National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 296 Is it true that the Holy Son does not have a long memory?
In the process of building the foundation, all the swelling on Wang Pan's body disappeared, not only that, but his whole body shape has also been raised a bit.

He is 11 years old this year, but his height has reached 1.8 meters.

The body is perfect and streamlined.

"Maybe this is the talent?"

Wang Pan looked down, with a knowing smile on his face.

"Including this world, I have already experienced two simulated worlds of the Immortal Cultivation System.

The immortal cultivation systems in the two simulated worlds are similar, but it may be because the energy level of the immortal cultivation world in the last era of the end of the world was too low.

Therefore, the immortal cultivators in the simulated world in the era of the end of the world can only do dojos in snail shells, and achieve the ultimate in details, so as to improve their combat power as much as possible.

But this world of cultivating immortals is different, the higher the energy level, the stronger the upper limit that cultivators can reach!

The immortal cultivators in the realm of the end of the world can only cultivate to the Dao stage at the highest.

The immortal cultivators in this world can reach the stage of Mahayana, and even prove the true immortality of the Trinity. As long as the realm is strong enough, they can directly reduce ten sessions with one force and crush them.

This is why the two worlds are obviously the system of cultivating immortals, but there are also differences. "

Wang Pan was not in a hurry to break through the golden core, but fell into deep thought.

Of course, this is not to say that the system of cultivating immortals in that world in the era of the end of heaven and earth must be different from this world.

The system of cultivating immortals in that world in the era of the end of heaven and earth is still very desirable. In the same realm, it is even better than the cultivators in this world.

The Divine King Mingzhao Sutra is very strong, worthy of the title of Xiandian.

But if Wang Pan practiced the Sutra of God Wang Mingzhao, even if he practiced it to the extreme, he would not be able to surpass the creator of this fairy book.

Because the Shenwang Mingzhao Sutra was tailor-made according to the own conditions of the founder of Shenmingzong who created this exercise.

The physicality of people cannot be generalized.

Although everyone is human, the details of each person's body are different. For example, some people are large, some are small, some are long, and some are short.

Although Wang Pan relied on many talents and titles, after practicing the Sutra of God Wang Mingzhao, his combat power was unmatched in the same realm. Seeing Wang Pan in the realm, he would tremble and call out big brother.

"There is nothing surprising about the golden core in this world, it is nothing more than the higher quality of spiritual power and longer lifespan compared to the foundation period.

But in the world of the age of the end of heaven and earth, Jindan is an extremely important realm.

Nine ranks of golden elixirs are enough to change the fate of a cultivator against the sky! "

There was a bright light in Wang Pan's eyes. Nine revolutions of the Golden Elixir was enough for a cultivator to undergo an all-round transformation!
If one can achieve a first-grade pill, then the aptitude, comprehension, physical strength, spiritual power, etc. of the immortal cultivator will be increased by nine times!
Wang Pan was unlucky before, just in time for the era of the end of heaven and earth, the way of heaven is not manifested, and the aura does not exist.

It is difficult to practice in such an environment, and the lifespan of the foundation building period is only 200 years. Whether it is the limit of one's own lifespan, the environment of the world, or resources, one cannot form a first-grade golden elixir with the supporting king plate.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, so Wang Pan can only make pills hastily, and the pills are eight grades.

But it's different now, this world is full of aura, and the way of heaven hangs high, whether it's aptitude, life span, or resources, Wang Pan has everything!

"The golden core has nine revolutions, and each revolution is a new world.

If you want to form a first-grade golden pill, you need to keep breaking the pill.

If the elixir is not broken, then the highest will be a third-rank golden elixir.

But every time the pill is broken and formed into a golden pill again, the golden pill will become stronger until it becomes a first-grade pill. "

Wang Pan has already made a decision in his heart, the god Wang Mingzhao is very strong, it is Wang Pan who wants to make it stronger!
In no hurry to break through the golden core, Wang sat cross-legged, his mind in an ethereal state.

