The Sims, My Alien Path

After an hour of running, Ling Tian finally reached the top of Baiyan Mountain. Standing on the majestic mountain top, Ling Tian couldn't help but take a deep breath and feel the fresh air on the top of the mountain.

White clouds rolled around, and the golden light of the sun fell on the sea of ​​clouds, as if there was a golden palace between heaven and earth. The mountains in the distance were rolling and shrouded in mist, looming, like a fairyland.

The wind on the top of the mountain whistled past, bringing a fresh and cool breath, blowing Ling Tian's hair. Ling Tian stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the earth, and a heroic feeling surged in his heart.

"What a Baiyan Mountain!" Ling Tian exclaimed softly, "Such a magnificent scenery can only be nurtured between heaven and earth. When I have cultivated successfully, I will definitely travel around the world and see all the beautiful scenery in the world!"

Then, Ling Tian began to look for the thousand-year-old blood ginseng on the edge of the cliff.

The cliffs were steep and dangerous, but in front of Ling Tian's powerful strength, they were not enough to pose a threat. He carefully searched on the edge of the cliff, his eyes full of expectation.

Finally, in a hidden crevice, Ling Tian found the thousand-year-old blood ginseng.

The whole body of the blood ginseng showed a light red color, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary thing.

Ling Tian carefully took out the blood ginseng, with a happy smile on his face: "Finally, hard work pays off! Now I have two thousand-year-old blood ginsengs in my hand. If I can maximize the medicinal effect, I can at least increase my lifespan by twenty years!"

After putting the blood ginseng away, Ling Tian began to prepare for cultivation.

He found a flat rock on the top of Baiyan Mountain and sat cross-legged.

Ling Tian took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to practice the Jade Liquid Refining Heart Method, trying to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was an hour.

However, Ling Tian's brows were getting tighter and tighter, and a confused expression appeared on his face.

"Strange, why can't I sense any spiritual energy?" Ling Tian muttered to himself, with a trace of doubt and loss in his eyes, "Is it because I only have pseudo spiritual roots?"

Ling Tian pondered for a moment, and shook his head again: "No, even if the spiritual roots are poor, it is not to the point where I can't sense any spiritual energy. Could it be... this world is a place without spiritual energy, and there is no spiritual energy at all?"

This thought made Ling Tian's heart sink, and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face.

He opened his eyes, looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and sighed: "It seems that I can only rely on the spiritual stones obtained from the simulator to practice. This road to immortal cultivation is probably more difficult than I imagined."

Ling Tian stood up, patted the dust on his robe, and his eyes swept across the magnificent mountains and rivers again.

Although he couldn't sense the spiritual energy, the beautiful scenery here still made him feel relaxed and happy.

"Well, let's make the best of it." Ling Tian said to himself, with a bitter smile on his face, "The road to immortality is full of thorns, this is just the first hurdle. I, Ling Tian, ​​must break through this world and find the way to immortality!"

Ling Tian took a deep breath and sorted out his mood. He knew that now was not the time to be depressed, and there were more important things waiting for him to do.

"It's time to go back to Chongshan City." Ling Tian murmured, "Xiao Yao is still waiting for me, and I have to study the use of this thousand-year-old blood ginseng carefully."

Ling Tian took a last look at the beautiful scenery of Baiyan Mountain and engraved this picture deeply in his mind.

Then, he jumped up and landed lightly on the mountain road like a nimble cheetah.

Ling Tian began his return journey. His figure shuttled through the mountains and forests at a speed that was astonishing.

On the way, Ling Tian kept thinking about today's experience in his mind.

Saving Zhao Yanran and her group, finding the thousand-year-old blood ginseng, and discovering that the world may not have spiritual energy... So many things happened in this short day.

…

The sun sets in the west, and dusk falls.

Time passes quietly like a stream, and Ling Tian finally embarks on his journey home. The outline of Chongshan City looms in the distance, and the familiar home evokes his deep thoughts.

