National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 272
Mochizuki, the current suzerain of Shenmingzong, has reached the stage of refinement. In Shenmingzong, apart from a few elders who don't know whether he is dead or alive, Mochiyue is the strongest!
He has the highest status, the strongest strength, and is an evil heretic like Shenmingzong who acts without taboos. When Mochizuki insists on going his own way, a group of Shenmingzong elders can only recognize it with their noses.

"Let's go, go down and see the Holy Son of our Shenmingzong."

Mochizuki fell first, followed by the rest of the elders.

Wang Pan only felt that there was a blur in front of his eyes, and there were more than a dozen people in front of him.

The bloody smell on each of this group of people is so strong that it makes people sick.

I don't know how many creatures have been killed to have such a bloody smell that penetrates into the bone marrow.

The wind was blowing all around, and there were ghosts crying and howling wolves.

The trees in the forest behind seem to come alive, stretching their strange bodies.

Taking a closer look, a group of old and young, except for the woman in the middle, no one is normal.

Either missing arms or lame legs, or looks like a boy of a few years old, but his face is extremely old.

"This group of people don't look like good people!"

Wang Pan sighed in his heart, there is no doubt that these people are strong!
Being able to make Wang Pan unaware shows that these people can easily kill Wang Pan!
"Little boy, are you not afraid of us?"

The punishment elder, Nan Li, asked curiously, showing a smile that he thought was kind. After all, the child in front of him was the holy son of the Shenmingzong appointed by the sect.

But Nan Li didn't know how scary his self-confident smile looked to outsiders.

Nan Li, as a power in the out-of-body stage, his every move is close to the Tao, and ordinary people are born from the heart, but for a power like Nan Li, even if he has restrained his aura as much as possible, his every move It will still cause the world in an area to change with Nan Li's actions.

Nan Li's amiable smile directly caused the temperature between the sky and the earth to plummet. Under the ground, several unknown creatures withered bones broke out of the ground and stood up staggeringly.

"Not afraid."

Wang Pan looked calm, not only was he not afraid, but his eyes were full of curiosity.

Amazing!
Just a smirk can actually make the world revolve with his every move. These unknown creatures have been dead for no one knows how long, buried deep in the ground, and they are actually given a new life in a certain sense at this moment.

Wang Pan's current cultivation base is very weak, but it doesn't mean that Wang Pan has shallow knowledge.

This kind of immortal cultivator who can change the celestial phenomena unconsciously is at least above Huashen!

Thinking of this, Wang Pan didn't know that the energy level of this world of cultivating immortals is very strong, at least at the seventh level!
Nan Li was stunned by Wang Pan's answer, why didn't this kid play cards according to the routine?

If it were another child who was as big as Wang Pan, seeing his own line of work, he didn't look like a good person at first glance. He didn't know how scared he was, how could he be as calm and calm as Wang Pan.

But when Nan Li thought of Wang Pan's facial expression not changing at a high altitude just now, he shaved a man into a skeleton and used his soul to light a sky lantern, Nan Li figured it out.

That's right, this is the holy son of my Shenmingzong!
Born extraordinary, different from ordinary people, how can he behave like ordinary children.

This is what my divine son of the Underworld Sect should look like!

"Come, come, the ancestor finds you pleasing to the eye, and I will give you a toy."

The elder of foreign affairs grinningly stretched out his hand and swiped at the void in front of him, directly tearing open a hole in the space, then reached into the crack with his chubby hand, grabbed out a rattle and handed it to Wang Pan.

The real name of the Foreign Affairs Elder is no longer available, only the title of Baiying Taoist.

Taoist Baiying was about the same height and build as Wang Pan, but his face was extremely old and his skin was wrinkled.

"Taoist Baiying, did you take the wrong medicine? You even took out the Shocking Drum!
You have spent your money! "

An old woman said in surprise.

"Well, you old bastard, before this old man traded you a corpse puppet that transformed into a great consummation, but you refused! You even lied to this old man that the exchange has already been made!"

