Chapter 3 Another Genius
Pei Xuanjing sat in the room with an ugly expression. He did not choose the reward immediately, but was carefully thinking about the results of this simulation.
This simulation is completely different from the last one, and many changes have taken place in the trajectory of life.
Perhaps it is because of the initial change, because he has been a ninth-level warrior since he was sixteen years old, so his life trajectory has also changed since then, and he is no longer just immersed in hard work.
But the final result did not seem to have changed. Pei Xuanjing died at the hands of that group of thieves again, and this was without him taking the initiative.
For ninth-level warriors, it is not that difficult to obtain wealth, but why would a group of people with the ability to surround and kill eighth-level warriors be willing to become thieves?
Pei Xuanjing frowned. This group of thieves seemed to have become a hurdle in his life.
But this matter is still far away, so don’t be too anxious, there is still enough time to prepare.
After putting aside this idea, Pei Xuanjing once again set his sights on this simulation reward.
After pondering for a moment, he chose the first option, the martial arts realm.
After making his choice, Pei Xuanjing immediately felt that the qi and blood in his body began to flow rapidly, driven by the inner qi.
The muscles and veins all over his body were in pain like tearing as the inner energy flowed. The pain made his face begin to twist, but he still clenched his teeth tightly and did not make any sound. His huge body began to tremble, his forehead was sweating, and his body was exuding a thick white mist.
The rising sun rises in the east.
Pei Xuanjing's body slowly began to calm down. He slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and quickly came to the backyard of the Taoist temple. He stood in front of a wooden pile, lunged forward, and clenched his fist to punch out .
Boom!
The three-foot-thick wooden stake was actually punched through by him, revealing a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl.
The symbol of an eighth-level warrior: the tendons are stretched like strings, the fascia of the whole body is tightened like bowstrings, strong contraction, explosive power is fierce, and the body is agile.
Pei Xuanjing smiled. With his current explosive power, even if he does not use any martial arts, unless he is a ninth-level warrior with natural divine power and horizontal training, he can not use any martial arts. Suppressed by a sheer burst of force.
After turning around the room, washing up, and changing into another robe, Pei Xuanjing summoned a man in his forties.
The man’s surname was Xu. His name had not been mentioned for a long time. People who knew him called him Lao Xu. He was responsible for some purchasing matters in the temple.
"Master, you are out of seclusion." Lao Xu greeted Pei Xuanjing with a smile on his face.
Pei Xuan nodded at the scenic spot, "I have been in retreat for some time. Are there any lively things in the city recently?"
Hearing the visitor's inquiry, Lao Xu thought about it and immediately thought It seems to be the most widely circulated thing in the city now.
"I heard that a Qilin'er from the Zhang family in the east of the city has already shown extraordinary talent at the age of ten. Just a few days ago when you were in retreat, the Qilin'er from the Zhang family was sent by Iron Palm One of the elders came under his sect. I also heard someone say," Lao Xu paused and looked at Pei Xuanjing, as if he was hesitant to speak.
Pei Xuanjing guessed a little, and then motioned to the other party, "Continue, it doesn't matter."
"Some people say that the other party's talent is higher than yours, and he is estimated to be able to break through to the ninth level warrior at the age of fifteen." Old Xu said with some indignation, "I think those people are just jealous. They are really bragging. He is a member of the Zhang family. Even a child is worthy of comparing with you, the master of the temple.”
For Lao Xu, everything he puts is in the concept of longevity, and he belongs to the people who are tied to the interests of the concept of longevity.
Although his master is young, he is already a ninth-grade warrior. This is a rare existence in the entire small town, so he is naturally honored. So when he heard someone belittle Pei Xuanjing, he would naturally defend him instinctively.
“Well, I understand, you go and do your work first!”
Pei Xuanjing sent Lao Xu away and sat there alone, lost in thought.
Iron Palm Faction!
The first-class sect in the world is famous throughout the Northwest Road, with countless masters in the sect.
However, compared to those top sects, even for 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, with four or five generations of disciples.
But just thirty years ago, the originally ordinary Iron Palm sent an extremely talented genius, Tie Qianshan, to practice the "Iron Palm Technique" inherited by the Iron Palm sect to great perfection, and then introduced the new. , to the next level.
At this point, there is an "invincible iron palm" Tie Qianshan in the world. A pair of fleshy palms can destroy metal and iron. He is known as the "strongest" among all martial arts schools and is famous in the northwest. .
It is said that this person had already entered the third level of the ninth level of martial arts twenty years ago and began to change his life. Now that twenty years have passed, I don't know where my skill has reached.
Compared to the Iron Palm Sect, which dominates the northwest road and can almost be the guests of the state pastor, the small town where Pei Xuanjing is located is just a place of mud.
With such a strong backing, it’s no wonder that the Zhang Family Club wants to monopolize one side.
Pei Xuanjing smiled. If he doesn't need these things by then, then why not give them to him in order not to make him hostile?
But if the other party's behavior blocks his way, even if the Zhang family can gain the support of the Iron Palm Sect, so what!
There are some things that you can give to yourself, but the other party cannot take.
With the simulator in hand, Pei Xuanjing had the confidence to refuse, even if the opponent was backed by the Iron Palm faction that dominated the northwest.
Throwing these things behind him, Pei Xuanjing calmed down his mind, picked up the manuscript and read it again.
【If a Dao Yun item is found, should it be refined? 】
"yes".
As one of the two most popular people in the small town today, Pei Xuanjing surprised everyone. He still studies and practices martial arts in the temple every day and rarely shows his face outside.
His actions made people who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to build a relationship or have ulterior motives to test the depths feel helpless.
As his strength improved, Pei Xuanjing discovered that the Dao Yun he needed next time was as high as five hundred points.
So, he left everything behind and sat quietly in the Temple of Immortality, reading and practicing martial arts, watching the flowers fade and bloom, and autumn came and winter passed.
Five months passed by in a flash, and on this day, Pei Xuanjing finally accumulated enough Tao Yun.
[Daoyun: 514 points. 】
【Do you want to use a life simulator? To use it once, you need to consume 500 Daoyun points. 】
Pei Xuanjing chose ‘yes’ without any hesitation.
(End of this chapter)