Chapter 3 Another Genius

Pei Xuanjing sat in the room with an ugly expression. He did not choose the reward immediately, but carefully thought 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 was because of the initial change, because he had been a ninth-level warrior since he was sixteen, so his life trajectory had also changed since then, and he was no longer just immersed in hard work.

But the final result didn't seem to change. 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.

However, 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 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 punched out with a fist.

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 stretched like bowstrings, strong contraction, explosive power is fierce, and the body is agile.

Pei Xuanjing smiled. With his current explosive power, even without the use of any martial arts, unless he is a ninth-level warrior with natural divine power and extensive training, the rest can explode without using any martial arts and just rely on pure power. Can be suppressed.

After turning around the room, washing up, and changing into another robe, Pei Xuanjing called over 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 and said, "You have been in seclusion for some time. Are there any lively things happening in the city recently?"

After hearing the visitor's inquiry, Lao Xu thought for a while and immediately remembered one of the most widely circulated things in the city.

"I heard that the Zhang family in the east of the city has a Qilin'er who has already shown extraordinary talent at the age of ten. Just a few days ago when you were in retreat, the Zhang family's Qilin'er was taken in by an elder from the Iron Palm Sect. I also heard someone say," Lao Xu said here, 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. Children are worthy of comparison with you, the viewer.”

For Lao Xu, everything he has pinned on 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 town, so he is naturally honored.

So when he heard someone disparaging 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.

But not to mention 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 new things to a higher 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 Niwan.

With such a strong backing, no wonder the Zhang family 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 be hostile to the other party?

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 person cannot take from you.

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.

Putting these things behind, Pei Xuanjing calmed down and picked up the notebook to read again.

[Found Dao Yun items, do you want to refine them? ]

"Yes".

As one of the two most popular people in the town today, Pei Xuanjing, contrary to everyone's expectations, still reads and practices martial arts in the temple every day, and rarely shows up outside.

His actions made those who wanted to take the opportunity to build relationships or test his depth with ulterior motives feel helpless.

As his strength improved, Pei Xuanjing found that the Dao Yun he needed next time was as high as 500 points.

So, he put everything aside, sat quietly in Changsheng Temple, read books and practiced martial arts, and watched the flowers bloom and fade, and autumn came and winter went.

Five months passed in a flash, and on this day, Pei Xuanjing finally accumulated enough Dao Yun again.

[Dao Yun: 514 points. ]

[Do you want to use the life simulator? Use it once, and you need to consume 500 Dao Yun points. ]

Pei Xuanjing chose "yes" without any hesitation.