Many talents shone with dazzling light, and countless inspirations collided in Wang Pan's mind, bursting out thousands of auras.

Wang Pan's divine sense accurately grasped these auras, allowing Wang Pan to make rapid progress.

Countless auras burst out in everyone's mind at all times, but ordinary people cannot practice, and their souls are dusty, so they can only let these auras dissipate, and they don't even know that auras have appeared.

Only a very few lucky people will have a flash of inspiration under certain circumstances.

But it can only catch a ray of spiritual light, if so, it can also make ordinary people seem to be enlightened.

A single aura has such a magical effect, not to mention that Wang Pan captures thousands of auras every minute.

It's not enlightenment, it's better than enlightenment!
In this state, Wang Pan was neither happy nor sad, his brain was unprecedentedly active, every brain cell was mobilized, and he began to calculate and process massive amounts of data.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Wang Pan suddenly felt joy in his heart.

Wang Pan was immediately withdrawn from the lack of joy and sorrow, and the whole person regained the emotions of a living being.

Wang Pan's face was bloodless, and he lost a lot of weight in a short period of time, and he could see the bones under the skin.

There were waves of overwhelmed fatigue in the brain, and the spirit was a little sluggish.

But these did not affect Wang Pan's joy at this time, because Wang Pan perfectly integrated Tianhe Sect's Tianhelu. Jindan method with the Shenwang Mingzhao Sutra.

Wang Pan's current state is not very good, his whole body seems to be hollowed out from spirit to body.

“You can’t just get into this state if you don’t have to.

It's too much for the mind and body.

It can be supported for a short time, and it only needs a period of recuperation to recover.

But if you enter this state for a long time, I'm afraid it will damage the original source.

This state is somewhat similar to the Dao-joining period of a cultivator, where the body and the Dao are united, and the soul merges with the heaven and the earth.

Facing the Dao of Heaven, there are massive amounts of information received by the cultivators all the time, which greatly increases the speed of their comprehension of the Dao of Heaven.

My current strength is still too weak. Even if my soul can support it, my body can't.

Essence, energy and spirit are three in one, if the energy is too depleted, the spirit will naturally be powerless. "

Wang Pan instantly understood the essence.

Wang Pan was not in a hurry to break through the golden core stage, and Wang Pan's current state was not suitable for continuing to practice.

The most urgent thing is to eat a good meal and then get a good sleep.

"Qianhua!"

Wang Pan got off the bed and yelled out the door.

"I'm here!"

Qianhua outside the door was sitting on the pony and dozing off, when she heard Wang Pan calling her, she suddenly woke up with a jolt.

The door was pushed open, and Qianhua hurried into the room.

But when Qianhua saw Wang Pan's appearance, she was startled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Holy Son, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

With panic in her tone, Qianhua hurried forward to help Wang Pan.

"Okay, I'm fine, don't be afraid.

Tell the kitchen to give me something to eat. "

Wang Pan was a little speechless. Although he was weak, he didn't need help.

But Wang Pan still accepted Qianhua's kindness, and let Qianhua carefully support him.

Qianhua didn't understand so much, she just looked at Wang Pan, who was swollen like a ball before, but became skinny in a short period of time, which made Qianhua feel distressed after watching Wang Pan grow up.

"Yes!"

But Qianhua was just an ordinary person who didn't know anything about spiritual practice. Although she was still a little worried, she didn't dare to neglect after hearing what Wang Pan said, and ran out of the room in a hurry.

"and many more!
No need to go. "

Wang Pan stroked his thin cheek, as if remembering something, he spoke hastily.

Qianhua didn't understand, but it didn't prevent Qianhua from being obedient.

Now that Wang Pan had spoken, Qianhua also stopped and looked at Wang Pan suspiciously.

"It's a pity not to hit Master hard on such a good opportunity."

A smile appeared on Wang Pan's face, he waved back Qianhua, walked out of the room by himself, and walked towards the Shenming Palace.

The Shenming Palace is located on the Shenming Peak. The front hall is the place where the suzerain of the Shenming Sect handles government affairs, and the back hall is the residence of Mochizuki.

