National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 271 This son is destined for me!

In the small mountain village, after several days of training, Wang Hong took up his post and became a member of the glorious hunting team.

Today is the day when the hunting team goes out to hunt. All the people in the village, old and young, are standing at the gate of the village, telling their sons, their fathers, and their newlywed husbands.

In this world of cultivating immortals, hunting is also a dangerous job.

The world of cultivating immortals has spiritual energy, not only people can cultivate immortals, but also beasts can transform demons!
Even a monster that has just transformed into a monster, which is equivalent to the first level of Qi training period, is fatal to ordinary people!
Therefore, the men in the village spontaneously formed a hunting team to take care of each other.

Maybe it's because there are so many people and so much power that makes monsters fearful.

Or maybe it's because of the large number of people and the scattered targets. When encountering monsters, you just need to run faster than your companions.

For what purpose, who knows.

Every time the hunting team in the village went out to hunt, they licked blood with their knives and pinned their heads to their waistbands.

Every time I say goodbye to my family, it may be a goodbye forever.

"Madam, take care of Pan'er at home and wait for me to come back."

Wang Hong and Li Na embraced and said goodbye.

"Well, husband, be careful in everything, Pan'er and I will wait for your return at home."

Li Na's eyes were filled with mist, and her voice trembled a little.

But he held back his tears.

"Pan'er, you have to listen to your mother when you are at home. You can eat meat after your father comes back."

Wang Hong lowered his head and looked at Wang Pan who was holding Li Na's hand, his eyes were full of licking feelings.

"I see, Dad, you have to be careful outside."

Wang Pan nodded, very cute.

"It's getting late, I'm leaving first, let's go back."

Wang Hong stretched out his big rough hand, touched Wang Pan's head, and said softly to Li Na.

With a wave of his hand, Wang Hong turned and left without looking back, and joined the hunting team.

Soon, more than a dozen men walked towards the distant mountains with several hounds and various supplies.

The old and the young at the entrance of the village also went home.

Li Na held Wang Pan's hand and looked in the direction Wang Hong was leaving with worry in her eyes.

When only Li Na and Wang Pan were left at the entrance of the village, Li Na picked up Wang Pan and returned to her home.

For Li Na, although she is very worried about her husband, the matter is a foregone conclusion and cannot be changed.

All I can do is pray for my husband.

It's hard to be worried, but life still has to be lived.

After cooking and feeding Wang Pan, Li Na started weaving to subsidize the family.

The raw materials of the cloth are distributed by the village head's family, and Li Na only earns a handicraft fee.

After a month, I can't make much money.

"Even though the spirit energy in the world is thin and there are no resources such as spirit stones, with my cultivation speed, I will definitely be able to cultivate to the foundation building stage before the great change at the age of three."

Wang Pan opened his eyes, and slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. The turbid air was like a stream, winding and flowing in the room, lingering for a long time, and it was extremely miraculous.

In just a few days, Wang Pan has already practiced Qi at the third level, and the speed is frighteningly fast.

Faced with an unknown enemy, Wang Pan wanted to improve his cultivation as much as possible.

But on the other hand, Wang Pan hesitated.

What is foundation building?

Forge the foundation of cultivating immortals, and make the body of cultivators more suitable for cultivating immortals!

If the foundation is built too early, Wang Pan's body has not yet grown up and reached its peak, which will lead to the lack of Wang Pan's foundation.

In the future, if you want to turn around to make up for it, it will not be so easy.

This world is boundless, and naturally there is no shortage of arrogance.

Immortal cultivation skills are mysterious and extremely complicated, but there are still many immortal cultivators who can embark on the road of cultivating immortals at a young age.

But before the age of 16, even if these immortal cultivators can break through to the foundation-building stage, they will be asked by the elders not to build the foundation.

"Forget it, let's not build the foundation for now.

With my combat power, even if it's only the thirteenth floor of the Qi training stage, I can easily kill the foundation building stage.

