Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

The Spirit Power in the body is fully blessed to the flying boat.

Bai Ling Fairy's flying boat turned into a stream of light, and soon disappeared into the sky. The direction she galloped away was the endless demon realm.

. . . . . . .

Two months later.

Qingyangzong.

Skeleton Canyon.

"Brother."

Lin Jingzhe's wicker chair is carved with arrays.

Ling Qing'er on one side uses a small charcoal stove to make tea for Lin Jingzhe.

Pour some Lingcha from the small wooden pot, Ling Qinger smiled lightly: "I personally fry it, you can taste it."

While talking to Lin Jingzhe, Ling Qinger fluently brewed a cup of Ling tea.

This year, I went out with Lin Jingzhe and traveled through the world. Ling Qing'er has been in charge of Lin Jingzhe's daily life.

Compared to before, the two have become more and more tacit.

"tastes good."

Putting down the array in his hand, Lin Jingzhe picked up the tea and took a sip.

The entrance is slightly bitter, and the mouth is full of sweetness after swallowing.

Speaking of this spiritual tea, it was Lin Jingzhe transplanted from the former Sect of Shangxuanzong.

Nowadays in Qingyang Sect, in addition to the spiritual medicine garden, there are also a large number of spiritual tea gardens.

The area of ​​the entire Sect is exactly twice as large as before.

Knowing that Lin Jingzhe likes to drink tea, Ling Qing'er pays special attention to the transplanted Ling tea.

I have to take care of it almost whenever I have time.

Traveling outside this year, she would send back letters from time to time to let the disciples in Sect take good care of those spiritual tea trees.

"It would be great if we could continue to live like this forever."

Seeing Lin Jingzhe finish drinking the tea, Ling Qinger smiled sweetly.

During the two months when the two came back, every day has been extremely simple.

Although they are both immortal cultivators, their life is the same as that of ordinary mortals.

Work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

In addition to practicing every day, Ling Qing'er also watered the flowers planted by the two people's house.

Feed the cranes, talk to Lin Jingzhe, cook for Lin Jingzhe.

Although it seems that such a life is boring, but Ling Qing'er feels very happy.

"Why started talking nonsense again."

Watching while talking and looking at own Ling Qing'er in a daze, Lin Jingzhe smiled and said, "As long as you don't feel annoying, we can always do this."

"Um."

Ling Qing'er nodded heavily.

In the past two months, Lin Jingzhe seems to be the same as usual.

However, Ling Qing'er can see that Lin Jingzhe has always been on his mind.

Why can't I help Lin Jingzhe? Ling Qinger had to take good care of Lin Jingzhe and do what he could for Lin Jingzhe.

‘Is it a barrier? ’

After drinking tea, Lin Jingzhe then carved the pan in his hand.

A month ago, a woman dressed in white once brought a message.

It is said that in order to deal with the invasion of the demon clan, after many big Sects have negotiated, they will build an isolation zone outside the endless demon realm.

And Qingyangzong is just above this isolation belt.

The so-called quarantine zone is actually completely killing all the creatures in this area.

In order to achieve the function of isolating the demons.

But in Lin Jingzhe's view, this so-called isolation zone is nothing more than those big forces seeking comfort in their hearts.

If the Demon Race really came, such an isolation zone would be completely unable to stop the Demon Race from advancing.

It can only make the increase of Demon Race's strength less insignificant.

Because the demons can rely on swallowing other races to replicate the talents of that race and other things.

As long as they swallow enough species, they can become an almost invincible existence.

However, around the endless demons, there are mostly mundane countries and some small Sects.

Therefore, even if it is swallowed by the demons, the final impact is very limited, which can be found in various materials that Lin Jingzhe has consulted.

Those powerful demons disdain to swallow ordinary humans.

In that catastrophe 40,000 years ago, the only catastrophe in the world was because of being affected by the battle between the demons and the immortal world.

There is no record of the Mozu directly attacking ordinary secular countries.

In the eyes of the Mozu, the view of secular humans may be as if humans viewed mice.

It may be very annoying, but it would not choose to eat it.

However, a group of Sects headed by the Tianji Sect were trying to annihilate the small Sects and secular countries in the entire endless demon realm, which was obviously illogical.

He didn't take the life and death of these hundreds of millions of creatures in his heart at all.

‘Do they have other intentions? ’

Thinking about this, Lin Jingzhe couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Even he can figure out how reasonable this matter is, but the hundreds of other Sects in the world of immortality are collectively choosing to default.

In Lin Jingzhe's view, this is exactly what the hundreds of Sects have negotiated a long time ago.

"Sister, let's move out of here."

After Lin Jingzhe thought for a while, he made the decision to leave this area.

Since it is listed as a quarantine zone, although I don't know what those people will do.

But one thing Lin Jingzhe is certain is that it is no longer safe here.

Although it was hard work to build the Qingyang Sect to its present appearance, Lin Jingzhe knew it.

In front of those big forces, today's Qingyang Sect is still a small force.

Although Lin Jingzhe did not see a trace of anger on his face, there was a dangerous light in his slightly squinted eyes.

. . . . . .

"Devil Lord, it is not easy for us to come from the Demon Realm."

"Why does the demon master stop us from entering the world of cultivating immortals?"

In the Endless Demon Territory, beside a pitch-black forest, a huge demons with a height of more than ten meters is gnawing on a cultivator who is holding in his hand.

In front of the Demon Race known as the Demon Lord, there are more than a dozen smaller Demon Races standing respectfully.

"Not in a hurry."

A few mouthfuls swallowed a cultivator into his stomach, and the demon Lord Shiva cracked his mouth full of blood.

His voice was full of laziness: "This time we are going to play a big one."

For the demons, many creatures in the demons have lost their effect on them.

For a demons, devouring different races is their fastest way to grow.

This is why Shiva usually sends his own hand in order to pass through the gaps in the world.

His body is too powerful to escape the monitoring of Heavenly Dao in this world.

This time, the reason why he didn't choose to shoot any of them.

That's because Shiva is mostly waiting for more masters to come, and the rebirth pool he casts using the secret method of the demon clan, now it will take some time before the concentration of demon energy can reach the level of use. .

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