The courtyard where Wang Pan is located is just outside the Shenming Palace.

"My subordinates meet the Holy Son!"

"I have seen the Holy Son!"

Along the way, many disciples or servants saluted after seeing Wang Pan.

Although he was a bit puzzled as to why Wang Pan was in such a state, no one asked.

Don't be surprised, why they can recognize the changed Wang Pan.

A person's aura, if he does not deliberately conceal it, will not change no matter how long it has passed.

For a cultivator, remembering a person's aura couldn't be easier.

Wang Pan passed through the front hall and entered the back hall.

The apse is Mochizuki's bedroom, where idlers stop.

A Taoist soldier composed of powerful female cultivators is in charge of guarding. The strongest of them has the state of Dzogchen in the out-of-body period, and the weakest is also Nascent Soul.

Naturally, Wang Pan is not an idler. In terms of status, Wang Pan is not only the holy son of Shen Mingzong, but also Mochizuki's direct disciple.

So Wang Pan swaggered into the apse in front of the two female cultivators.

"Master, save me!"

As soon as he entered the apse, Wang Pan screamed in panic.

The whole person looked weak, pitiful and helpless, with panic on his face, staggering on his feet, and stumbling forward.

The next moment, a wave of supreme power descended, engulfing Wang Pan's body and disappearing on the spot.

Wang Pan only felt the world spinning for a while, and when he opened his eyes, Wang Pan appeared in a secret room.

And Mochizuki sat cross-legged on a formation, with a playful face, looking at Wang Pan.

"Hey, isn't this a good apprentice of this palace? I haven't seen you for a day. Why are you so distracted?"

Mochizuki scanned Wang Pan's body with his divine sense, seeing that Wang Pan was only lacking in energy and blood, and his spirit was weak, and he did not hurt the source, so he teased aloud.

"Master, I can't do it soon, but I can't bear you!
Although you often beat me, Master, I know that Master is doing it for my own good.

So I don't blame you, it's because the disciples are not good, always making Master angry.

Disciple will not be able to accompany Master in the future, forget about me.

If there is a next life, I will still be Master's disciple! "

Wang Pan's tone was full of grief, and he looked at Mochizuki affectionately with his eyes, and said softly.

"Good apprentice, I am very pleased to see that you can understand the good intentions of being a teacher.

You don't want to be a teacher, and being a teacher actually doesn't want you too.

You won't need it in your next life.

Don't forget, my Shenmingzong is best at playing with ghosts and corpses.

Good apprentice, bear with me, as a teacher, I will find a way to kill you right now.

At that time, as a teacher, I will refine your soul into the master soul of the bottle soul banner, and your body into a corpse puppet. Forget it, let’s refine it into a zombie. The corpse puppet is too stinky and ugly. "

Mochizuki looked at Wang Pan lovingly, and comforted him softly.

"Master, I think I can still save it."

Wang Pan couldn't stand it any longer.

"Master, I saw it just now, it's hopeless, it can't be saved, just wait for death.

The potential of the zombies trained while it is hot can be a little bit bigger. If they are alive, they will draw their souls, and they will be full of resentment, and they will immediately become ghosts. "

Mochizuki shrugged his shoulders, and shook his head regretfully at Wang Pan.

Then as if nothing had happened, he pulled up the thin shirt that had slipped off his shoulders.

Wang Pan's eyes were straightened, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he really is a cunning old shoulder.

"Master, I was beaten like this by you, you can't ignore it."

Wang Pan couldn't hold back anymore, looking at Mochizuki's eagerness to try, Wang Pan was really afraid that Mochizuki would attack him.

"Hehe, are you sure you want Ben Gong to be responsible?"

Mochizuki smiled like a flower, and asked Wang Pan.

"Do you want it?"

Wang Pan was a little hesitant, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look right, with such a nice smile, there must be a conspiracy!

"Very good, I am satisfied with you!
Isn't it just skinny and thin, that's easy! "

Mochizuki smiled maliciously, got up slowly, and approached Wang Pan step by step.

