The Sims: I Create a Fairy Way For All Beings

The Temple of Longevity at night is very quiet, and under the swaying lights, the empty main hall looks a bit quiet.

Pei Xuanjing sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the old gentleman's statue, his eyes slightly closed, and the ancient pine-patterned sword was placed on the ground in front of him.

At this moment, a black shadow fell silently from the wall outside the hall.

The man in black identified the direction, came outside the main hall, gently opened the door, and saw Pei Xuanjing sitting with his back to the door.

"You came."

With his back to the door, Pei Xuanjing spoke abruptly.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of the masked man in black, "Do you know who I am?"

Pei Xuanjing picked up the ancient pine-patterned sword, stood up from the futon, turned around, with a smile on his face, "Dare to ask Patriarch Zhang to visit late at night, what's your business?"

The person who came was Zhang Yi's family's idea, and besides Pei Xuanjing, another eighth-rank martial artist from this border town.

Zhang Zhiyi, who was masked in black, didn't care if his identity was exposed, "Don't you already know the purpose of my coming?"

The purpose of his coming tonight was to kill Pei Xuanjing.

Although Zhang Zhiyi relied on the resources bestowed by the Iron Palm Sect to break through to the eighth rank, he also knew that he was not young, and that he was at this level in this life, and he would never have the chance to break through.

On the other hand, Pei Xuanjing, a warrior who broke through to the ninth rank at the age of sixteen, was only slightly inferior to his son who joined the Iron Palm sect in talent. Once he gave him time, he would definitely threaten the interests of the Zhang family in the future.

What's more, the concept of longevity occupies a large share of interests in this city, and it is also a major obstacle to the rise of the Zhang family.

It can be said that no matter from which point of view, killing Pei Xuanjing is a beneficial and harmless move for the Zhang family.

"It seems that there is nothing to talk about." Pei Xuanjing also wanted to understand that the conflict between the two was almost irreconcilable.

What's more, he didn't forget that in the last Sims life, even if he chose to settle the matter, the other party would not willingly give up the benefits he got.

After finishing speaking, the ancient Songwen sword in Pei Xuanjing's hand came out of its sheath with a clang, and he stomped his feet suddenly, his whole body was as fast as lightning, and only slashed at Zhang Zhiyi.

"Um!"

Zhang Zhiyi didn't expect Pei Xuanjing to make such a decisive move, and his complexion changed drastically. He pulled out the long knife from his waist, and rushed to meet it.

Just as soon as they fought, Zhang Zhiyi suddenly felt bad.

Because he discovered that the other party was not the ninth-rank martial artist that was rumored outside, but an eighth-rank warrior just like himself. What's more, the opponent seems to have mastered a sword technique of Soul Melting and Penetrating Realm.

This son is invincible.

Zhang Zhiyi suddenly changed his mind about cutting grass and roots, and while parrying, he said, "Why does Guanzhu Pei do this, since you are also an eighth-rank warrior. Then why don't you join hands with my Zhang family, and you and I will share this city!"

Pei Xuanjing didn't answer, but his sword moves were a little bit fiercer, with murderous intentions everywhere.

Zhang Zhiyi felt the other party's extremely strong killing intent, although he felt great hatred, he could only force himself to speak with a smile, half to persuade, half to threaten.

"Why do you need to live here with the talent of the temple master? Not long ago, my son worshiped an elder of the Iron Palm sect as his master. If the temple master is willing, I would like to introduce you to an elder of the Iron Palm sect..."

Hearing the other party mention the son who joined the Iron Palm Sect, and then thinking about his own experience in Sims, Pei Xuanjing's murderous intent became a little bit stronger.

After several moves, Pei Xuanjing slashed Zhang Zhiyi's throat with his sword, and the opponent died from anger.

Before Zhang Zhiyi died, he stared at Pei Xuanjing with unwilling eyes, full of despair and unwillingness.

