The Sims, My Alien Path

In an instant, a light white spiritual light flashed, and a shield made of pure spiritual energy appeared in front of Ling Tian.

Seeing this scene, Ling Tian's eyes flashed with excitement.

He used the Thunder Fist without hesitation and punched the spiritual shield.

"Bang!" A dull collision sounded, shaking the leaves in the yard.

However, the seemingly light shield did not move at all, standing like a towering mountain.

"Haha, what a strong defense!" Ling Tian couldn't help laughing out loud, "With my current strength, I can't shake the Xuanling Shield at all. It really deserves to have the power of the foundation-building period."

He clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with confidence: "You know, I am now a Qi-refining cultivator whose Dantian has expanded five times. Although my spiritual power is not invincible in the Qi-refining period, I am definitely not mediocre."

"I can't beat it myself, so compared to those ordinary Qi-refining cultivators, isn't it like an invincible existence?"

Thinking of this, Ling Tian's face showed sincere joy.

However, he quickly calmed down and muttered to himself: "Of course, this is only invincible defense... The means of attack need to be further improved."

After that, Ling Tian cast his eyes on the simulation panel and carefully checked his latest status.

[Name: Ling Tian]

[Age: 91 years old]

[Life span: 59/150 years]

[Cultivation: Late stage of Five Internal Organs, Ninth stage of Qi Refining]

[Personal attributes: Root bone 11, Inspiration/comprehension 7, Will 27, Luck 0/-3 (corrected)]

[Talents: 1. Don't despise the old and poor (blue); 2. Soul piercing (purple); 3. Bones are exquisite (green); 4. Longevity (green); 5. Five Elements Spiritual Roots (blue); 6. Tenacity (green)]

[Skills: Thunder Fist (Mastery), Summoning Ritual, Mysterious Spirit Shield (Perfect)]

[Kung Fu: Pure Yang Gong (Perfect), Jade Liquid Refining Heart Method]

[Number of simulations remaining: 0 times】

Ling Tian frowned slightly, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes: "Now my life span is getting shorter and shorter. I must break through the foundation-building stage as soon as possible to increase my life span. Otherwise, I won't be able to simulate it many times..."

"But I still have two thousand-year-old blood ginsengs that I haven't taken yet. This can also increase my life span, but I don't know how effective it is and how much it can increase."

Ling Tian took a deep breath, and a firm look appeared in his eyes: "Now... continue to practice. Only by constantly improving can we gain a foothold in this dangerous world of immortal cultivation."

After saying that, Ling Tian sat cross-legged, formed seals with his hands, and began a new round of practice.

The inner hall was filled with spiritual energy, and wisps of faint light flowed around him.

...

At dawn, a sense of detached tranquility permeated the charity hall.

This tranquility is like a carefully mounted ink painting scroll, which slowly unfolds under the gentle touch of time.

The curling smoke of sandalwood and the scent of ink from old books interweave to create an atmosphere that transcends the world.

The furnishings in the hall are simple and simple, with several shiny black nanmu tables and chairs arranged in an orderly manner. Although they have experienced the baptism of time, they exude a calm and restrained aura.

The calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are written in a long and graceful style, and the elegance of the literati contained in them adds a bit of agility to this pure land.

Ling Tian sat cross-legged on a green cushion, his eyes slightly closed, his face like autumn water.

His breathing was long and even, and his chest rose and fell slightly, as if integrated with everything around him.

Suddenly, his brows frowned slightly, like a ripple on a calm lake.

His consciousness was keenly aware of it. A subtle and familiar breath was approaching.

"Is it coming..." Ling Tian whispered softly, his voice was as soft as a mosquito, with a hint of thoughtfulness.

He slowly stood up, his movements were light and graceful, his figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree.

Ling Tian walked towards the courtyard door, each step was steady and powerful, but light as a cat.

The old wooden door made a long "creak" sound under his hand, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

Outside the door, a graceful figure stood.

