a few days ago, and today Kan Daozi personally came to apologize."

"Oh, let's go." Li Wenxuan nodded again, led the two little girls, and walked down sideways.

Kan Daozi watched them go down a short distance, and then towards the disciple's courtyard, several children greeted them.

"Alas, fellow Taoists of the Changhua Sect came here, and it's really disappointing to welcome you!"

Above, Zhao Yang looked at Kan Daozi and the others with a smile on his face.

Concentrated, Kan Daozi strode forward, walked up to Zhao Yang, held up the long knife with both hands: "Changhua Zong Daozi Kan came to apologize to Zongzhu Zhao Yang."

"How embarrassing is this?" Zhao Yang said with a smile, while reaching out to take the long knife: "Hey, it's still a middle-grade magic weapon. Sect Master Kan is really expensive."

"Sect Master Zhao, forgive me, I, a disciple of the Changhua Sect, have offended me a lot before." Daozi Kan said, cupping his hands again.

Because he was at the bottom of the steps and Zhao Yang was at the top, he had to look up.

"Small things, I have forgotten." Zhao Yang put away the long knife, laughed and said: "Sect Master Kan, my Qingyun Sect will have a trade fair in two days, and you must come to participate if you have time."

trade fair!
That's it!

Mr. Li must have come here for the trade fair!
Kan Daozi felt a pain in his heart, he expressed his wrong feelings!

Originally, how could this Qingyun sect have anything to do with such a big figure as the master of Talang City!
"Okay, then Kan will definitely come to bother you when the time comes." Kan Daozi said, bowed his hands to Zhao Yang, turned and left.

"Okay, then I'll be waiting for fellow Taoists at Qingyun Sect." Seeing everyone in Changhua Sect leaving in desperation, Zhao Yang said loudly with a smile on his face.

"Sect Master Zhao, we at Bailuling also want to participate in this transaction."

"Welcome—" Zhao Yang laughed, and looked at Zhu Huai and the others beside him.