Nan Li was furious and blamed Taoist Baiying.

"A corpse-destroying puppet wants to replace the old man's frightening drum, I'm afraid you want to eat farts!

The old man won't change it for you, hey, are you angry? "

Taoist Baiying wasn't embarrassed at all, instead he provoked the two of them.

"Hmph, I don't care about you today!
Come, come, Son, I give a baby.

This is the bottle soul banner, and a ghost king with hundreds of thousands of ghosts is sealed inside.

With a single shake, countless fierce ghosts came out of the nest, and even the gods would surely die!

Son, you have to remember how kind I am to you.

In the future, I will clean up the old thing of foreign affairs elders for the old man! "

Nan Li took out a long black banner with a person's height, and said to Wang Pan with a smile.

"Old thing, do you want to be ashamed? The old man's startling drum is a Taoist weapon!

In terms of value, in terms of power, how does your bottle soul flag compare with the old man's startling drum?
Holy Son, this old bastard is uneasy and kind, the old man suspects that this old bastard is an undercover spy sent by other holy places to my Shenmingzong, just to kill the Holy Son!

Son, you have to be careful! "

Taoist Baiying said something serious, and began to pour dirty water.

"You fart! Why does this old man have bad intentions?"

Nan Li was in a hurry, blowing his beard and staring, as if if you don't give me an explanation, I'm going to stick a soul flag on your forehead in the next moment.

"You old bastard, how dare you say that you are not malicious?
Then what's wrong with you giving it to the Holy Son?
With the strength of the Holy Son, once this bottle of soul banner is used, it will be backlashed immediately, becoming a fierce ghost inside the bottle of soul banner, and it will never be freed forever!
The startling drum given by the old man is different. It is suitable for both young and old when it comes to the Qi training period and the Dao integration period. Killing and stealing goods, a must-have tool for Yin people! "

Taoist Baiying spoke triumphantly, making Nan Li's face turn green and then pale, and he was speechless.

The rest of the elders also stepped forward one after another, stuffing various treasures of heaven and earth into Wang Pan's hands.

Of course, the most precious thing is the Dao Artifact Shocking God Drum given to Wang Pan by Taoist Baiying.

These elders never asked Wang Pan whether he would like to be the holy son of Shen Mingzong. It didn't matter whether Wang Pan wanted to, the important thing was that Suzerain Mochizuki chose Wang Pan, and that was enough.

The corners of Wang Pan's mouth twitched a little. These bad old men and old ladies were too enthusiastic. All kinds of precious meeting gifts were piled up in front of Wang Pan, which was higher than Wang Pan.

Wang Pan also understood that he had entered the den of thieves and somehow became a holy son.

"But it seems to be not bad? The Tianhe Sect only has one Taoist artifact. It is extremely precious. It suppresses the luck of the sect on weekdays and cannot be used easily! But now it is like a Chinese cabbage on the side of the road. It is directly given to myself. This Taoist Baiying is a very good person!"

Wang Pan didn't reject it, so the Demon Sect is the Demon Sect, they are all the same.

The more Wang Pan looked at this group of people, the more pleasing he was.

"Beautiful sister, they all gave me a meeting gift, what about my sister's gift?"

Wang Pan thumped his short legs, ran to Wangyue, hugged Wangyue's calf familiarly, raised his head, and looked at Wangyue eagerly.

Wang Pan naturally saw that the rest of the people were dominated by this woman who was as stunning as a goddess in the moon palace and had a cold complexion, and was in an absolute dominant position.

Mochizuki froze, and almost couldn't resist slapping Wang Pan to death.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Mochizuki realized that Wang Pan was just an innocent child, and he should have no bad intentions, so he didn't make a move.

"let go."

Mochizuki lowered her head, looked at Wang Pan expressionlessly, and opened her mouth lightly.

