Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

The return of Zhao Yang, the God of War, immediately set off a frenzy in the territory of the Dayu Dynasty.

The remaining soldiers scattered in various places all came to Changhe County by coincidence.

The Iron Armored Dragon Army, which had already been dispersed, also turned around and headed for Changhe County.

As for Zhenhaiwei, who was guarding the Lancang River, he had already contacted Qingyunzong directly, and He Shuangchi and others also came to Qingyunzong overnight.

"Brother Zhao, here is the list that Tang Junhou needs." After Zhao Yang received the excited-looking military academy like Zhenhaiwei, He Shuangchi handed a list to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang made a casual move and browsed briefly.

There are ten medium-grade magic weapons and one hundred low-grade magic weapons. This Tang Ziyi really dares to speak.

Zhao Yang had to admit that Tang Ziyi was a hero.

The news of the Zhongzhou army's advance reached him, and he immediately broke with the Yinling Tomb.

When the Yinling Tomb came to attack, he directly led Lingyun Sword Sect to intervene.

Anyway, after some operations, not only did he not lose his strength, but he also gained a good reputation.

With a little spiritual power on Zhao Yang's fingertips, the list was reduced to ashes.

"I'll talk about Tang Junhou's matter later, we brothers haven't met for a long time, and we won't return today if we don't get drunk!" Zhao Yang waved his hand, and a group of Qingyun Sect disciples came up with all kinds of melons, fruits and fine wine.

Zhao Yang personally invited Li Hao, the governor of Changhe County, and his son, and then Wan Xu from the Lingyun Sword Sect and Liu Bao from the Feiyun Sword Sect carefully came to the banquet.

As for Qingyun Xianmen, when Zhao Yang returned, he left quietly.

Originally, Zuo Ling'er and Luo Ziyu still had a love affair, and Qingyun Xianmen also had a large number of low-level disciples practicing in the secret realm of Qingyunzong.

But with Zheng Hengyan present at this time, if the people from Qingyun Immortal Sect dared to stay, they might not be beheaded immediately.

Zuo Ling'er's ruthlessness in breaking the arms of those Jindan cultivators under the Lingyun Sword Sect before was not a joke.

Coupled with the fact that Zhao Yang's imperial envoy, a thousand-foot iron-clad giant, killed dozens of golden pills with one punch, the people of Qingyun Immortal Sect were scared out of their wits.

In the side hall of the Qingyun School, Zhao Yang and Zuo Ling'er naturally sat side by side at the top, and Li Hao and others all lived on the left and right.

Throughout the banquet, Zhao Yang mentioned a few young geniuses emerging from Zhongzhou in recent years from time to time, sometimes talked about the war in the Southern Wilderness, and commented on several sects in the Northern Territory.

Others are fine, but Liu Bao has been sitting on pins and needles, with a stiff face.

He is Hong Yuanzi's confidant disciple, and he is very clear about the rise of his sect and master.

Everything is bestowed by His Holiness.

When accepting the task this time, Hong Yuanzi guessed that there might be someone on Dayu's side who was favored by the Venerable.

This coincides with the fact that Hong Yuanzi met Xianyuan in the territory of Dayu.

But Liu Bao never imagined that this place is not a person favored by the Venerable, but the incarnation of the Venerable.

Especially the ambiguity between the Venerable and Zuo Ling'er, the acting suzerain of Qingyun Sect, made him have to consider how to deal with it.

After the banquet, Zhao Yang asked Li Hao to continue to manage and organize the practitioners outside the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate. As for the Feiyun Sword Sect, they would stay at Qingyun Sect as guards temporarily.

To put it bluntly, with them here, those sects under the Lingyun Sword Sect would not be able to fight Qiufeng.

As for He Shuangchi and the others, Zhao Yang bestowed many treasures, but he didn't give anything Tang Ziyi wanted.

Zhao Yang called He Shuangchi aside alone, and gave some instructions in a low voice.

He Shuangchi's eyebrows were beaming when he heard it, and he couldn't help nodding.

