National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 291
In the main hall, coercion is as real as it is.

The fragile space was shattered under this constant coercion, and violent void winds raged.

There are long-burning lamps in the main hall. After burning, the lamp oil emits a strange fragrance, which makes Wang Pan's damaged soul recover a lot.

Panlong pillars stand up one after another, as huge as mountains.

The inside of the main hall and the outside of the main hall are completely different things. It seems that there is a supreme power to squeeze a piece of space into the narrow main hall, making the space inside the main hall extremely huge!
At the end of the hall, a giant sits cross-legged.

The giant is huge, its head reaches the sky, its feet stand on the ground, and the sun, moon and stars revolve around the giant's body.

The eternal coercion in the hall comes from this giant!
The closer he got to this giant, the more Wang Pan felt his own insignificance.

The flesh and bones of the whole person were compressed hundreds of thousands of times by this huge pressure!
"It's not that the space in the hall has become larger, nor is it that this ascended remains is really so huge.

But I got smaller!

Incredible!

Such terrifying pressure actually only reduced my body, instead of directly crushing it! "

Wang Pan immediately noticed the change in himself. This is an ordinary hall, so there is an illusion that the space in the hall is vast, comparable to a small world, because he has become smaller.

Wang Pan walked forward step by step, and after an unknown amount of time, Wang Pan finally came to this ascended slough.

"Under the Mahayana period, you are ordinary, and in the Mahayana period you are immortal.

A glimpse of the leopard can be seen in the tube.

It's just a relic, and after millions of years, it still has such a miraculous performance. I really don't know how strong it would be if it was a living consummation Mahayana. "

Wang Pan raised his head, looked at the slough, and couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.

With a sinking heart, Wang Pan began to comprehend the scriptures of the god Wang Mingzhao.

The Sutra of the Divine King Mingzhao is left in this ascended remains, as to whether it can be comprehended or not, it depends on one's fortune.

Everyone has their own way of comprehension. Mochizuki's method of comprehending the complete God King Mingzhao Sutra is not suitable for Wang Pan. In other words, everyone sees different things from this relic. The enlightened God Wang Mingzhao Sutra is also different.

Even in the history of Shenmingzong, if the few people who comprehended the complete Shenwang Mingzhao Sutra were able to communicate together in the same era, they would find that their Shenwang Mingzhao Sutra is different!
This is the reason why it is difficult to comprehend the Sutra of Shenwang Mingzhao. It can be said that the real Sutra of Shenwang Mingzhao is actually a general outline, and you need to fill in the detailed outline by yourself in order to obtain the complete Sutra of Shenwang Mingzhao!
This kind of filling does not require how much knowledge the enlightened person has.

But enlightenment!
If you understand it, you understand it, if you don’t understand it, you don’t understand it!

On the contrary, the more knowledge you have about cultivating immortals, the easier it is for you to fall into a knowledge barrier and fall into an endless loop when you comprehend the Sutra of God King Mingzhao, and you will not be able to get out.

Wang Pan didn't hesitate, and directly stimulated his own spiritual power, constantly adjusting the operation of his spiritual power.

I don't know how long it took, but finally Wang Pan's spiritual frequency gradually began to be the same as Yi Hua's.

The aura in Wang Pan's body was dragged by the slough, and rushed into the hidden meridians, breaking through barriers like a bamboo.

"Boom!"

A light sound came from Wang Pan's body.

Wang Pan's aura suddenly rose a lot!

"Isn't there only thirteen floors in the Qi training period?

I am not in the foundation building stage now, but I am beyond the thirteenth floor of the Qi training stage.

So I am now on the [-]th floor of the Qi training period? "

Wang Pan opened his eyes, his face full of astonishment.

But because Wang Pan's mind was shaken, the resonance that the spiritual power in his body had finally achieved with the remains dissipated all of a sudden.

The aura in his body suddenly lost control, rushing indiscriminately, making Wang Pan's body swollen with big bumps, which looked very disgusting.

Fortunately, Wang Pan reacted quickly, and his control over power was far beyond his own realm. With a thought, he directly restrained the spiritual power like a wild horse.

The large bumps on the body began to fade away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually there was no other effect on Wang Pan except for the red marks left on Wang Pan's skin.

"It's too slow to comprehend like this."

Now that he was out of the state just now, Wang Pan simply got up, looking at the huge slough like a star, Wang Pan's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The next moment, Wang Pan's figure appeared on the remains, climbing up continuously.