"Don't let go, what if you let go, beautiful sister, what should you do if you run away?
Wait, pretty sister, you don't want to give me a gift, don't you want to run away? "

Wang Pan's face was full of seriousness, and he said innocently.

Taking a deep breath, Mochizuki reminded herself in her heart that this is the son she chose, so don't be angry, don't be angry!

"You are still young, if I give it to you now, you won't need it.

Also, you can't call me elder sister, you have to call me master, from now on, you are my disciple, and also the holy son of Shenmingzong!
By the way, these things are too dangerous, I will save them for you as a teacher, and give them to you when you grow up. "

Mochizuki said solemnly.

But what he said made Wang Pan feel like being struck by lightning, and he couldn't help but look up at Mochizuki blankly, his eyes were full of incredulity.

"Is this the Demon Sect?"

Wang Pan felt that he had been taught a lesson. People in the devil's way are indeed very insidious and cunning, even children can be deceived!

"Then leave it all to the beautiful sister and save it for me first."

Wang Pan came back to his senses, waved his little hand, and the meeting gift piled up into a hill not far away fell in front of Mochizuki.

"Oh, the Holy Son is still too young!"

"I want to take back what is in the hands of the suzerain, I'm afraid I'm not dreaming!"

"When the Holy Son is sensible, he will know how naive he is now."

A group of elders kept their eyes on their noses and their hearts on their noses. They didn't say a word, and didn't talk much to remind Wang Pan.

You know, the suzerain is notoriously narrow-minded, but he can hold grudges.

If he reminded the Holy Son aloud, he would be missed by the suzerain, and life would be sad in the future.

"Beautiful sister, will you not return it to me?"

Wang Pan made a sudden movement, looked at Mochizuki suspiciously, let go of Mochizuki's legs, and moved his small body in front of Tiancaidibao who was taller than him, trying to block Tiancaidibao.

"You can't call me beautiful sister, you have to call me Shizun!"

Mochizuki's eyebrows twitched, a little crazy, and she emphasized seriously.

"Good and beautiful sister, Shizun, did you feel a little guilty after being hit by what I said, so you deliberately changed the subject?"

Wang Pan was as good as he was, he changed his words obediently, and then asked again.

"How could it be, master, I just keep it for you, and when you grow up, master will return it to you intact."

Mochizuki didn't change his face, although he made up his mind to embezzle his disciple's things, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

There is no way, Shen Mingzong is poor!
As one of the seven holy places in Qingzhou, Zongmen's income is at the bottom of the seven holy places.

The annual income is only more than 300 million top-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to more than 3000 million top-grade spirit stones.

It seems to be a lot, but Shen Mingzong also spends a lot of money. After deducting all kinds of expenses, it is even a bit beyond the means.

Although Shenmingzong is poor, Shenmingzong is very capable!
In the eyes of other holy lands and sects, Shenmingzong is like meat with a hob, once provoked, they cannot be shaken off, it is extremely disgusting.

After all, if you can't beat Shenmingzong, you will lose money. If you beat Shenmingzong, Shenmingzong won't be able to pay, so it's completely thankless.

"Oh, that's fine.

If the beautiful sister, Master, does not return it to me, then when I grow up, the beautiful sister, Master, will become my wife. "

Wang Pan is small, although he tried his best to put on a serious expression, but in the eyes of others, he was extremely cute.

Of course, there were all demons present, and no one thought Wang Pan was cute.

All the elders had weird expressions, they wanted to laugh but they didn't dare to laugh, and they couldn't bear it.

"You don't learn well at a young age!

Pretty sister, right?

Sister, Master, right?

I still want Ben Gong to be your wife, right?

As the holy son of the Shenming sect, I don't want to think about how to make money to revitalize the sect. I think about things all day long! "

Mochizuki couldn't bear it any longer, so she conveniently put Wang Pan on her lap and slapped Wang Pan's ass!

While smoking, he cheerfully recounted Wang Pan's crimes.

(End of this chapter)