Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

A task costs three thousand spirit stones, which is really not cheap.

But the person who accepted this task was a master of the Golden Core realm, and the price of the shot was worth it.

As soon as the divine mind moved, the three thousand spirit stones disappeared immediately.

"Issuing a mission: Hire players to kill the monsters entrenched in the canyon ahead. After completing the mission, you will be rewarded with 300000 experience points and 2000 yuan for spirit stones."

As this news appeared in Zhao Yang's mind, the Golden Core Sword Cultivator on the opposite side also changed his expression.

"You asked me to kill the monsters in the canyon?" Jian Xiu stared at Zhao Yang's face and said calmly.

"Do you know the monsters there?" Zhao Yang's expression naturally turned into shock: "How do you know that I want you to kill those monsters?"

As he said that, a sad look appeared on his face: "Those monsters blocked my way home."

Jianxiu smiled coldly and said, "Do you think I will kill monsters for Lingshi?"

Just as Zhao Yang wanted to speak, he saw a flash of sword light in front of him, and the long sword pierced his throat directly.

It's just that the murderous sword's edge touched Zhao Yang's throat but couldn't penetrate an inch.A faint light curtain protected Zhao Yang.

"You can't kill me, and Skywalker can't hurt the kind people of the Heavenly Sword Region." Zhao Yang smiled slightly and raised his hand a little.

In an instant, he cut off Jianxiu's connection with the game world and kicked him out.

This is one of the few permissions he has in this world, and it is also his basic permission as the host of the game platform.As long as he is upset, anyone will be kicked out of the game world.

What about the golden core realm?
In this game world, I still have the final say.

Seeing the news of several online game worlds, Zhao Yang smiled faintly, and slowly dispersed.

He wanted to leave this powerful sword cultivator there until he wanted him to enter the game world, and then let him enter.

You know, the master of this game world is Zhao Yang himself.

In this world, everything is in his hands.

Anyone who wants to gain opportunities in the game world has to bow their heads.

Back in the real world, Zhao Yang sorted out all the treasures on his body, and then lay down on the bed with his clothes on, carefully calculating how to improve the overall strength of the sect while his own strength was rapidly improving.

If he was still the old Zhao Yang, he wouldn't care about the strength of the sect.

In the world of practice, there are many people who can run amok in the world relying on the strength of one person.

But after witnessing the attack on the big river, he understood the importance of collective strength.

In such a battle, the outcome cannot be determined by personal strength.

No matter how strong a person is, there will always be times when he gets tired and falls asleep.And something like combat power can be measured a lot.

A powerful magic weapon and a powerful battle tool are all bonuses to combat power.

Only by gaining more wealth and having powerful forces behind him, can those treasures be easily obtained.

Isn't it also Ling'er's wish to strengthen the sect?
Zhao Yang smiled and fell asleep slowly.

—————The third day of the trade fair is also the last day of the trade fair.

Everyone came to the venue early, and the number of people who came today was more than [-]% more than the number of people who came two days ago.

In the past two days, the reputation of Qing Yunzong's trade fair has spread, and those forces that hadn't cared about it rushed here.

Some forces outside of Changhe County also traveled day and night, and finally caught up with today's transaction.

"Sect Master Zhao, the general of Talang City can really win a battle and get rewards of tens of thousands of spirit stones?" Sitting beside Zhao Yang, Zuo Lun couldn't help asking in a low voice.

At this time, the trade fair had not yet started, and Zhao Yang sat in the front row with Han Yu, Zuo Lun and others.

Hearing Zuo Lun's words, everyone around quietly looked at Zhao Yang.

Yesterday, everyone was deeply impressed by Shu Quan and others' boldness to spend a lot of money.

In particular, they said that a reward of [-] spirit stones can be obtained in a big battle, which is really tempting.

For the couple of wealth and law, who in the world of practice does not lack spirit stones?
"Hehe," Zhao Yang looked around and said with a light smile, "Brother Zuo, how easy is it—"

Hearing Zhao Yang's words, the eyes of all the people around showed disappointment.

Sure enough, these military men were all bragging about the scene.

"It's rare for a big battle like this where tens of thousands of spirit stones can be rewarded every three or two years." Zhao Yang waved his hand, shaking his head and said: "Usually, if they fight a small battle, it's only three to five thousand, ten thousand. Eight thousand spirit stones are credited."

Three to five thousand, eight thousand!
Is this still less...

Don't say three to five thousand, even three to five hundred spirit stones, for a group of sects who are not popular, it is also a huge income.

In comparison, the cultivation base of those generals is not much higher than that of their own family. It shouldn't be difficult for them to change people for the military exploits they can get, right?
Immediately, longing appeared in the eyes of many people around Zhao Yang.

Heart moved.

Han Yu pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "Sect Master Zhao, I don't know about this matter of joining the army..." "Oh, that's easy. The county guard's mansion in Talang City has a yamen in charge of this matter." Zhao Yang said directly.

"By the way, combat achievements are not only exchanged for spirit stones and treasures, but can also be used to increase the sect's level and exchange for meritorious military positions." Zhao Yang pointed to himself and said: "My Qingyun Sect is not only a ninth-rank sect, I am Zhao Yang. It's still a nine-rank military school lieutenant."

Military job!

Zhao Yang actually still has a military post!

No wonder those generals call him brothers and sisters, it turns out that he really has a bond with them!
If he also has a military position, wouldn't he be like Zhao Yang, with the Changhe County Sheriff's Mansion as his backer behind him?

Zhao Yang turned his face away with a calm expression, as if he didn't see the brighter eyes of the people around him.

Well, I have done everything that can be done, and said what can be said. It is better to concentrate on watching Linger host the trade fair.

"Ling'er first welcomes seniors and fellow Taoists from afar." Zuo Ling'er looked around, smiled and bowed slightly.

"There are also seniors who have joined us, making this fair a lot more exciting. The elders have given their all to help, making the fair full of items. Thank you, Linger." After she finished speaking, she bowed slightly generously.

Today's Zuo Ling'er is wearing a light red dress, with a faint aura in his brows and eyes, as if he is a banished fairy, with a trace of innocence in the fairy spirit.

Sure enough, it is experience that makes people grow the most. Unknowingly, she has already stood on the high platform, swaying freely.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yang's mouth, and his eyes met Zuo Ling'er who just turned his head.The two looked at each other and smiled, quite a bit of flirting.

"The first traded item today is a medium-grade magic weapon, a fan with jade bone and iron surface." With a slight nod, Zuo Ling'er's palm flickered, and a fan with a jade bone bone more than one foot long appeared.

"Wow—"

The folding fan opened, and dark red peonies appeared on the purple fan.

"boom--"

With a light wave of Zuo Linger's arm, dozens of peonies appeared from the fan, and then turned into phantoms the size of a bowl, hanging three feet above her head.

Against the shadow of the peony, Zuo Ling'er is like a fairy of flowers.