After Liu Yicang's words finished, the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate was silent.

Is this a broken-up, should I be forced?

A trip to Langcheng opened Zhao Yang's horizon and made him know the boundless and vast world of practice outside Qingkong Mountain.

Before going to Talangcheng, Zhao Yang did not know that the sects in the world were divided into nine grades, nor did he know the gaps and rights between each grade.

But after he upgraded the sect to the ninth level, he realized why the Ming Yao Sect was so transcendent in Yulan Mountain.

In addition to its strength, there is also a gap of rights and interests between various enrolled sects and non-enrolled sects.

A ninth-grade sect will not be investigated as long as it takes action for no reason or destroys a non-grade sect.

"You have lost all the masters of Qingyun Sect. Now you can't even get into the ninth grade, right? A sect that is not ranked, who will give you the courage to go against my ninth grade Changfu Tower?" Liu Yicang's face showed a proud look and his eyes swept across the surroundings. No one dared to look at him.

That's right.

Changfulou only focuses on business on weekdays, so everyone ignores its strength?

Harmony makes money does not mean that you can be bullied!

"Master Zhao, since you said you want to make a fortune with me, Changfulou, then hand over the magic weapon to my Changfulou, and your trade fair will be held by me, Changfulou."

Liu Yicang smiled grimly on his face, and his spiritual power slowly expanded: "If not, I will regard your previous words as a provocation of a non-grade sect against the ninth grade sect."

Provoke the ninth-grade sect!

Looking at the spiritual long stick magic weapon, Liu Yicang was moved.

In order to maintain the majesty of the ninth-grade sect, no one would say that it would destroy a sect that is not in the right place?

In this way, if you show your strength, it may be better for Changfulou's business in the future?

This time, the onlookers were a little silent.

Changfulou's position at this time had changed, which was completely different from the previous feeling of finding Qingyun Sect to fight against local tyrants and divide the land.

Most practitioners still need to have some face.

"My nephew, I'm afraid this matter cannot be done well." Yang Yuanshan stepped forward and stood beside Zhao Yang and whispered.

Although Zhao Yang has strong combat power, he is not the opponent of the foundation-building monk after all. Yang Yuanshan stepped forward to protect him.

"Yang Yuanshan, your Huolin Sect is going to be an enemy of the ninth-grade sect?" Liu Yicang looked at Yang Yuanshan, his face full of coldness.

Yang Yuanshan remained silent.

"You have to think clearly about the consequences of doing this." Liu Yicang snorted coldly again and threatened with words.

"Ninth-grade sect?" Zhao Yang said with a strange expression.

"Haha, you haven't been the sect leader for a long time. I'm afraid you don't even know that the sects of the world are divided into ninth grades, right?" Liu Yicang laughed and pointed at Zhao Yang and said, "Yes, your Qingyun Sect is not at all, so how big is in the world--"

Halfway through his words, his eyes widened, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

Outside the entire Qingyun Sect, there was a sound of breathing in.

"You mean, this ninth-grade sect?"

Zhao Yang held a golden token in his hand, and the token inspired the golden word "Qingyun". Above the two words, there is a mysterious word "王" drawn with quaint patterns.

Nine-grade sect!

Qingyun Sect is a ninth-grade sect!

Nine-grade sects have never appeared on Qingkong Mountain, because the spiritual veins of Qingkong Mountain cannot provide foundation-building cultivators.

Without foundation-building cultivators, where can the ninth-grade sect come from?

But the sect leader’s order cannot be faked, and the big word “华” cannot be faked.

"Qingyun Sect, when did it become a ninth-grade sect?" Zuo Lun stood behind Zhao Yang and said in surprise.

"When I went to Talang City to report this time, I did some tasks by the way. If I accidentally became a ninth rank, the sect became a ninth rank." Zhao Yang said with a smile.

By accident, the sect became a ninth grade...

Whose sect has not worked hard for several generations to improve the sect level?

Which company does not have the foundation and work hard for the ninth grade title?

Under the entire Changhe County rule, hundreds of sects who can enter the ninth grade are only thirty-one. No, there are now thirty-two families...

A sour meaning spread quietly.

"Hmph, let's see!" Liu Yicang couldn't hold back his face anymore, and he swayed his sleeves and turned around and left.

Although Changfu Tower received 7,500 spirit stones this time, his face and reputation were ruined, and he paid far more than he gained.

"Shopkeeper Liu, remember to cooperate." Zhao Yang put away the token and said with a long smile.

"Friends of Taoism, my Qingyun Sect opens the mountain gate and accepts disciples in three days. You must help promote it." When Changfu Tower and Shanyue Pavilion left in shame, Zhao Yang bowed and said to the surroundings.

Accept disciples?

Many people's eyes lit up.

The Qingyun Sect had lost all the masters before and was almost unable to hold on. It was only now that it was time to open the secret realm and enter the ninth grade again.

Looking at this momentum, the future is promising!

Even if you can't get in, it's good to have a relationship with relatives, friends, old friends and children.

"Don't worry, Master Zhao, we will definitely promote this matter."

"Yes, with Master Zhao here in Qingyun Sect, it must be thriving. I will go back and send my child here."

"My old friend has a son, and he is very talented. I will try it tomorrow."

...

In the back mountain of Qingyun Sect, in the small pavilion by the Bishui Lake, there are a few side dishes and a jar of good wine.

"Thank you for extending your help today. Zhao Yang is here to respect you." Standing up, Zhao Yang raised his glass to Yang Yuanshan, Jia Changhe and others and said.

"It should be, it should be."

"Is it necessary to say about the character of Sect Master Zhao? I have no choice but to do so."

...

In a blink of an eye, Qingyun Sect is already a ninth-grade sect. What he does today has suddenly gained the friendship of a ninth-grade sect. This business can be considered profitable.

"Senior Brother, this is the medicinal food I have learned these days." Zuo Ling'er, who followed the chef, pointed to the several medicinal foods he served.

"Medicinal food?" Jia Changhe said in surprise: "That is the only one that the Chinese pharmacists have taught!"

"Haha, my junior sister is skillful, you can taste this medicinal food and taste it authentic." Zhao Yang knew that Zuo Ling'er had been quite hardworking in the game world recently, so he naturally praised it at this time.

Several people served it in small bowls. The medicinal food was not only fragrant, but also very sweet when it was in the mouth, and it was not as difficult as I imagined.

"It's not only moisturizing the meridians, but also seem to be able to pure spiritual power. Junior sister, you are not far from a real pharmacist!" After taking a bite, Zhao Yang gave a thumbs up and said.

Others tasted and nodded.

This medicinal food is indeed magical.

Zuo Ling'er's little face was filled with joy, and bowed to everyone, and then prepared other dishes with the cook.

Zuo Lun and others gave Zhao Yang a look of "You are so lucky", and Zhao Yang laughed again.

"Nephew, why did you upgrade the sect to the ninth grade when you go out?" Yang Yuanshan asked with a mouthful of mouth.

When he asked, everyone else looked at Zhao Yang curiously.

Not far away, Zuo Ling'er also pricked up her ears, wanting to hear what was going on.
Chapter completed!