Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　Small world, heartland.

　　A verdant mountain peaks straight into the sky.

　　This mountain is so high that the top of the mountain cannot be seen at all, and it is completely hidden in the clouds just halfway up the mountain.

　　From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the only thing you can see is a layer of white clouds.

　　In addition to the clouds, there are also some huge white cranes and birds that fly down from the clouds from time to time.

　　"Father, more and more people are gathering now."

　　Duan Tianya, the No. [-] Tianzi of Hulong Villa, came from a distance with a long knife in his hand. He watched Hou Zhu, the god of iron bravery, who was waiting in place, ignoring him. There was some worry in his tone.

　　This time, the Shenlong Villa collectively dispatched to this event and met many martial arts masters along the way.

　　This also made Duan Tianya realize that he was a frog at the bottom of the well.

　　But the only good thing is that although there are more and more people from different worlds in the martial arts gathering, everyone still maintains a relatively peaceful state of getting along.

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　　Although there was inevitably some friction between them, there was no real war in the real sense.

　　"Let Haitang and the others come back."

　　Zhu ignored and glanced up at the towering mountain beside him.

　　He had mixed feelings in his heart.

　　For decades, after he imprisoned Gu Santong, he always thought that his kung fu was already the best in the world.

　　But in less than a year, he saw the great change between heaven and earth, and finally entered this world.

　　He slowly learned about the powerhouses in other worlds, such as Xiongba, Zhang Sanfeng, Yaoyue and so on.

　　And after entering this world, Zhu ignores and can feel that his martial arts cultivation, which has been stagnant for many years, begins to grow again.

 …  

　　On the one hand he was happy, on the other hand he was worried.

　　He considers himself not to be an extremely talented person.

　　Otherwise, it would not have been overwhelmed by the ancient three links for many years.

　　So Zhu Ignore fully knows that even if he is very strong now, it may not be long before those extremely talented people enter this world, and they will become the top masters that he has to look up to.

　　Therefore, with this layer of worry, he originally only regarded his adopted sons and adopted daughters as tools that he used to obtain more benefits.

　　Start thinking about how to tie your subordinates to the things around you.

　　"Follow your orders, foster father."

　　Hearing Zhu Ignore's order, Duan Tianya clasped his fist at Zhu Ignore and left.

　　In order to find out the news this time, after coming to the foot of this high mountain, the people of Hulong Villa scattered out.

　　In the past few days, he has also inquired about some things that interest him.

　　For example, Ximen Chuixue, and Ye Gucheng, these swordsmen are all existences that he is extremely interested in.

　　Duan Tianya decided that no matter what, this time he came here to play against these amazing people.

　　'I don't know if I can find that guy? '

　　Walking fast on the mountain trail, Duan Tianya thought about the right and wrong of running without a trace since he came here.

　　Shaking his head, Duan Tianya decided to inform Shangguan Haitang first, and then go to find the right and wrong.

　　Two people looking for it is always much faster than him alone.Xi.

Chapter 202

　　three days later.

　　Town country city.

　　"I hope you all take care this time."

　　"Your safety is not only your personal safety, but also the safety of our Ming Dynasty."

　　Outside Zhenguo City, Ma Pingchuan watched Lin Jingzhe, Dongfang Invincible and other martial arts masters mount their horses with worry and melancholy on their faces.

　　This time, a group of martial arts masters decided to go to the central area to participate in the conference.

　　When they walked like this, the top-level combat power of Zhenguocheng was almost completely lost.

　　As a general guarding the frontier, how can Ma Pingchuan feel at ease?

　　As information continued to be gathered during this period of time, Ma Pingchuan gradually understood how dangerous the world was.

　　It is entirely possible that armies from other worlds will appear on the outskirts of the town at any time.

　　"please."

　　Although he was worried in his heart, Ma Pingchuan also knew that he could not stop this matter.

　　Holding his fists solemnly towards the many martial artists, Ma Pingchuan squeezed out a smile: "Be sure to return safely."

　　"Don't worry, General Ma, we will come back alive."