Zhao Yanran was wearing a light blue embroidered long skirt, with a silver silk ribbon tied around her waist, which made her figure more graceful.

Her appearance was like a newly blooming green lotus, pure and elegant.

Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and was casually tied up with a jade hairpin, adding a bit of lazy beauty.

Behind Zhao Yanran, there was also a maid and several guards.

Zhao Yanran's eyes flashed with surprise, and she raised her jade hand to knock on the door and paused, obviously not expecting Ling Tian to open the door by chance.

"Miss Zhao, please come in." Ling Tian's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible smile.

Zhao Yanran heard the words and smiled sweetly, her voice as sweet as a silver bell, "I"Is it possible to disturb Master Ling's meditation by visiting so presumptuously?"

She walked in slowly, her skirt swaying lightly, her eyes lingering in the courtyard.

Ling Tian smiled gently, "Miss Zhao is joking. Isn't it a great pleasure in life to meet an old friend again?"

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps came, breaking the tranquility in the courtyard.

Xiao Yao ran into the courtyard, her face slightly flushed because of running, looking particularly cute.

Xiao Yao blinked her big watery eyes, curiously looking at Zhao Yanran, her eyes full of amazement, "Wow, brother, this sister is so beautiful! Who is she? Is she here to see you?"

Ling Tian gently stroked Xiao Yao's hair, with a doting smile on his lips, "Xiao Yao, this is Miss Zhao, she is here to visit."

He paused and said gently, "Xiao Yao, go prepare some refreshments to entertain Miss Zhao. "

After hearing this, Xiaoyao's eyes lit up and she smiled sweetly, "Okay! Sister Zhao, wait for me, I'll get you the best tea and snacks!"

After that, she ran happily to the kitchen.

Zhao Yanran looked at Xiaoyao's back, with tenderness in her eyes.

"Mr. Ling, your sister is so cute."

Ling Tian smiled and nodded: "Although Xiaoyao is young, she is very sensible. "

As he said this, he made a "please" gesture and led Zhao Yanran into the inner hall.

The layout of the inner hall was more exquisite, with tea sets placed on an antique nanmu tea table.

Ling Tian gestured to Zhao Yanran to take a seat, and he began to make tea.

His movements were smooth, and the boiling water and tea fragrance soon filled the entire room.

"I wonder if Miss Zhao has any important business this time?" Ling Tian asked while pouring tea.

Although Ling Tian had known Zhao Yanran's intention for a long time, he knew it from the simulation. If he showed it in reality, he was afraid that Zhao Yanran would misunderstand that he was a prophet.

That's why he asked this question...

Zhao Yanran took the teacup, blew it gently, and then took a sip.

Her eyebrows raised slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Good tea!"

She paused for a moment, and her expression became serious, "Mr. Ling, to be honest, I came here to repay you for saving my life. "

As she spoke, she waved her hand slightly, and the attendants behind her presented several exquisite mahogany boxes.

Ling Tian put down the teapot, stood up and opened it. It was full of pearls and gems, each of which was priceless.

His brows slightly frowned, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"Miss Zhao, what happened that day was just a small favor, why do you need such a generous reward?" Ling Tian shook his head gently, with a firm tone, "I'm sorry I can't accept it."

Hearing this, Zhao Yanran's eyes flashed a little disappointed, but soon a firm light bloomed.

She stood up, walked to Ling Tian, ​​and said sincerely, "Mr. Ling, these are just my little thoughts. You saved my life, and this favor is thousands of times more valuable than these things. "

"If you insist on refusing, it will make me feel uneasy. "

Just when Ling Tian was about to say something, Xiaoyao came in with snacks, breaking the slightly solemn atmosphere in the room.

"Brother, Sister Zhao, I brought snacks!" Xiaoyao said happily.

Then she noticed the open wooden boxes, and her eyes suddenly widened, "Wow! So many beautiful things! Brother, is this what Sister Zhao gave us?"