Martial Arts: Begin a Life Simulator

　　Xuan Tianzi's first reaction was that Han Tian broke through again. .

Chapter 224

　　Han Tian, ​​like him, was trapped for hundreds of years in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment.

　　And the last time Xuanjizi and his party attacked the Qingyang Sect, they were stopped by Han Tian.

　　"Ancestor."

　　The disciples watched their ancestors get angry for a while, and no one dared to speak up.

　　A few more clever disciples immediately went to report the news of the ancestor's exit to the elders.

　　Several elders in the Shangxuan Sect in the conference hall were discussing matters. One day, the ancestors of his family finally left the customs, and they all galloped over from a distance with flying swords.

　　The three elders who were still alive in Shangxuanzong respectfully fell in front of Xuan Tianzi, all bowed their heads and waited for Xuan Tianzi to exhort him.

　　The name of the tyrant Xuan Tianzi has a long history in the Xuanzong.

　　"Second, tell me, what's going on?"

　　Looking at the three elders standing in front of him, Xuan Tianzi snorted coldly and looked at Xuan Zhenzi, who was on the side: "Tell the truth, don't be biased."

　　"Six months ago..."

　　. . . . . .

　　evening.

　　Qingyang Sect.

　　In the Skull Valley, the bonfire swayed.

　　"We haven't eaten together for a long time."

　　Ling Qinger threw a piece of wood into the fire, and the top of the fire was roasting the legs of the fat beast.

　　Under the action of the charcoal fire, the meat of the spirit beast has been roasted to a golden color, and it has begun to sizzle with oil.

　　Handing a dagger to Lin Jingzhe, Ling Qinger quietly squatted aside and watched Lin Jingzhe brush seasonings for the barbecue.

　　When Lin Jingzhe was just able to walk by himself, Ling Qinger would often take him into the jungle of Qingyang Sect to hunt at Lin Jingzhe's request.

　　Every time the prey he hunted, Lin Jingzhe handled it.

　　At the very beginning, Ling Qing'er had also robbed Lin Jingzhe of roasting the prey.

　　But after she ate the food that Lin Jingzhe baked, Ling Qinger completely fell in love with the food that Lin Jingzhe baked.

　　As long as Lin Jingzhe was around, Ling Qinger never roasted any prey again.

　　In Ling Qing'er's view, what she bakes is a waste of ingredients.

　　"this is for you〃.."

　　Lin Jingzhe took a washed leaf, cut off a piece of roasted meat and handed it to Ling Qinger.

　　For the past six months, he has been busy arranging the formation, and hardly ever had dinner with Ling Qinger.

　　In fact, after the situation of Qingyang Sect gradually improved because of the spiritual pressure gauge that Lin Jingzhe made.

　　The Qingyang Sect bought a large number of bigu pills and came back.

　　However, Lin Jingzhe rarely chooses Bigu Pill.

　　From Lin Jingzhe's point of view, the desire to eat is one of the few pleasures he has outside of cultivating the Tao.

　　If conditions permit, Lin Jingzhe will choose to make food by himself.

　　"Junior brother, I heard that the ancestors of Shangxuanzong are very powerful."

　　"If he breaks through to the Golden Core cultivation level, the Qingyang Sect will be in danger."

　　After taking the barbecue handed over by Lin Jingzhe, Ling Qinger shoved the barbecue into her mouth before letting it cool down.

　　The extremely delicious taste of the barbecued meat made Ling Qinger narrow her eyes slightly.

　　After completely eating the barbecued meat in her mouth, Ling Qinger looked at the stars in the sky, she couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Take me to escape, I will go wherever Junior Brother goes."

　　"rest assured."

　　Seeing Ling Qinger's brows slightly wrinkled, Lin Jingzhe smiled slightly, cut off a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

　　After inquiring about the ancestors of Shangxuan Zong who was in seclusion, Lin Jingzhe had already started to make various preparations.

　　With a slight smile at Ling Qinger, Lin Jingzhe said lightly, "I won't put myself and Qingyang Sect at risk."

　　"Actually, I think it's boring to seek longevity."

　　Hearing Lin Jingzhe's words, Ling Qinger nodded, and she took a sip of the tea handed over by the little skeleton on the side.

