The Sims: I Create a Fairy Way For All Beings

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

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

Perhaps it was because of the initial change, because he was already a ninth-rank martial artist since he was sixteen, so his life trajectory has changed since then, and he is no longer blindly burying himself in hard work.

But the final result didn't seem to change, Pei Xuanjing died again at the hands of that group of thieves, and it was when he didn't take the initiative to take action.

For ninth-rank warriors, it is not so difficult to get money, but why would a group of people with the ability to besiege and kill eighth-rank warriors be willing to be bandits?

Pei Xuanjing frowned, this gang of thieves 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 aside this thought, Pei Xuanjing once again set his sights on this simulation reward.

After pondering for a while, he still chose the first item, Martial Dao Realm.

After making the choice, Pei Xuanjing immediately felt the blood in his body start to flow rapidly driven by the inner qi.

The muscles and veins all over his body were in tearing pain during the flow of internal qi, and his face began to distort due to the pain, but he still clenched his teeth tightly without making any sound. His huge body began to tremble, his forehead was sweating, and a dense white mist emitted from his body.

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

Only then did Pei Xuanjing's body begin to calm down slowly. He slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and quickly walked to the backyard of the Taoist temple.

Boom!

The three-foot-thick wooden stake was pierced by his fist, revealing a hole the size of a bowl.

The symbol of the eighth-rank warrior: Tendons are stretched like strings, all the fascias in the whole body are tense like bowstrings, stretching and contracting strongly, explosive power is fierce, and the body is agile.

Pei Xuanjing smiled. With his current explosive power, even if he didn't use any martial skills, except for some ninth-rank warriors who were born with supernatural powers and practiced horizontally, the rest could not use any martial skills. can be suppressed.

After turning around the room, washing up, and changing into a new 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 know him call him Lao Xu, and he is in charge of some purchasing matters in the temple.

"Monastery Master, you have left the customs." Old Xu greeted Pei Xuanjing with a smile on his face.

Pei Xuan nodded, "I've been in seclusion for a while, is there anything lively in the city recently?"

Hearing the Lord's inquiry, Lao Xu thought for a while, and immediately remembered the most widely circulated event in the city.

"I heard that there is a Qilin from the Zhang family in the east of the city, who has already shown extraordinary talent at the age of ten. Just a few days ago when you were in retreat, that Qilin from the Zhang family was accepted by an elder from the Iron Palm sect. I also heard someone say..." Old Xu said here, paused, and looked at Pei Xuanjing, hesitant to speak.

Pei Xuanjing guessed something, and then motioned to the other party, "Continue talking, 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 to the ninth-rank martial artist at the age of fifteen." Old Xu said a little indignantly, "I think those people are just jealous, what a bragging, one of his Zhang family Children are also worthy of comparing with you, the lord."

For Lao Xu, everything he puts on the concept of longevity belongs to the person who is tied to the interests of the concept of longevity.

And although his temple master is young, he is already a ninth-rank martial artist, which is a rare existence in the entire small town, so he is naturally honored.

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

"Well, I see,

Go ahead and get busy! "

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

Iron Palm Pie!

A first-class sect in Jianghu, famous in the entire Northwest Road, with countless masters in the sect.

But not to mention compared to those top schools, even the same first-class schools, 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 been passed down to four or five generations of disciples.

However, just 30 years ago, the ordinary Tiezhang dispatched a talented genius, Tie Qianshan, to practice the "Iron Palm Kungfu" inherited by the Tiezhang School to a great success, and then introduce the old to bring forth new ones to a higher level. .

So far, Tie Qianshan, who is "invincible with iron palms", has been added to the rivers and lakes. A pair of fleshy palms can break metal and iron. .

It is said that twenty years ago, this one had already stepped into the third rank of the ninth rank of martial arts, and began to reborn. Twenty years have passed now, and I don't know how far my skills have reached.

Compared to the Iron Palm sect who ruled across the Northwest Road and could almost be guests of the prefecture, the small town where Pei Xuanjing was located was nothing more than a mere land of mud.

With such a strong backing, it's no wonder that the Zhang family wants to monopolize one side.

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

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

There are some things that one can give, but the other party cannot take away.

Pei Xuanjing, who had a simulator in his hand, had the confidence to refuse, even if the opponent was behind the Iron Palm sect who ruled across the northwest.

Putting these things into the back of his mind, Pei Xuanjing calmed down, picked up the manuscript again and read it.

[Is it refining if the Daoyun item is found? 】

"yes".

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

His actions made those who want to take the opportunity to build a relationship or those who have ulterior motives to try their depth feel a little helpless.

With the improvement of his strength, Pei Xuanjing found that the Dao Yun he needed next time was as high as five hundred points.

So, he left everything behind, sat quietly in the concept of longevity, read books and practiced martial arts, watched flowers fade and bloom, autumn came and winter passed.

Five months passed by 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, you need to consume 500 Dao Yun points. 】

Without the slightest hesitation, Pei Xuanjing chose 'Yes'.