Coupled with my title of Immortal King, when fighting against the Immortal Cultivation System, my cultivation base will be raised to a great level, that is, to the level of foundation establishment Dzogchen.

At the same time, it will also lower the opponent's big realm!

Even when the Nascent Soul Stage is fighting me, it will become the Golden Core Stage.

And I don't believe it, my realm has been temporarily raised to the foundation-building stage, and the Dzogchen stage can't make it to the Jindan stage! "

Wang Pan slapped his head, feeling that he had thought too much before.

It's not like I don't know, if I do the math, even though I'm in the Qi training period, I'm very strong!

Don't worry at all.

In order to wipe out a small village, a cultivator who can transform into a god or even a god above a god can't come out!

If there were immortal cultivators who were transformed into gods or even higher than transformed into gods, in the Sims event, the person who hid at the bottom of the well would never survive.

After all, once the divine sense is swept away, even if you hide tens of meters underground, don't try to hide it.

It can be seen from this that the forces behind the destruction of the village may be very strong, but the people who came to destroy the village must not be so strong!
With the blessing of various talents, although Wang Pan is less than three years old, his physique and strength are far superior to those of his peers.

There is also the cultivation of the third level of Qi training. If ordinary people want to kill Wang Pan, they must use someone to forcibly pile Wang Pan to death.

As for whether it is a hundred, or a thousand, or 1 people can pile up the king plate, then I don't know.

The village is called Lijiacun, because most people in the village are surnamed Li.

"Wang Hong went out, maybe he died in this hunting.

Poor orphans and widows are left behind.

Who told me that Li Ergou is a good person, so I will take care of your family as hard as I can. "

On the east side of the village, Li Ergou had a wretched smile on his face full of bumps.

In Li Ergou's view, Li Na, who has fair skin and exudes gentleness from the bottom of her bones, is like a lady in the county town, and she is much better-looking than the widows in the village.

"Aren't you afraid that Wang Hong will come back and fight you hard? Wang Hong loves Li Na very much, and he is reluctant to let Li Na go to work in the field."

On the side, an old and decrepit widow was a bit apprehensive, and couldn't help but sneered.

"What am I afraid of? Not to mention whether he can come back alive, so what if he comes back alive?
Does Li Na dare to tell Wang Hong? "

Li Ergou had a smug look on his face. There were several women in the village who took advantage of their husbands to join the hunting team. They went out for ten days and a half months, and he secretly sneaked into their homes and captured them.

In this era when human life matters little and injustice matters big, gossip in the village is like a knife, which can really kill people.

Victims find it hard to tell and can only suffer in silence.

This trick can be described as a tried and tested.

"Sooner or later you will die on a woman's belly!"

The aged widow cursed viciously, slammed the door and left.

In the middle of the night, a sneaky figure appeared outside the yard. The one-meter-high earthen wall couldn't stop the figure at all, and it easily climbed over the wall and entered the yard.

"Hey, little lady, here I come!"

Li Ergou whispered to himself, with an uncontrollable excitement on his face.

In the dark room, Wang Pan opened his eyes silently, and the light from his eyes lit up the dark room for a moment.

Looking at Li Na who was sleeping soundly next to him, with a thought, Wang Pan directly blesses himself with a levitation technique with the help of the power of heaven, without chanting mantras or spells.

Wang Pan's figure floated in the room and floated to the door.

The bolt fell by itself, and the wooden door was opened.

Wang Pan's figure flashed, and he appeared in the yard, with his feet three inches off the ground, quietly watching the uninvited guest.

"What are you here for?"

Wang Pan mobilized the spiritual power in his body to build a soundproof array, and no sound would wake up Li Na who was sleeping soundly in the room.

"what!"

Li Ergou was guilty of being a thief, and suddenly heard the sound, which made Li Ergou tremble with fright, couldn't help but exclaimed, and almost ran away.

With the help of a little moonlight, Li Ergou was a little out of breath when he took a closer look.

"Let a child startle me.

