Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

However, now that the formation and the things for arranging the formation have been prepared, Lin Jingzhe will naturally start to arrange it.

Let Qingyang Sect not have any protection ability.

"Junior Brother."

Ling Qing'er heard Lin Jingzhe's instructions, she hesitated for a while, and then stayed where she was.

She looked around and saw that there were no disciples around, and then she spoke: "If you really want to leave Qingyang Sect, I won't blame you."

"But when the time comes, you must remember to bring me."

After saying what she wanted to say, Ling Qing'er felt her whole body relaxed.

Originally frowning, a faint smile appeared on her face, although the two were not related by blood.

But Ling Qing'er has always regarded Lin Jingzhe as his own relative.

The ancestor sits down, and the Qingyang Sect declines.

With Lin Jingzhe's talent, he can be worshipped as a more powerful Sect.

This is much stronger than taking them with a group of disciples who are not strong, but talented but not talented.

So Ling Qing'er would rather Lin Jingzhe make his own decision instead of staying with them in the Qingyang Sect, a place that might be attacked again at any time.

"Go, go."

Lin Jingzhe couldn't help but smile when he looked at Ling Qing'er's surreptitious appearance.

In fact, it is not that Lin Jingzhe has never thought of leaving Qingyang Sect and joining a Cultivation School.

But after thinking about it, Lin Jingzhe gave up.

Not to mention that he has cultivated the Cultivation Technique of the Qingyang Sect, it is already difficult to replace the Cultivation Technique.

In addition, if he joins other sects, he needs to swear allegiance to Sect, and he will be taken away a bit of life and soul.

Lin Jingzhe does not want to do such a thing by taking his own destiny in the hands of others.

So after thinking about it, Lin Jingzhe decided to stay in Qingyangzong.

Although this place has fallen, but at any rate he is the head, not to mention freedom, and no matter how the Qingyang Sect has fallen, there is a complete set of inheritance of his own.

In addition, the disciples in Sect also know their roots, and this is the safest place in the perilous world of immortality.

Joining other Sect does not say whether he can learn something, I am afraid that he has no background, it is not easy to survive.

"Um."

Seeing Lin Jingzhe waved his hand and refused, Ling Qinger stopped staying.

She nodded heavily, and then left quickly. Lin Jingzhe's inaction at the departure made Ling Qing'er quite happy.

Although she also hopes that Lin Jingzhe can get better development.

But no matter what Qingyangzong said, he was Sect who grew up since he was a child.

It has a very special meaning for Ling Qing'er.

Therefore, Ling Qing'er is naturally very happy to be able to stay with Lin Jingzhe.

. . . . . .

"So, the ancestor of the Qingyang Sect is probably dead?"

Shangxuanzong.

Inside a magnificent Great Hall.

Xuan Ji, the head of Shang Xuanzong, looked at the disciple who came to report the news, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

In the past few years, Shangxuanzong has gained a lot of benefits in the battle with Qingyangzong.

Had it not been for the Sect who attacked the Qingyang Sect last time, the ancestor of the Qingyang Sect had come out to stop him, I am afraid that the Qingyang Sect had already become an affiliated Sect of the Shangxuan Sect.

After returning, Xuan Jizi had been thinking about taking the Qingyang Sect completely.

Secretly, he kept sending people to stare at Qingyangzong's every move.

Now that the disciple responsible for inquiring about the news came back, he finally brought back good news.

"Reported to the head, I led someone to arrest a disciple of the Qingyang Sect."

"Using some Illusion Art methods, I found out the secret that the ancestor of Qingyang Sect had been dead for a long time."

A young man with a smile on his face looked at Xuan Jizi respectfully.

This time they actually arrested two Qingyang Sect disciples. At the beginning, he thought he could get the news out with a trick.

But I didn't expect that the Qingyang Sect disciple would not be moved at all.

Seeing that the temptation didn't work, he naturally started torture, but in the end, the disciple would rather be beaten to death by him, and didn't say a word.

The second time they arrested another disciple.

This time I hired a Daoist who is good at Illusion Art, and only then did they get the information they wanted to ask.

"Let everyone Elder come here."

"When that old guy dies, I see who else can stop me from going to Xuanzong."

Xuan Jizi stroked his white beard, and he is now more than two hundred in the middle stage of the Foundation Building.

Although the distance is limited, there is still a lot of time, but there is not much time.

If he can't break through again, it's just a matter of time.

So over the years, he has been thinking of ways to expand Sect.

Only by obtaining enough huge resources can he have the opportunity to refine the Medicine Pill for breaking the boundary.

Soon, several Elders of the Shang Xuanzong were gathered by Xuan Jizi.

In fact, from Xuan Jizi's point of view, once Han Tian died, the entire Qingyang Sect had become a treasure for them to go to Xuanzong.

However, it is not only their Shangxuanzong family who are interested in Qingyangzong.

It is not difficult to ban the Qingyang Sect, but if you want to ban it, you can smoothly overstep it.

Moreover, it is much more complicated to save the place of Qingyang Sect in the end.

Therefore, it needs to be well planned.

. . . . . .

evening.

The sun in the west was already half leaning against the hills.

More than 300 disciples of Qingyang Sect were busy in the mountains and forests.

They were walking around with some simple refining formations in their hands.

"Head."

"All the disciples have been in place as you said."

Lin Jingzhe stood on a large bluestone, and a fat young man trot over and reported to Lin Jingzhe: "Please tell the disciples what you will do next."

"Buried the base."

After taking a close look at the positions of the people in the forest, Lin Jingzhe gave the order after confirming that it was correct.

Hearing Lin Jingzhe's words, the young man nodded solemnly.

Then he shouted to the people standing everywhere: "The head has an order, let's get down!"

Soon, after the words of the youth fell.

The disciples who had been standing on the spot buried the formation in their hands.

"Raise!"

Closing his eyes, a small tree with eleven leaves in Lin Jingzhe exudes a pale green light.

Lin Jingzhe let out a low drink, and a gust of wind slowly began to appear in the woods where there was no movement.

Soon the wind grew stronger and stronger, and finally the whole forest seemed to shake.

The woods that were still clearly visible began to slowly be shrouded in heavy fog.

In a short time.

The entire Qingyang Sect was completely covered by dense fog.

But from a distance, it was impossible to see any difference between Qingyangzong and before. .

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