　　Then he stood up, walked to Lin Jingzhe's side and sat down: "There are people who fight back and forth, but how many people can really seek longevity?"

　　"Why are you still feeling sentimental, Senior Sister?"

　　Hearing Ling Qinger's words, Lin Jingzhe couldn't help but be slightly taken aback. In his impression, Ling Qinger was always a carefree little girl.

　　As a practitioner, she has never even done such a thing as murder.

　　"Kabakaba..."

　　Skull No. 44, who was sitting on top of a stone, listened to the conversation between the two suspiciously.

　　Sometimes it tilted its head to look at Ling Qinger, and sometimes it looked at Lin Jingzhe.

　　Being completely unable to understand the conversation between the two, it could only make a slightly helpless voice on the side.

　　"I'm just sighing."

　　"If possible, I would like to be an ordinary person even more."

　　In fact, Ling Qinger does not have much desire for longevity.

　　After experiencing the death of Lin Jingzhe's parents, the Qingyang Sect was almost wiped out.

　　And after seeing the regrettable death of the ancestor of Qingyang Sect, Ling Qinger felt more and more that longevity had no meaning.

　　What she hopes more is to live happily with Lin Jingzhe's parents and Lin Jingzhe as before.

　　Lingqing'er will also feel very happy if she spends her life like this.

　　In Ling Qing'er's view, family is more important than cultivation.

　　That's why she persuaded Lin Jingzhe to take her to escape, instead of staying in Qingyang Sect to face the imminent crisis.

　　"¨¨Does Senior Sister really think so?"

　　Lin Jingzhe stood up from where he was standing. He and Ling Qinger had slightly different views.

　　The former Lin Jingzhe also thought like this.

　　But then Lin Jingzhe realized that there are more possibilities for the meaning of life.

　　Love is only a small part of it.

　　After having the golden finger, Lin Jingzhe can pursue more things than ordinary people.

　　He can do whatever he wants, or work hard in the direction of what he wants to do.

　　So even if Lin Jingzhe knew that this time the ancestor of Shangxuanzong broke through to the Jindan cultivation base, it might put him in a desperate situation.

　　But Lin Jingzhe was never afraid.

　　"If Senior Sister really wants to be an ordinary person."

　　"When we have everything over, I will take my senior sister to the secular world and experience a secular life."

　　Walking to Ling Qing'er's side, Ling Jing Zhe gently patted him on her shoulder and smiled faintly.

　　After his parents left this world completely, Lin Jingzhe was in this world, and in fact, Ling Qinger was the only relative left.

　　So for Ling Qinger's little wish, Lin Jingzhe would naturally find a way to help her achieve it.

　　"Junior brother, are you telling the truth?"

　　Hearing Lin Jingzhe's words, Ling Qinger couldn't help but feel another sore nose.

　　Tears welled up in his eyes again. .

Chapter 225

　　one year later.

　　The Hall of Prayer for Heaven of Emperor Xuanzong.

　　"Xuan Zhenzi, the head of Shangxuanzong, prayed to God."

　　"I pray that God will allow me to achieve the position of the middle sect of Xuanzong."

　　...

　　On a tall court, Xuan Zhenzi, the new head of the Xuanzong Sect, looked solemn and solemn.

　　Holding the Lingyu, he knelt on the high platform and looked up at the sky.

　　This year, since the Supreme Elder Xuan Tianzi of Emperor Xuanzong left the customs.

　　After discussion, many elders decided to let go of some grievances and grievances with Qingyang Sect first.

　　Focus on the promotion of the sect to the middle sect.

　　In their opinion, as long as the Upper Xuanzong can be promoted to a middle-level sect, then Han Tian, ​​the ancestor of the Qingyang Sect, is still alive.

　　In front of Shangxuanzong, who has become a middle-class sect, he will also become a chicken and a dog.

　　Although revenge is refreshing, it will inevitably slow down the progress of the promotion of the upper Xuanzong to the middle sect.

　　"bye!"

　　Following the head of the Shangxuan Sect, Xuan Zhenzi finished his prayers, and he shouted loudly in a white robe.