What are you doing in the yard if you don't sleep at night? "

Li Ergou patted his chest, a look of struggle appeared in his eyes.

"What are you thinking? Are you thinking about killing me?
But because you have never killed anyone, you are a little hesitant and afraid? "

Wang Pan looked at Li Ergou expressionlessly, with a cold tone.

Li Ergou's face was full of astonishment, Wang Pandao broke his mind, he couldn't help taking a few steps back in fright, his eyes fixed on Wang Pan as if he had seen a ghost.

"Forget it, these are not important, anyway, if you sneak to the door, you must not be a good person."

After Wang Pan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand a little.

Li Ergou was directly fixed in place, unable to move.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, the spiritual power turned into a huge palm, and grabbed Li Ergou in his hand.

"Almost forgot."

Wang Pan paused, stretched out his hand, and in the room, the oil lamp on the table fell into Wang Pan's hands.

Wang Pan walked towards the back of the house, behind him a big hand transformed from spiritual power grabbed Li Ergou, and followed behind Wang Pan.

"Well, it's not bad here, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, suitable for burying people."

Wang Pan looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

Li Ergou had a pleading look in front of his eyes, but Wang Pan ignored it.

Wang Pan has experienced so many simulated worlds, how could he not know that people's hearts are sinister?

Wang Pan knew that in ancient times there was a saying that there was no family to eat.

But Wang Pan didn't expect that his father hadn't died yet, but just followed the hunting team into the mountains to hunt, and someone came to him with malicious intentions.

"Let me see, there it is.

The five senses blessing technique can amplify a person's shape, sound, smell, taste, and touch.

Well, as long as the touch is fine. "

Wang Pan was talking to himself, and threw a spell on Li Ergou.

In an instant, Li Ergou felt that the world was completely new. He could hear sounds from far away, smell all kinds of smells, and the mountain wind blew on him, which made Li Ergou feel a little tingling.

Li Ergou's eyes were full of fear, but he couldn't move and could only let Wang Pan slaughter him.

"The wind blade technique is also good, hurry up, it should be able to cut [-] knives, right?"

Wang Pan touched his chin, flicked his five fingers, and transparent wind blades appeared on Wang Pan's palm.

"I can't scare you to death."

Seeing Li Ergou who was about to collapse mentally, Wang Pan frowned, and a spirit-suppressing spell landed on Li Ergou.

"Well, now we can start."

A bright smile appeared on Wang Pan's baby-fat little face.

Wind blades as thin as cicada's wings began to cut around Li Ergou's body soundlessly.

Pieces of meat mixed with blood fell to the ground, and Li Ergou's eyes were bloodshot, because the five senses were magnified dozens of times, and the pain Li Ergou endured was also dozens of times normal!
But Wang Pan also used the body-fixing technique, which made Li Ergou unable to move.

In order to prevent Li Ergou's mental breakdown, he thoughtfully used the spirit-suppressing technique, making Li Ergou unable to pass out even if he wanted to.

Pieces of flesh and blood, as thin as cicada's wings, fell to the ground, and the blood dyed the wind blade red.

Wang Pan's rhythm is perfectly controlled, unhurried.

In the middle, he was afraid that Li Ergou would lose too much blood and be seriously injured. Wang Pan also used several healing techniques to hang Li Ergou's life.

Finally, all that remained of Li Ergou's body was the skeleton, which was as white as snow without a trace of flesh and blood, and the internal organs that were still wriggling under the support of Wang Pan's spiritual power so that it would not fall out of the skeleton.

Li Ergou felt that he was finally free, and could feel that he was getting weaker and weaker.

This inhuman torture cannot be described in words.

Many people are not afraid of death, not even a momentary death, but they are afraid of death by torture!
But the result is also death, why are people afraid of the second way of death?

Wang Pan didn't know either. Although Wang Pan was the executioner, the joys and sorrows of people are not connected. Forgive Wang Pan for not being able to empathize.

