MTL - The Sims: I Create a Fairy Way For All Beings-Chapter 3 another genius

Pei Xuanjing sat in the room with an ugly face. He did not choose a reward immediately, but was carefully thinking about the result of this simulation.

The simulation this time is completely different from the last one, and the trajectory of life has undergone many changes.

Perhaps it was because of the initial change, because he had been a ninth-rank martial artist since he was sixteen, so his life trajectory has also changed since then, and he is no longer blindly immersed in ascetic cultivation.

But the final result doesn't seem to have changed, Pei Xuanjing died again under the gang of thieves, and it was without him taking the initiative.

For ninth-rank warriors, it is not so difficult to obtain wealth, but why would a group of people with the ability to surround and kill eighth-rank warriors willingly become bandits?

Pei Xuanjing frowned, this group of bandits seemed to be a hurdle in his life.

But this matter is still far away, don't worry too much, there is still enough time to prepare.

After putting this thought aside, Pei Xuanjing once again set his sights on this simulation reward.

After pondering for a while, he still chose the first item, the martial arts realm.

After making the choice, Pei Xuanjing immediately felt that the body's qi and blood began to flow rapidly, driven by the inner qi.

The muscles and veins in the whole body were in tear-like pain during the flow of internal energy. The pain made his face begin to twist, but he still clenched his teeth and made no sound. The huge body began to tremble, the forehead was sweating, and the body exuded a dense white mist.

The morning sun rises, the sun rises in the east.

Only then did Pei Xuanjing's body slowly calm down. He slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and walked quickly to the backyard of the Taoist Temple. Standing in front of a wooden stake, he lunged forward and punched out with his fist.

Boom!

The three-foot-thick wooden stake was smashed through by his punch, revealing a hole the size of the mouth of a bowl.

The symbol of the eighth-rank martial artist: the tendons are taut like strings, the fascia of the whole body are taut like a bowstring, the expansion and contraction are strong, the explosive strength is fierce, and the body is agile.

Pei Xuanjing smiled, with his current explosive power, even if he didn't use any martial arts, unless it was a ninth-rank martial artist with innate divine power and horizontal training, the rest could not use any martial arts, just burst out with pure power. can be suppressed.

After returning to the room, washing up, and changing into a robe, Pei Xuanjing summoned a man in his forties.

The man's surname is Xu, and his name has not been mentioned for a long time. People who are familiar with him call him Lao Xu, who is responsible for some purchasing matters in the temple.

"Guanzhu, you are out." Lao Xu greeted Pei Xuanjing with a smile on his face.

Pei Xuan nodded, "I've been in retreat for some time, is there anything lively in the city recently?"

Hearing the question from the spectator, Lao Xu thought about it, and immediately remembered one of the most widely circulated events in the city.

"I heard that there is a Qilin'er from the Zhang family in the east of the city, and he has already shown extraordinary talent at the age of ten. Just a few days ago, when you were in retreat, the Qilin'er of the Zhang family was admitted to the door by an elder sent by Iron Palm. I also heard someone say..." Lao Xu said here, paused, and looked at Pei Xuanjing with a look of hesitating to speak.

Pei Xuanjing guessed something, then gestured to the other party, "Go ahead, it's okay."

"Some people say that the other party's talent is higher than yours, and it is estimated that he can break through the ninth-rank martial artist at the age of fifteen." Lao Xu said a little indignantly, "I think those people are jealous, really bragging, he is one of the Zhang family. Children are also worthy of being compared with you, the watcher."

For Lao Xu, his everything is pinned on the concept of longevity, and he belongs to those who are tied to the interests of the concept of longevity.

And although his spectator is young, he is already a ninth-rank martial artist. This is a rare existence in the entire small town, which naturally makes him proud.

So when he heard someone belittle Pei Xuanjing, he would naturally defend it instinctively.

"Well, I see, you go to work first!"

Pei Xuanjing sent Lao Xu away and sat there alone, lost in thought.

Iron Palms!

The first-class sect in the rivers and lakes is famous throughout the Northwest Road, and there are countless masters in the sect.

But not to mention that compared to those top sects, even those of the same first-class sects, the inheritance time is also very short. So far, the Iron Palm Sect has only been established for more than a hundred years, and it has passed down its disciples to four or five generations.

However, just 30 years ago, the ordinary Iron Palm sent a genius Tie Qianshan, who was extremely talented, to cultivate the "Iron Palm Art" inherited from the Iron Palm School to the highest level. .

At this point, there is another Tie Qianshan who is "invincible with iron palms" in the rivers and lakes, but a pair of fleshy palms can destroy gold and break iron. He is known as the "strongest" among all martial arts schools, and is famous in the Northwest Road. .

It is said that this one had already stepped into the third rank of the ninth rank of martial arts twenty years ago, and began to exchange blood and reborn. Now that twenty years have passed~www.novelbuddy.com~ I don't know how far my skill has reached.

Compared with the Iron Palm faction, which is based on the Northwest Road and can almost be a guest of the state pastoral seat, the small town where Pei Xuanjing is located is only a mere place of mud.

With such a strong backer, it is no wonder that the Zhang family has the idea of ​​monopolizing one side.

Pei Xuanjing smiled, if he didn't need these things at that time, then in order not to betray the other party, why not give them?

But if the other party's behavior blocks his way, even if the Zhang family has the support of the Iron Palm faction, so what!

Some things, you can give yourself, but the other party can't take it.

Pei Xuanjing, who had the simulator in his hand, had the confidence to refuse, even if the other party was behind the Iron Palm faction that occupied the northwest.

Leaving these things behind, Pei Xuanjing calmed down, picked up the manuscript again and read it.

[Discovered Dao Yun items, are they refined? 】

"Yes".

As one of the two most popular people in the small town today, Pei Xuanjing went beyond everyone's expectations. He still read and practiced martial arts in the temple every day, and rarely showed up outside.

His actions made those who wanted to take the opportunity to build a relationship or have ulterior motives to test the depths of their feelings a little helpless.

With the improvement of his strength, Pei Xuanjing discovered that the Dao rhyme he needed for the next time was as high as 500 points.

So, he left everything behind, sat in the view of longevity, read and practiced martial arts, watched the flowers fade and bloom, and the autumn and winter come and go.

Five months passed in a flash, and on this day, Pei Xuanjing finally accumulated enough Dao rhyme again.

[Dao Yun: 514 points. 】

[Do you use a life simulator? To use it once, it needs to consume 500 Dao Yun points. 】

Pei Xuanjing chose 'Yes' without any hesitation.