Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　A large number of troops of the Daming Kingdom were dispatched from the main world, and began to garrison the site that was seized from the Song Dynasty. The Daming court began to plan to occupy the main world of the Song Dynasty.

　　Of course, as the person who contributed the most to this war, Lin Jingzhe's gains were also huge.

　　Emperor Daming sent all the martial arts secrets seized from the battlefield to Lin Jingzhe's Wangtian Peak.

　　In addition, half of the current Zhenguocheng site was placed under the jurisdiction of Lin Jingzhe's Dao Sect.

　　Of course, in terms of identity, Lin Jingzhe changed again. Emperor Daming did not dare to give Lin Jingzhe a pardon, but set up another institution in Daming Kingdom.

　　Supreme Court.

　　The Supreme Court has a higher status than the royal family, and currently only Lin Jingzhe is the president.

　　Enjoy the enshrinement of the Ming Dynasty and have many privileges.

　　"We're afraid we'll never go back."

　　In the Wangtian Peak Valley, Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, and Xu Zhu were three people, all dressed in handyman clothes, each holding a hoe in their hand, and they were loosening the soil for the herbs.

　　Duan Yu looked at the martial arts masters of the various factions of the Song Dynasty who were also captured in the valley, and he couldn't help but be in a trance.

　　After they were arrested, they were blocked by Lin Jingzhe. Lin Jingzhe didn't know what method he used. After being blocked, they were like ordinary people, and could not use anything at all. Internal strength.

　　He couldn't even pick up some heavy objects. Looking at the huge ants wandering around the valley in the distance, Duan Yu couldn't help sighing: "It's me who has troubled the two brothers."

　　"It's not your fault."

　　"We were arrested because our skills were inferior to others."

　　Holding the hoe in his hand, he got rid of a weed in the ground. When Qiao Feng heard Duan Yu's words, he shook his head: "It is already a very lucky thing to be able to survive."

　　"Yes, let's weed well."

　　"Otherwise, there will be no food to eat at noon."

　　Xu Zhu put his hands together, sighed, picked up the hoe, and then removed the draft. .

Chapter 173

　　Lin Jingzhe stood in the attic, and he could see the scene in the valley clearly.

　　This time, all the martial arts masters in the Tianlong world captured from the battlefield are now planting medicinal herbs in the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines.

　　The reason why Lin Jingzhe didn't kill these people was not because Lin Jingzhe was softhearted, but because these people naturally had reasons and uses for their lives.

　　Not everyone will carry things like martial arts secrets with them, so Lin Jingzhe kept these people behind mainly to use their residual heat, add some labor force to the Great Dao Sect, and contribute some martial arts secrets.

　　In fact, at the current stage of Lin Jingzhe, ordinary martial arts secrets were useless to Lin Jingzhe.

　　Ordinary people whose power has long surpassed him can be said to have reached the innate realm.

　　However, because of the lack of references, Lin Jingzhe didn't know what level he was currently at the innate stage.

　　After finishing everything in Tianlong World this time, Lin Jingzhe was free again.

　　It wasn't like Lin Jingzhe didn't do anything in the past two weeks.

　　After spending some time, Lin Jingzhe taught Qu Feiyan and Yilin the Nameless Breathing Technique. In addition, Lin Jingzhe also admitted a group of good performers to the outer door.

　　The first-generation disciples of the Dao Sect began to officially enter the door to practice.

　　"This is the information sent by the Emperor Daming just now."

　　Ren Yingying came up the stairs at the corner of the attic, and she handed a dense volume to Lin Jingzhe: "It came from the Song Dynasty."

　　'Tianmen? '

　　Opening the secret scroll in his hand, Lin Jingzhe quickly read the news inside.

　　Judging from the information given by Emperor Daming, the trialists mentioned by Ren Yingying came from an organization called Tianmen.

　　That organization seems to have always been in this small world, but they appear less frequently.

　　'It's getting more interesting. '

　　'It seems that this place may not be as simple as the world of martial arts. '

　　Putting away the dense scroll in his hand, Lin Jingzhe couldn't help but think.

　　In the past, he thought that this space should be just a place where the space nodes of a simple low-martial world meet.

　　But judging from all the signs, the previous inference was too one-sided.

　　Thinking of this, Lin Jingzhe explained something to Ren Yingying, and then he returned to his room.

