One mission costs three thousand spirit stones, and the price is really not cheap.

But the person who takes this task is a master at the Jindan realm, and the price of the move is worth this price.

With a divine thought, three thousand spirit stones disappeared directly.

"Released mission: Hire players to kill monsters entrenched in the canyon ahead. After completing the mission, you will be rewarded with 300,000 experience and 2,000 spirit stones."

As this news appeared in Zhao Yang's mind, the Jindan Sword Cultivator on the opposite side also had a look.

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

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

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

Jian Xiu smiled coldly and said, "Do you think I will kill monsters for the sake of the spirit stone?"

Zhao Yang was about to speak, but the sword light flashed in front of him, and the long sword pierced directly into his throat.

However, the murderous sword edge was pressed against Zhao Yang's throat but could not make any progress. A faint light curtain protected Zhao Yang.

"You can't kill me, the Skywalker cannot harm the kind people of the Tianjian Domain." Zhao Yang smiled softly and raised his hand a little.

In an instant, he cut off the sword cultivator'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 permissions as the host of the game platform. As long as he is unhappy, anyone will be kicked out of the game world.

So what about the realm of the golden elixir?

I have the final say in this game world.

Seeing the news of several connected game worlds, Zhao Yang smiled faintly and his body slowly dissipated.

He wanted to leave this powerful sword cultivator there and wait until he wanted him to enter the game world before letting him enter.

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

In this world, everything is up to him.

Anyone who wants to get the opportunity in the game world has to bow his head.

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

If Zhao Yang was still the former, he would not care about the strength of the sect.

In the world of cultivation, many people rely on the power of one person to rampant the world.

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

Such a battle cannot be determined by having strong personal strength.

No matter how powerful a person is, he will always be tired and napping. Moreover, combat power can be measured in many ways.

A powerful magic weapon and a combat tool with huge lethality are all bonuses to combat power.

Only by gaining more wealth and having a strong power behind you can you easily get those treasures.

Isn’t this Ling’er’s wish to expand the sect?

Zhao Yang smiled and slowly fell asleep.

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

Everyone came to the venue early, and more than 30% of the people who came today were coming today than the previous two days.

The reputation of the Qingyun Sect’s trade fair has been revealed in the past two days, and those forces that had not been concerned about have arrived in a hurry.

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

"Zheng Master Zhao, the general of the Tralang City, can he really get a reward of tens of thousands of spirit stones in one battle?" Sitting beside Zhao Yang, Zuo Lun couldn't help but whisper.

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

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

Yesterday, Shu Quan and others' generous spirit of spending a lot of money impressed everyone.

Especially they said that it is really exciting to get the reward of 80,000 spirit stones in a big battle.

In the land of wealth, law, who is not short of spiritual stones in the world of cultivation?

"Haha," Zhao Yang looked around and chuckled, "Brother Zuo, it's not that easy--"

When everyone around him heard Zhao Yang's words, disappointed appeared in their eyes.

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

"A war like this, where you can get rewards of tens of thousands of spirit stones is rare in three or two years." Zhao Yang waved his hand and shook his head and said, "On a small battle they fought, only three or five thousand or eight thousand spirit stones were recorded."

Three or five thousand, eight thousand!

Is this less?

Not to mention three to five thousand, even three to five hundred spirit stones, it is also an incredible income for a group of incomparable sects.

Comparing it, the cultivation level of those military generals is not much higher than their own. It shouldn’t be difficult to change the military achievements they can get, right?

Immediately, a look of longing appeared in the eyes of many people around Zhao Yang.

I was moved.

Han Yu pondered for a moment and whispered: "Zhengmaster Zhao, I don't know about joining the army..." "Oh, that easy thing is that the county magistrate's office in the city of Langcheng has a yamen dedicated to this matter." Zhao Yang said directly.

"By the way, the military achievements are not only exchanged for spirit stones and treasures, but also used to improve the sect level and exchange for meritorious military positions." Zhao Yang pointed at himself and said, "My Qingyun Sect is not only a ninth-grade sect, but also a ninth-grade military captain."

Military post!

Zhao Yang actually has a military position!

No wonder the group of military generals are brothers and brothers to him. It turns out that he really has the meaning of charity with them!

If I had a military position, wouldn’t I be able to have the Changhe County Magistrate’s Office as my backer like Zhao Yang?

Zhao Yang turned his face calmly, and he didn't seem to see the brighter and brighter eyes of everyone around him.

Well, I have done everything I can do and said what I can say. It would be better to concentrate on watching Ling'er host the trade fair.

"Ling'er welcomes seniors and fellow Taoists from afar." Zuo Ling'er looked at Sifang with a smile on her face and gave a light salute.

"There are also supporters of all seniors, which will make this trade fair more beautiful. The elders will help you all, so that there will be a wide range of items at the trade fair. Ling'er thanks you here." After saying that, she bowed generously again.

Today, Zuo Ling'er was wearing a light red dress, with a faint spiritual energy between her eyebrows and eyes, as if she was a banished immortal, and a trace of innocence among the immortal spirits.

It turns out that experience makes people grow the most. Before she knew it, she was already standing on the platform and swaying freely.

Zhao Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were facing Zuo Ling'er who had just turned his head over. The two looked at each other with a smile, with a feeling of emotion.

"Today's first trading item, a medium-grade magic weapon, a jade bone iron-faced fan." Nodded slightly, Zuo Ling'er's palm flashed, and a jade fracture fan more than one foot long appeared.

"Wow—"

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

"boom--"

Zuo Ling'er waved her arm lightly, and dozens of peonies appeared from the fan surface, then turned into a phantom as big as a bowl, hanging three feet above her head.
Chapter completed!