However, the moment he opened the door, an inexplicable chill instantly swept over his body.

The yard was strangely quiet, and the laughter and joy of the past no longer existed. Xiaoyao and the other children seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, without a trace.

"Xiaoyao? Where are you?" Ling Tian's call echoed in the empty yard, but it only brought an unsettling silence.

A strong sense of uneasiness surged into his heart like a tide, making his heart beat faster involuntarily.

Ling Tian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, but the ominous premonition became stronger.

At this moment, the yard was so quiet that it seemed as if time had frozen.

Several skinny old trees swayed gently in the breeze, and the moonlight was like water, pouring through the gaps between the leaves and forming aThe mottled light and shadows could not dispel the depressing atmosphere.

Suddenly, a subtle but sharp sound suddenly sounded behind Ling Tian, ​​like the sound of a wooden board being stepped on and broken.

"Who?" Ling Tian turned around suddenly, his voice was low and full of vigilance, instantly breaking the silent air around him, like a cheetah ready to attack.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned the surroundings like a sword out of its sheath.

The door was slowly pushed open with a "creaky" sound, making a creepy sound.

A vague figure quietly stepped in from the door. Under the moonlight, the figure looked particularly strange.

Ling Tian held his breath and stared at the gradually clear figure with full concentration.

When he finally saw the face of the person coming, his pupils shrank.

"It's you?" Ling Tian whispered, his tone full of disbelief, "Ling family guard?"

The guard sneered and said: "Ling Tian, ​​how are you? It seems that you still remember me."

Ling Tian frowned and asked vigilantly: "Why are you here? Where are Xiaoyao and the others?"

The guard walked slowly, with a chilling smile on his face and said: "Ling Tian, ​​if you don't want those little bastards to die, just follow me obediently."

This sentence was like a heavy hammer, hitting Ling Tian's heart hard.

His face instantly became extremely gloomy, like the sky before a storm. His fists clenched unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white due to the force.

"How dare you... touch Xiaoyao and the others?" Ling Tian's voice was low and threatening, and every word seemed to be poisoned, "Tell me, where are they?"

The guard smiled contemptuously and said: "Humph, you know what you did. We are giving them a taste of their own medicine."

A trace of self-blame flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, but it was soon replaced by raging anger.

He gritted his teeth and said: "I warn you, if you dare to touch Xiaoyao and the others, I will make you wish you were dead."

He took a step forward, and the whole person exuded a suffocating sense of oppression. There was a fierce light flashing in his eyes, like a burning flame.

The guard was not afraid at all, but laughed loudly: "You? Hahaha! Don't brag. We have already asked people to 'take care' of them. If you show up later, you might have to meet them in the King of Hell."

"You bastard!" Ling Tian was furious, clenched his fists tightly, his nails deeply sunk into his palms, and blood slowly seeped out through his fingers.

However, reason soon prevailed.

Ling Tian took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He knew that he must not act impulsively at this time, otherwise he might hurt Xiaoyao and the others.

Only by seeing Xiaoyao and the others can we completely get rid of this group of hateful bastards.

"Lead the way." Ling Tian said in a deep voice, with suppressed anger in his voice.

The guard showed a smug smile and turned to walk out of the yard.

Ling Tian followed silently, but he was thinking quickly about the rescue plan in his heart.

As the night deepened, a thin layer of fog filled the streets. The moonlight seemed hazy through the fog, as if it had covered the whole world with a mysterious veil.

The shops on the roadside were closed tightly. Occasionally, a stray dog ​​ran by in a hurry, making a low whimper, adding a bit of desolation.

Ling Tian's figure looked particularly tall and firm in the moonlight. He took steady steps, step by step, towards the direction full of conspiracy and murderous intent. The anger and worry in his heart were like churning magma, but his appearance remained calm.

The night wind blew, bringing a hint of coolness. The figures of Ling Tian and the guards gradually disappeared in the mist, leaving behind a series of footprints of varying depths.