"Is this standing on the shoulders of giants?"

It took a lot of effort for Wang Pan to get on Yi Hua's shoulders.

To Wang Pan, the shoulders are like an endless plain.

On this huge plain, Wang Pan was amazed to find that there were patches of medicine fields reclaimed, on which countless elixir were growing vigorously, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance.

"It's outrageous!"

The corner of Wang Pan's mouth twitched, thinking that Shen Mingzong was really poor and crazy, and even used the remains of the Ascended, and didn't let go of the money at all.

"Aren't you afraid that doing so will cause damage to the ascensioner's slough and cause a sharp drop in power?
Once the ascensioner's slough had an accident and was known to outsiders, it might be the time for the destruction of the Shenmingzong.

I don’t know if Master knows about this matter? "

Wang Pan was deep in thought. If the master didn't know, then it means that this matter was done secretly by a few elders in the last ten thousand years without telling the master.

Because Mochizuki has been the suzerain of Shenmingzong for less than ten thousand years, and in Shenmingzong, only when he becomes the holy son and suzerain can he come to understand the Sutra of Shenwang Mingzhao.

Mochizuki once comprehended it when she was a saint, and the Sutra of God King Mingzhao that Mochizune comprehended that time was not complete.

When Mochizuki became the suzerain of Shenmingzong, Mochizuki entered here again, comprehended the missing part from this ascensioner's slough, and completed the Shenwang Mingzhao Sutra.

"No, could it be planted by Master?
With Master's temperament that loves money like life, it is very possible! "

Wang Pan suddenly thought of a possibility.

Is it possible that these medicine fields were reclaimed by the way when Mochizuki came to comprehend the Sutra of God King Mingzhao when Mochizuki became the suzerain?

After all, Mochizuki said to Wang Pan before that in the entire Shenmingzong, only she can plant sixth-grade elixir and spiritual plants!
And in the boundless medicine fields in front of me, the elixir and spiritual plants planted are also of the sixth grade!

But maybe because the land is too fertile, these elixir plants are generally much larger than the sixth-rank elixir outside, and the medicinal power inside them is so pure and huge that you will believe it even if you say it is a seventh-rank elixir!
"Master has a lot of private money!

When you get married in the future, think of a way to trick Master out of it all. "

Wang Pan became more and more convinced that these medicine fields were cultivated by Mochizuki.

Glancing greedily at the endless medicine fields, Wang Pan reluctantly left.

Mochizuki took care of all the elixir plants that harmed a small piece of medicine field on Shenming Peak.

If this large piece of elixir and spiritual plants were harmed, Wang Pan had no doubt that Mochizuki would kill him!
A person in the magic way has a master-student relationship with a hammer. In front of the spirit stone, he is vulnerable to a single blow!
Wang Pan has always understood a truth, that is, don't test people's hearts, the result may make you feel desperate about life.

Reluctantly averting his eyes, Wang Pan looked at the steep mountain at the end of the plain.

That was the neck of the ascended slough, and further up was the head of the ascended slough.

Wang Pan groaned and crawled up little by little with the help of the fine hair on his neck.

It is said to be fine hair, but in fact every single fine hair is as thick as a mountain, and the king's plate rests on the fine hair, as small as an ant.

Wang Pan didn't know how long it had been, but he only knew that the spiritual power in his body was bouncing back and forth between drying up and recovering.

Time seems to be meaningless to Wang Pan, Wang Pan just wants to climb to the top now!

From the outside world, there has been no news of Wang Pan, the holy son, since the succession ceremony.

In the beginning, quite a few true disciples, and the elders who supported the true disciples, wanted to plot against Wang Pan, kill Wang Pan, and take over by themselves.

But waiting left and right, but they couldn't wait for Wang Pan, and didn't even see a single hair.

Many vicious methods and vicious schemes aimed at Wang Pan were directly aborted.

In a blink of an eye, the past eight years.

During these eight years, Wang Pan never showed his face once.

Some people say that Wang Pan's master took advantage of his status as suzerain, guarded himself, stole himself, pretended to be public, embezzled the resources of the sect, and used it to train Wang Pan.

Some people swore that they saw with their own eyes that Wang Pan's master went to the holy land of Yaochi, paid a huge price, bought a batch of fairy peaches from Yaochi, closed the door every day, and secretly fed the peaches to his disciples.