"What do you want to do?
Don't come here! "

Wang Pan's face showed fear, and the cowardly group really retreated tactically.

"Want to run? Come here for me!"

Mochizuki grabbed the king pan, followed by a brutal beating.

In the secret room, there were only the sounds of punches to the flesh and Wang Pan's screams.

Mochizuki didn't show mercy at all, Wang Pan's body was like a ball being patted by Mochizuki.

In the secret room, the afterimages of Mochizuki are vivid, and every time Wangpan has not landed, Mochizuki has already appeared at the place where Wangpan landed and waited for Wangpan.

Mochizuki had already discovered that Wang Pan had made a breakthrough. Don't look at Wang Pan's lack of energy and blood, and his thin body, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Mochizuki felt relieved when he beat Wang Pan who had sent him to the door and lay on the ground like a dead dog.

I didn't think before that retreating for decades was just the norm, but now Mochizuki can't stand it after realizing that beating his apprentice can make him stronger.

It feels like retreating is like going to jail, and the days feel like years.

The point is that the improvement of cultivation base in retreat is not as much as beating the apprentice twice, which makes Mochizuki feel restless after only one day of retreat.

Fortunately, the apprentice is very filial, knowing that I am restless and irritable, so I send it to my door to solve my problems.

Where can I find such a good apprentice?

"Good apprentice, get up quickly and take a look, I assure you, you have gained three laps of weight now!

Next time there is such a good thing, remember to call me. "

Mochizuki looked at Wang Pan with a bruised nose and swollen face, and said with some insatiable meaning.

"Is there anything else? If not, I have a feeling for the teacher, and I have to retreat and practice."

Mochizuki blinked her eyes, and without waiting for Wang Pan to speak, she directly picked up Wang Pan, tore open a space channel, and threw Wang Pan into it.

In Wang Pan's residence, a spatial crack opened, and Wang Pan fell out of it.

Wang Pan patted the dust on his body indifferently, ignored the surprised eyes of a group of maids, and sneaked back to his room like a thief.

Then he turned his hand, and a space ring appeared in Wang Pan's palm.

"hey-hey."

Wang Pan looked at this space ring with a smirk.

"This wave is not a loss!"

Wang Pan's face is full of complacency, even if you are unreasonable, in front of me as cunning as a ghost, you will follow me to eat ashes.

"Let me be healthy, what good things are hidden in the master's space ring."

Wang Pan exuded anticipation and opened the space ring without hesitation.

In different worlds, the usage of space rings is also different.

There is no mention of the owner of the space ring in this world at all, whoever finds it belongs to it.

This is also the reason why Shen Mingzong likes to go out to kill people, set fires, and rob houses.

Otherwise, Shenmingzong wouldn't waste their own practice time, risking their own death and dao disappearance, and robbing a bunch of interspatial rings that they recognized as masters but couldn't be opened.

As long as there is spiritual power, a cultivator can open the space ring.

In Tianzhou, there is a notorious holy place, Miaoshoukongkongmen.

This holy place is proficient in stealing from top to bottom, with all hands and empty hands. I don't know how many immortal cultivators have been murdered and stolen for no reason.

With excitement, Wang Pan input spiritual power and opened the space ring.

"It's true that the Holy Son doesn't have a long memory. He knows that he will be beaten, but he still provokes that old woman again and again?"

Wang Pan's face was full of complacency.

"Fuck!"

After opening the space ring, Wang Pan's divine sense penetrated into it, and saw everything in the space ring clearly, and then Wang Pan was stunned.

In the space ring, there is no powerful Dao weapon that Wang Pan imagined would destroy the world, nor is there any priceless and rare elixir, and there are no heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Holding a piece of close-fitting clothing in his hand, Wang Pan fell into deep thought.

"I didn't expect that Master's expression was dark and cold.

But who would have thought that Master also has the side of a little daughter, and everyone has the love of beauty.

Have to say, it's pretty cool.