He didn't expect that he had just broken through to the eighth-rank martial artist, and he would die since then before he could enjoy it in the future.

He was even more afraid of what kind of monster he would provoke the Zhang family.

Pei Xuanjing didn't care what Zhang Zhiyi thought.

He wiped off the blood on the Songwen Ancient Sword, and then called Old Xu.

Old Xu naturally knew the head of the Zhang family,

Knowing that the opponent is also a warrior who has just broken through to the eighth rank.

Although he was curious about how the other party would appear here, he was still beheaded by the viewer.

But seeing the serious expression of the temple master, Lao Xu just silently obeyed the temple master's order, dragged the body of the Zhang Family Patriarch to the back mountain of the Changsheng Temple, and dug a hole casually to bury it.

"Hey, I'm afraid this is the most wronged eighth-rank warrior who died in the history of the city!"

Looking at the Patriarch of the Zhang Family who had just been buried by him, Old Xu let out a sigh of relief.

In the next few days.

Don't mention Lao Xu's sigh, just say that the patriarch of this family has obtained the resources of the Iron Palm Sect and is about to break through the period of eighth-rank warriors. Although no one mentions it on the surface, all the forces that should know secretly know it.

When Zhang Zhiyi died quietly in the concept of longevity, it caused a lot of waves, and the Zhang family was the most horrified.

Many elders in the Zhang family knew about the fact that Zhang Zhiyi broke through to rank eight martial artist and came to assassinate Pei Xuanjing that day.

But when there was no news from the head of the family, Pei Xuanjing, the master of the Temple of Longevity, was reading books and practicing martial arts in the temple as always, which undoubtedly did not make the elders of the Zhang family terrified. Immediately changed the strategy, and even sent many elite children away to avoid the crisis temporarily in order to prevent retaliation.

Although Pei Xuanjing killed Zhang Zhiyi, he knew that he could not threaten him too much now, after all, there was an Iron Palm faction behind him occupying the Northwest Road.

In the days that followed, he continued to refine letters to accumulate dao rhyme, and did not choose to show his face in public.

Another half a year passed by in a flash, and on this day, Pei Xuanjing once again accumulated enough dao rhymes.

[Dao Yun: 532 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'.

[Fifty Dao, Forty-nine Tianyan, go to one of them! Therefore, everything in the world has a glimmer of life! 】

Seventeen years old: The Patriarch of the Zhang family, who has broken through to the eighth-rank martial artist, wanted to attack and kill you at night, but you killed him instead.

A few months later, you found that hard work was useless, and this small town was of no help to your cultivation after all, so you decided to leave.

Twenty years old: After leaving Xiaocheng, relying on the strength of an eighth-rank warrior, after more than two years of training, and relying on your swordsmanship to master the realm, you have also gained a lot of fame, and you are called a genius.

At this moment, there was news that a blessed land in a secret realm was born, and at the instigation of some friends, you went with them.

Three months later, you walked out of the blessed land of the secret realm. Although you survived, you were still terrified.

You didn't expect that such a fierce struggle would take place in the blessed land of the secret realm this time. All kinds of powerful geniuses came in an endless stream. In order to compete for that strange object, they fought each other.

Although you didn't get the strange item, you survived by luck, and obtained a bottle of Human Yuan Great Pill and a lot of goods from a dead warrior.

Twenty-four years old: With the help of that bottle of Renyuan Great Pill and those goods, you finally cultivated the "Yimu Jue" to the third level and promoted to a seventh-rank warrior.

Twenty-five years old: You, a seventh-rank martial artist, offended a young genius during an expedition with your friends. The other party easily defeated you. You were seriously injured and your foundation was damaged.

Twenty-eight years old: You haven't found a way to treat your injuries, and it's hard for you to improve your martial arts. You feel disheartened, and you feel like leaving here and returning to the concept of longevity.

But on the way back, you encountered robbers who robbed you. Although you tried your best to avoid it, you still had conflicts and were eventually killed by robbers.

[This life is over. 】