Others speculated that Wang Pan was dead.

As time passed, the name Wang Pan was gradually forgotten and no one mentioned it again.

After all, everyone is so poor that they are busy looting houses, murdering and setting fires to subsidize their families, who has the time to pay attention to Wang Pan, the holy son, after all, the benefits of the holy son are not shared with them.

"It's been eight years, you're going to stay inside and never come out, right?
And Bengong's private money, won't be harmed by this brat, right? "

Mochizuki was restless, and the more he thought about it, the more flustered he became.

After all, Wang Pan has a criminal record, so Mochizuki had to think about it.

"No, I'm going to take a look."

Mochizuki couldn't sit still anymore, and directly tore open the void, came to the small world, and flew straight to the Tiangong above the nine heavens.

On the steps of white bones, skeletons knelt down one after another, and Mochizuki didn't even look at it.

When Mochizuki entered the hall, her body size also continued to shrink under the ubiquitous terrifying pressure.

Even though Mochizuki had seen the scene in the hall more than once, when he saw it again, he still couldn't help but lose his mind and his eyes were moved.

"Sooner or later, I will be able to become a fairy!"

Mochizuki's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and the next moment, Mochizuki remembered what he was here for.

"It's over, it's over! This traitor is not here, he must have climbed up!

When the traitor saw the elixir and spiritual plant that Bengong worked so hard to plant, wouldn't that mean a mouse fell into the rice vat? "

After a glance, Wang Pan was not seen in the surrounding area, Wang Yue's pretty face turned pale, her body shook violently, and she kept murmuring.

Thinking that Wang Pan, a traitor, was harming the elixir and spiritual plant that he had worked so hard to plant, Mochizuki hurriedly flew towards the shoulder of the ascended man.

Mochizuki's realm is much stronger than Wang Pan's. It took Wang Pan four years to climb to the shoulder of the Ascended One.

But Mochizuki only appeared on the shoulder for a moment, this is because of the influence of the ascended slough, it cannot tear the space, or teleport, otherwise, Mochizuki would appear on the shoulder of the Ascended's slough in just an instant.

When Mochizuki looked at the endless medicine field and the thriving elixir plants in the medicine field, Mochizuki felt a huge sense of accomplishment in his heart.

After carefully checking all the medicine fields, Mochizuki breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing wrong.

"It's strange, with that traitor's temperament, if he sees so many elixir plants, he won't be able to bear it.

But now all the elixir and spirit plants are there, a total of one hundred and three thousand seven hundred and twenty-six plants, a lot of them.

Didn't the traitor enter the inheritance hall? "

Mochizuki frowned, thinking she knew Wang Pan better.

From Mochizuki's point of view, Wang Pan is just a brazen brat who only stayed on Shenming Peak for a few months, taking advantage of his own retreat, he directly caused disasters to Shenming Peak.

Even a piece of medicine field cultivated by himself was harmed by Wang Pan.

The treasures of heaven and earth like the seven-colored god fish were even more harmed by Wang Pan, and they have not returned to Tianchi yet.

If Wang Pan saw such a large area of ​​elixir, he would definitely not let it go.

Now that the elixir and Lingzhi are fine, it means that Wang Pan must not have seen it.

Mochizuki thought for a while, then turned around and jumped off the shoulder of the Ascended One, and searched around the hall, but found no trace of Wang Pan, so Mochizuki began to panic.

Although Wang Pan often talks back to himself and is bold, he has nothing to do with respecting the teacher and respecting the way, and he properly rebels against the master and disciple.

But Mochizuki finds that every time she fights with Wang Pan like this, her mind feels more relaxed than ever.

For Mochizuki, Wang Pan is a good medicine to relax and adjust his body and mind.

After all, Mochizuki was unable to break through before, because the string was too tight for too long, which led to the opposite effect.

Cultivation requires relaxation, and fighting with Wang Pan is the way Mochizuki relaxes.

Wang Pan is made of iron, and Mochizuki is made of iron.

Well, this is Mochizuki's so-called slapstick.

When Mochizuki was looking for Wang Pan everywhere, a handsome boy crawled out of a sinkhole.

This tiankeng is unfathomably deep, and the surrounding rock walls are blood-red crystals, which can even feel a little warm to the touch.

This is a big hole in the head of the Ascended Slough!
(End of this chapter)