It is worthy of being the master of this holy son, and his aesthetics is exactly the same as this holy son.

What is it called?This is called the master and apprentice see the same thing!
I just don’t know how beautiful it looks when worn on Master’s body? "

Wang Pan's nose was a little hot, he couldn't watch or think about it, otherwise he would have a nosebleed.

Hurriedly taking back the underwear in his hand to the interspatial ring, Wang Pan heaved a sigh of relief.

Then he thought of something, Wang Pan's body froze, his scalp was numb, and he was sweating profusely.

"It's over, I won't be silenced, will I?"

The more Wang Pan thought about it, the more flustered he became. Originally, he just wanted to make a fortune and let his master suffer a dumb loss. When his master found out that something was wrong, he had already taken the benefit into his stomach.

But man is not as good as God, Wang Pan tried his best to bear the humiliation, and finally seized the opportunity, but he didn't expect that the fox didn't catch it and caused a lot of trouble.

Wang Pan shuddered, feeling that a catastrophe was imminent.

Without hesitation, Wang Pan kicked open the door, packed up his belongings, and ran away with a bucket.

Originally, he wanted to keep Mochizuki's space ring, but Wang Pan thought about it, isn't this a self-inflicted move?

As long as there is no evidence, it is not a crime.

What space ring, Wang has never seen before!
Be careful to sue you for slander!

Along the way, Wang Pan was suspicious, for fear that Mochizuki would appear out of nowhere and block him.

But fortunately, Wang Pan breathed a sigh of relief when he came to Shenmingzong's transmission square.

"Meet the Son!
I don't know that the Holy Son is coming, but I can't meet him far away, and I hope that the Holy Son will forgive my sins. "

The elders of the outer sect guarding the teleportation array saw Wang Pan coming, and left a group of disciples who were already standing on the teleportation array waiting to be teleported aside, and came to see Wang Pan one after another.

Wang Pan has two identities in Shenmingzong, one is the holy son, and the other is Mochizuki's direct disciple.

But no matter which identity they are, they are not comparable to a group of elders from the outer sect.

"See Holy Son!"

The rest of the disciples also bowed to Wang Pan one after another.

"Excuse me." Wang Pan raised his hand and said to a group of elders from the outer sect, "Don't blame those who don't know, besides, the elders are also responsible."

"Thank you, Holy Son."

A group of outer sect elders and disciples thanked him one after another.

"Okay, to make a long story short, my Son has something important to do, and I need to use the teleportation array, so prepare it for me as soon as possible."

Wang Pan didn't have time to be courteous to them, so he should run away first, wait for Mochizuki to calm down, or wait for himself to beat Mochizuki before coming back.

Wang Pan felt very sad, it was too miserable to have a home and not be able to go back.

Thinking of this, Wang Pan felt a little guilty towards his parents.

But fortunately, Wang Pan got the news of his parents. They were doing well, and no one dared to provoke them.

During these eight years, Wang Pan's parents added a younger brother and two younger sisters to Wang Pan.

It's a pity that none of them have spiritual roots and cannot practice.

Now that the parents are living a good life, maybe they will also think of Wang Pan, the eldest son, but most of the other children are by their side, which can be regarded as enjoying the family happiness.

Wang Pan's lifespan is too long, Wang Pan can't find treasures from heaven and earth to continue his parents' life, second, he can't stay with them, and third, he can't let his parents embark on the journey of cultivating immortality.

For Wang Pan, he is just a passer-by in this world.

After all, there will be a day to leave, maybe after a long time, having other children with their parents can also distract them, so that they won't miss Wang Pan too much.

Wang Pan looked a little complicated.

Instead of meeting each other, waking up the thoughts of the parents and then turning around and leaving, it's better to be like this first.

"Holy Son, where are you going?

This sect has teleportation arrays all over Qingzhou, and even interstate teleportation arrays leading to the next two big states. "

An elder from the outer sect asked.

"Go to Yangzhou!"

Wang Pan thought for a while, it was better to stay away.

(End of this chapter)