When He Shuangchi and the others left, Li Wenxuan bowed his hands to Zhao Yang and Zuo Ling'er, with an eager look on his face: "Sect Master Zhao, where are Yuzhu and Jinse now?"

Zhao Yang turned his head to look at Zuo Linger.

Zuo Ling'er nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the three fell into the secret realm.

The place where the three of them landed was a valley, surrounded by mountains, which covered the place, and they couldn't see it unless they approached.

"Sect Master, Sue Master!" A figure galloped forward, first saluted Zuo Ling'er, and when he saw Zhao Yang, the man let out a low cry with excitement.

Zhao Yang saw that this was an old disciple of Qingyun Sect. At this time, his cultivation base was actually in the late stage of foundation establishment, with abundant spiritual power and stable spirit.

"The suzerain is coming—"

The disciple couldn't help shouting.

"Shhhhh-"

Numerous figures came galloping, one by one at a rapid speed, all of them were built on the foundation.

Zhao Yang's spiritual thoughts swept away, and he was slightly taken aback.

There are tens of thousands of monks here, and the lowest level is the middle stage of foundation establishment.

This is Zuo Linger's greatest reliance, right?
He turned to look at Zuo Ling'er, and saw a sly smile on the little girl's face.

Zhao Yang sighed softly, and brushed the little girl's soft hair with his hand.

Zuo Ling'er trembled all over, her eyes turned red.

"Master, Master—"

Two pink figures flashed, and they had already arrived in front of Zuo Ling'er.

Zhao Yang looked up and saw that the two little girls, Jinse, carved in pink and jade, had grown a lot taller.

The key is that his spiritual power is fluctuating, and he is also in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Ten-year-old middle foundation establishment!
Li Wenxuan also felt his daughter's realm, with a look of surprise and confusion on his face.

This is a bit beyond his cognition.

How many years did it take him to practice to the middle stage of foundation establishment?
"Bai Yicheng pays respects to the Sovereign!"

With an excited expression on his face, Bai Yicheng bowed down to Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang stretched out his hand to support him, seeing Bai Yicheng who had condensed the golden core, but only suppressed it with the help of this world, he felt extremely sighed in his heart.

There are few geniuses in the practice world, but there is no shortage of hardworking people.

Like Bai Yicheng, if they are given an excellent cultivation environment, they will be able to improve quickly.

Zhao Yang himself is suppressing his power at this moment, waiting for an opportunity. In terms of spiritual power cultivation alone, it is only a complete foundation.

It took Bai Yicheng more than two years to achieve Jindan. This speed, even with the help of the game world, is not too slow.

Following Zuo Ling'er's inspection of the base, Zhao Yang's eyes were wide open.

Zuo Ling'er sent all potential disciples in the sect here in the name of missions.

Here, she not only asked these disciples to kill monsters and level up every day, but also used medicinal food as a guide to help them practice.

In just two years, nearly a hundred golden elixirs have been created, and the others are all in the middle and late stages of foundation establishment.

These practitioners form a battle formation, and they don't lack magic weapons. Their combat power is no weaker than that of a million troops.

It's just that the upper limit of this world is not high, which gradually restricts the cultivation of these disciples.

Standing side by side with Zuo Linger on the hillside, Zhao Yang pondered for a while and said, "Since this secret realm doesn't have much effect on them, it can let them go to another secret realm."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to Zuo Linger and said, "Give me the secret treasure, and I will unlock the restriction of another layer of secret realm. From now on, this secret realm will belong to you alone, Linger."

Zuo Ling'er reached out and took out a piece of light green jade pendant that shone with aura, and held it in her hand.

"Brother, in fact, there is no secret treasure at all, right?"

Zhao Yang was taken aback by Zuo Linger's words.

Zuo Ling'er took a step forward, raised her head, and the little girl who was only half a head shorter than Zhao Yang moved her face closer to Zhao Yang's.

"Outside you are just a phantom, but here, you are real, right?"

"I--"

Zhao Yang's words were blocked by warm lips.