　　Looking at Ma Pingchuan's wry smile, Lin Jingzhe smiled slightly, hundreds of thousands of people had gathered outside the city at this moment.

　　In the crowd, Lin Jingzhe saw Qu Feiyan, Yilin, and Ren Yingying who had agreed to send him off.

　　This time to the central area, Lin Jingzhe was the leader of everyone.

　　It's not that Lin Jingzhe wanted to be the team leader, but because no one dared to be the team leader when Lin Jingzhe was there, they collectively asked Lin Jingzhe to be the leader.

　　Even a arrogant person like Dongfang Invincible could only bow his head when facing Lin Jingzhe.

　　"Guarding the adults Wan'an!"

　　"Guarding the adults Wan'an!"

　　.

　　Seeing Lin Jingzhe turn his horse's head on the road, the hundreds of thousands of people who had gathered at the gate of the city began to shout in unison.

　　Lin Jingzhe blocked the menacing enemies in the entire town of Zhenguo in battles one after another.

　　In the hearts of the people of the Ming Dynasty, Lin Jingzhe was their patron saint.

　　Knowing that they couldn't do anything for Lin Jingzhe, they could only offer their own insignificant wishes.

　　The voices of the people were very messy at first, but with the shouts of wishes, the voices of the people gradually converged into one.

　　At first, only the hundreds of thousands of people who came to the city gate were shouting, but as the sound spread into the city.

　　The voices of millions of people in the entire Zhenguocheng resounded.

　　The deafening sound shot straight to Xiao Han, directly dispersing the clouds in the sky.

　　"It would be great if one day we could become people like Shizun."

　　Lin Pingzhi and many disciples of Dao Sect were standing in the crowd at this moment.

　　Hearing the shouts of the people, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but cheer up.

　　He couldn't help but yearn for the day when he could be like Lin Jingzhe and be admired by everyone.

　　. . . . . .

　　"Has he set off again?"

　　Dao Zong Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

　　Wang Yuyan is sorting out all kinds of martial arts secrets in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

　　Suddenly, the deafening cries of Yamashita resounded.

　　Wang Yuyan couldn't help but put down the book in her hand and went to the window of the attic to read.

　　As she stayed in the Dao Sect for longer, Wang Yuyan's feelings for Lin Jingzhe gradually became complicated.

　　If it is said that in the earliest days, she was resentful towards Lin Jingzhe.

　　Now, most of those resentments have disappeared, and a lot of reverence has been added.

　　In such a big world, everyone has a different position, at least in Wang Yuyan's view, Lin Jingzhe didn't do anything wrong in his position.

　　If it wasn't for the fact that they used to be hostile, Wang Yuyan even felt that she could become friends with Lin Jingzhe.

　　In other words, she longed to be friends with someone like Lin Jingzhe.

　　"Maybe it would be a good thing to spend a lifetime in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion."

　　Wang Yuyan looked at the pass outside Zhenguo City, and watched the back of Lin Jingzhe leading the crowd to disappear gradually.

　　She has completely given up her plan to leave here.

　　She also already knew about the last war, her cousin Murong Fu was beaten to death by Lin Jingzhe.

　　Although Wang Yuyan was depressed for a day when she heard the news, she found that she was not as sad as she thought.

　　That's because she later learned that her cousin had always wanted to restore the country and never cared whether she was dead or alive.

　　. . . . . .

　　"It would be great if we could also go to that event together."

　　In the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines.

　　Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, and Xu Zhu were watering the herbs in the field.

　　Although they were prisoners, apart from the fact that they had no freedom, the news was not blocked...  

　　Regarding the martial arts conference held in the central area, they also knew from the mouths of the handymen disciples of the Great Dao Sect.

　　Just thinking about the gathering of warriors from different worlds to compete against each other, Qiao Feng felt a sense of pride in his heart.

　　But when he thought about the situation of the three of them now, he couldn't help shaking his head: "It's a pity that I don't have the chance to see those heroes."

　　"Then we will accumulate more contribution points."