Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

80 Lingshi, the Sheriff's Mansion wants it!
The one who said this was Li Wenxuan, the Chief Bookkeeper of the Changhe County Town Guard Mansion.

80 spirit stones, none of the sects present can take out at once.

No one dared to challenge the majesty of Changhe County Sheriff's Mansion.

Obviously, this super treasure is prepared for the Sheriff's Mansion.

The reason why Zhao Yang was able to invite the master master was to use this treasure as bait.

The reason why this trade fair can be completed so smoothly is precisely because of the platforms of the Talang City military and Changhe County Master Book.Otherwise, there will be some moths in it, how can it be completed so lightly.

Everyone in the audience looked at the top-grade magic weapon exuding a depressing aura. When this treasure reappeared, it would be earth-shattering.

"Everyone, is there a price increase?" Zhao Yang smiled lightly, looked at Sifang and said loudly.

How is it possible to increase the price!

Li Wenxuan's bid of 80 spirit stones is entirely to show that he is bound to win the battle axe.

Not to mention that there is no family with such a wealth, but if they can really get 80 spirit stones, who would dare to bid against the sheriff's mansion?
Zhao Yang asked three times in a row, but there was no response from below. He smiled on his face: "Since no one raised the price, then Zhao will announce it. Congratulations——"

"Wait!"

At this moment, Zhao Yang's words were interrupted by a soft shout from the back of the venue.

There is a bid!

Someone dared to speak up and bid with Changhe County Sheriff's Mansion!
Zhao Yang raised his head in astonishment, no one in the field expected that someone would make a sound at this time, they all turned around and looked behind.

At the very end of the venue, a young man in brocade clothes stood up with a gloomy expression.

This person is surrounded by five good-looking female cultivators who are on the fifth or sixth level of Qi refining. One of them is holding a radiant folding fan in his hand, which is the jade-bone iron-faced fan that was sold earlier.

Seeing that everyone was looking over, the young man waved his hand, and the female cultivators around him got out of the way, and he strode forward with a white-haired old man behind him.

Zhao Yang looked at the young man with a strange look in his eyes.

This person shouldn't be very old, but his cultivation level doesn't tell.

Zhao Yang's cultivation level is not low at this time, he can't even tell that the opponent's cultivation level is at least the ninth level of Qi Refining, or even - Foundation Establishment!
Looking up at the old man behind this person again, Zhao Yang was shocked.

Although this person was not surrounded by thick spiritual power, but just now people dared not look directly at him, as if it was a volcano that could erupt at any time.

Zhao Yang only felt this feeling when Li Wenxuan broke through his cultivation base.

A mid-stage Foundation Establishment expert who has just broken through!
What kind of character, the entourage is a master in the middle stage of foundation establishment?

Zhao Yang turned his head unconsciously, and at the window of the upper box, Li Wenxuan also looked down solemnly.

The young man and the old man climbed onto the high platform, the young man stared at the battle ax hanging in the air, with a greedy look on his face.

"It's really good. I didn't expect it to come so early as to come across such a treasure." The young man said with a smile, as if this battle ax was already in his pocket.

"Did you hear that, since my son likes it, why don't you put it away?" The old man standing behind the young man glanced at Zhao Yang and shouted in a low voice.

keep it?
This is an extremely high-quality magic weapon that even the county guard's mansion bids for 80 spirit stones!
What is the identity of this person, who actually disregarded the rules of the trade fair and asked for treasures directly.

"Huh, I don't know where you come from. If you bid in a proper manner and your financial resources are not as good as others, I will admit Li. But if you are so presumptuous, don't you think too much of me, Changhe County?" Zhao Yang Without opening his mouth, Li Wenxuan said with an unhappy expression.

This person asked Zhao Yang for the battle ax in public, but he simply didn't take him seriously.

"Hehe, Master Li, this is a family matter of my Qingyun Immortal Sect, do you want to meddle in it?" The young man standing in front of Zhao Yang suddenly raised his head, looked at Li Wenxuan, and said with a smile on his face.

Qingyun Immortal Gate!

It's the Qingyun Immortal Gate!
The seventh-rank sect, the main sect of the Qingyun sect.

It was also Qingyun Xianmen who sent that letter.

Hearing the name of Qingyun Xianmen, many people in the audience showed shock on their faces.

Some cultivators who knew Qingyun Xianmen began to whisper to the people around them about the prestige of this seventh-rank sect.

Li Wenxuan was taken aback for a moment, then fell silent for a moment, and did not speak again.

Zhao Yang's eyes flashed, and he fixed his eyes on the young man's eyes.

"The messenger of Qingyun Xianmen?" The young man did not answer, but looked Zhao Yang up and down. After a while, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled slightly: "What a lucky boy."

This tone, this gesture, is entirely a superior who has become interested in a certain junior.

"Zhao Yang, standing in front of you is Mr. Zheng Hui, the inspector of the three counties of Qingyun Immortal Gate, why don't you come forward and bow down?" The white-haired old man behind the young man glanced at Zhao Yang and shouted proudly.

The inspector of the three counties?
Seeing that Zhao Yang seemed to be at a loss, the old man said in a deep voice: "Young Master Zheng Hui is the inspector of the Immortal Sect, responsible for the inspection and assessment of the lower courts of Changhe, Luohe, and Baishui counties."

Looking at Zhao Yang, the old man had a cold expression on his face: "Mr. Zheng Hui has the right to remove his name from the Lower Court. Do you want Qing Yunzong to be removed from Xianmen?"

Right to delist!
Zhao Yang's face changed slowly, looking at Zheng Hui who was still smiling, he paused word by word: "That letter?"

"Hehe, that letter." The smile on Zheng Hui's face was even stronger, and he said pointedly: "Without that letter, how could you have everything you have now?"

It's really him!

Zhao Yang fantasized about what the person who wrote that letter and asked Qing Yunzong for five Breakthrough Pills looked like, or he was humble, just holding a chicken feather as an arrow; .

He never imagined that the well-dressed and well-cultivated young master in front of him would ask Qing Yunzong for five Breakthrough Pills.

"The five breaking realm pills are really what you want?" Zhao Yang couldn't help it, frowning.

"It's useless for me to ask for that thing, but I just accepted five maidservants in Baishui County." Zheng Hui shook his head lightly and said, "By the way, it's also a test. I don't mind if I can't even take out a few broken pills." Remove Qing Yunzong."

For the sake of the five maidservants, he asked for five Breakthrough Pills.

Then Qing Yunzong's high-level elite came out and died for the five pills.

Sad?
Zhao Yang felt a chill in his heart, this is the world of practice.

For the high-level world, your best efforts are just so ridiculous.

"warehouse--"

"You killed my father!"

There was a sword cry and a mournful cry.

Zuo Ling'er unsheathed his long sword, flew out, and stabbed Zheng Hui's throat with his sword.

"That's right, that's right, it's just that the cultivation level is a bit weak." Zheng Hui's face remained unchanged, his eyes were full of light, and when he lifted his finger, a wave of spiritual power turned into a sharp edge and held Zuo Ling'er's long sword against it.

The huge gap in cultivation level cannot be made up by Zuo Linger's shallow sword intent comprehended by everyone.

"Dare to attack the envoy of the emperor, little girl, are you impatient?" The white-haired old man stepped forward, looked at Zuo Ling'er and shouted in a deep voice.