"Do you think death is the end?"

Wang Pan smiled, and activated the soul-absorbing technique. A big hand made of soul power directly grabbed into Li Ergou's mind, grabbing out a transparent soul.

Before Li Ergou lost consciousness, he was rejoicing that he was finally dead and would no longer have to suffer inhuman torture.

But when there was a whirlwind, Li Ergou felt the biting cold and couldn't help shivering. When he opened his eyes, he saw a child staring at him with an evil smile on his face.

Li Ergou never imagined that even though he was dead, he still couldn't escape the palm of this child!
This is the devil!

Wang Pan didn't care what Li Ergou was thinking, time was running out, and if his movements were not sloppy, Li Ergou's soul might dissipate.

After all, Li Ergou is just an ordinary person, and his soul after death is extremely weak, and a gust of cold wind might be able to make his soul fly away.

Wang Pan took out the oil lamp that he took out from the room specially. He said it was an oil lamp, but in fact there was tung oil in a small bowl, plus a cotton thread soaked in tung oil.

Even so, this oil lamp is also one of the most valuable assets in the home and is generally not lit.

Wang Pan shot the oil lamp with Taoism and spiritual power, then picked out the cotton thread in the oil lamp, reached out to grab Li Ergou's soul, and melted Li Ergou's soul into the wick.

After finishing all this, Wang Pan lightly snapped his fingers, and a flame lit the oil lamp.

The bean-sized flame dispelled the darkness, and there was a faint roar of pain in his ears that kept ringing.

"Noisy!"

Wang Pan was a little unhappy, so he threw a sound insulation technique on the oil lamp, and the painful screaming in his ears disappeared immediately.

"What a perfect masterpiece."

Wang Pan looked at his work with satisfaction, showing an innocent smile.

At high altitude, more than a dozen pairs of eyes saw everything Wang Pan did from beginning to end.

"This son is destined for me!"

An old voice sounded faintly.

This voice seemed to break some balance.

Immediately, one after another voices sounded.

"Fart your mother, why is it destined to be with you? It is clearly destined to be with this old man! Look, this skillful technique of cutting meat and deboning is exactly the same as this old man!"

"Ahem, who doesn't have a thousand or eight hundred disciples under your sect? I'm a loner, so let me be!"

An old woman coughed twice and joined the fight.

"Stop arguing, all of you dignified elders of the Underworld Sect are thousands of years old, what's the point of arguing over a child?

Let me be fair, the old man's self-cultivation is all built up with virgin boys and girls. When it comes to taking care of children, the old man has the most experience.

In order to avoid hurting your peace, I have decided, let me train this child! "

An old man with a gloomy face stood up. It could be seen that he was very prestigious. As soon as he made a sound, the other elders stopped and listened to him quietly.

But the more a group of elders listened, the more something was wrong, you old bastard, you have a good idea!
A group of elders were blowing their beards and staring, blushing and thick-necked, and they were about to fight.

"Shut up, this son should be my disciple. From now on, he will be the Holy Son of Shenmingzong!"

A cold voice sounded, calming down a group of senior elders, each of them kept silent, extremely honest.

Mochizuki saw more from Wang Pan than these elders, including the movement of Wang Pan mobilizing the power of heaven, and Mochizuki didn't hide it from Mochizuki.

"Sovereign, although this son should be born to join our Shenming sect, the matter of the holy son is of great importance. Shouldn't we wait for him to grow up before making a decision?"

"Yes, suzerain, our Shenming sect has not had a holy son for 7000 years, so be careful."

"I hope the suzerain will think twice!"

More than a dozen elders of Shenmingzong spoke to persuade.

The matter of the Holy Son is of great importance, how can it be such a trifling matter?

"I've made up my mind, there's no need to discuss it!"

Mochizuki's hair is coiled up, wearing a step shaker, and a long black dress. She has a graceful figure, and behind her is a huge full moon, which makes Mochizuki look like a goddess of the moon palace.

(End of this chapter)