　　No matter how mysterious this place is, the most important thing at the moment is to improve the strength.

　　Only then will it be enough to deal with some unexpected changes.

　　Sitting down cross-legged in the practice room, Lin Jingzhe closed his eyes and directly turned on the system.

　　Life simulator

　　Points: 199950

　　Mall: slightly

　　Warehouse: black iron bow*1, storage space 1 cubic

　　Simulated worlds: "The Tale of the Stone", "Forest of the Giant Beasts", "War in Troubled Times", "Lab [-]", "Strange Arrival", "Clash of Clans"

　　The world has been refreshed: "Battle for the World".

　　"Do you want to start the simulation?"

　　Seeing that the new world had been refreshed, Lin Jingzhe had nothing to deal with. Without any hesitation, Lin Jingzhe directly chose to start the simulation: "Start."

　　"Please choose the world."

　　"Choose Game of Thrones"

　　As Lin Jingzhe made his choice, the system's voice rang again:

　　"The world is chosen, please choose your identity."

　　.

　　"The identity selection is complete, please choose the talent."

　　As in previous lives, Lin Jingzhe made choices one after another according to the system's prompts.

　　After several worlds, Lin Jingzhe figured out one thing, and that is to make full use of the time attribute of his golden finger.

　　In fact, starting to practice from birth, compared to starting halfway, the benefits of various exercises obtained at the end are the highest.

　　After thinking for a while, Lin Jingzhe chose a slightly better identity, the son of a minister with a price point of 3-5.

　　As for talent, Lin Jingzhe chose a recovery talent with a selling price of 5-8 points. This talent could give Lin Jingzhe a natural ability to recover and improve his chances of survival.

　　After all the choices were made, Lin Jingzhe directly chose to start the simulation just like the previous few times.

　　"Game of Thrones is starting.."

　　Soon Lin Jingzhe fell into absolute darkness just like the previous few times.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Master, it's a son."

　　Waking up in a daze, Lin Jingzhe heard a weak voice.

　　Opening his eyes, Lin Jingzhe saw a pale-faced woman with her hair tied in a bun looking at him dotingly.

　　Next to the woman was a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a flowing beard, dressed as a literati.

　　Looking at Lin Jingzhe, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of smiles that could not be concealed: "Laner has worked hard, and gave birth to a unicorn for my Wang family."

　　"The eldest is called Wang Ping, so let's call the second child Wang An."

　　The middle-aged scribe picked up Lin Jingzhe and leaned his face close to Lin Jingzhe's face, he seemed to have remembered something, and showed a trace of concern: "This old man has been open and honest in his life, but the sky is unfair, boss. Born a little silly."

　　"I hope the second child can be safe and sound like a normal person."

　　Hearing the words of the middle-aged scribe, the joy on the woman's face disappeared a little, but then she kicked the middle-aged scribe: "Wang De, what are you talking about."

　　"The eldest is just too kind, and the second is agitated at first glance."

　　"Don't worry ma'am."

　　Seeing that his wife was angry, Wang De put Lin Jingzhe into the baby basket on the side.

　　On the other hand, he apologized to his wife, Chu Xianglan, with a smile on his face: "I don't choose what to say for my husband, and I said the wrong thing."

　　"father."

　　At the door, with a creak, a little boy about four or five years old walked in.

　　He was a little fat and wore coarse clothes, but at this moment, several footprints could be seen on his clothes.

　　"Is he the brother?"

　　The little fat man walked to the cradle where Lin Jingzhe was lying.

　　He tilted his head and looked at Lin Jingzhe who was lying down. He wanted to reach out and touch Lin Jingzhe's face, but when he reached halfway, he saw a lot of dust on his hand, so he retracted his hand again.

　　"Ping'er, come over and show Wei Niang."

　　"Did that little brat from the He family bully you again?"

　　Seeing the footprints on Wang Ping's body, Chu Xianglan, who was half lying on the bed, immediately sat up, her face full of anger: "Let's go and go to the He family for an explanation."

　　"Don't move, madam, don't move madam."

　　Seeing that Chu Xianglan was about to sit up, Wang De, who was on the side, quickly stopped Chu Xianglan: "It's not long since you gave birth, just lie down and go for your husband."

　　"never mind."

　　"Every time you go, you are reasoning with others."

　　Seeing her husband posing to take her son out, Chu Xianglan shook her head: "When did you take advantage of it?".