National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 300
Wang Pan is like a cat coming to a new home, walking around in the cave, patrolling his territory.

After a lap, except that the aura is not as good as Shenming Peak, the rest of the place is not bad.

Clean up the room and spread the bedding.

Wang Pan took out another piece of fat and thin monster meat, turned it into silk with spiritual power, cut the monster meat into slices as thin as cicada's wings, and marinated it with various seasonings.

Taking out a whole piece of raw uncut Lingshi, his fingers cut the Lingshi into slices like a hot knife cutting oil.

Wang Pan snapped his fingers, a rootless fire suspended in mid-air, burning blazingly, and the heat wave was pressing.

With Wang Pan's control, the temperature of the flame gradually decreased.

Wang Pan spread the cut out spirit stone slabs directly on the flames, and rubbed the fat of monster meat back and forth on the spirit stone slabs.

After finishing all this, Wang Pan spread the fat and thin monster meat on the spirit stone slate.

"Zizi!"

There was a burst of roasting sound, the monster meat was sizzling, and a little smoke rose with a strong fragrance.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Wang Pan directly picked up a piece of monster meat and put it in his mouth.

"Not bad, moderate fat and thin, with a little burnt aroma."

Wang Pan ate until his mouth was full of oil.

A large piece of monster meat entered Wang Pan's stomach in a short while.

After eating and drinking enough, Wang Pan fell asleep.

Before that, he had always been worried, for fear that the master would suddenly appear and capture him back.

After settling down now, Wang Pan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That night, although he was not familiar with the place, Wang Pan slept soundly.

Many people in Shenmingzong who wanted to kill Wang Pan suffered.

The cross-state teleportation array is charged according to the number of people, not the number of times. One person needs 30 top-quality spirit stones, one-way!
Many people retreated. After all, even if Wang Pan was killed, the position of Holy Son would not necessarily fall on their own heads.

Back and forth 60 top-grade spirit stones, wouldn't it be good to keep them for cultivation?
Not everyone can take out 60 top-quality spirit stones, even if they can take it out, they have to consider whether it is worth it!

Therefore, most people give up.

Once they gave up, they immediately felt better, and began to watch the excitement from the sidelines.

In the end, more than [-] out-of-body Dzogchen passed through the interstate teleportation array and were sent to Yangzhou.

In Shenming Palace, Mochizuki waved away the people kneeling on the ground, her face was full of calm.

"Interesting, it seems that not only some people in the true biography want the Son to die, but also many elders want the Son to die."

There was a murderous intent in Mochizuki's eyes. To Mochizuki, the Wang Pan was her private property.

I can beat him, I can scold him, but I don't allow others to get involved!
The body is in harmony with the Tao, and the soul merges with the heaven and the earth!

Killing together, the world is turned upside down!

In Shenmingzong, the brilliant sky knife hangs over everyone's head.

At this moment, all the strong men felt their scalps go numb, feeling like a catastrophe was imminent.

"Forget it, let the Holy Son kill himself.

Although the Holy Son is full of talent, but the real strong are all killed from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

It just happened to teach the Holy Son a lesson, lest he be raised and disabled by Bengong's side. "

Thoughts flashed across Mochizuki's eyes, and the spiritual power in her body gradually calmed down.

After one night, Wang Pan got out of bed.

He casually boiled a pot of porridge with Jasper Ling rice, and finished his breakfast with a plate of cold elixir.

Carrying a hoe, he came to the spiritual field and started to work.

As soon as the hoe went down, the soil flew up.

In just half an hour, Wang Pan turned over the ten acres of spiritual field. All the weeds in it were burned to ashes by Wang Pan and sprinkled in the spiritual field.

Don't think Wang Pan is so easy, just think it's very simple.

If it were an ordinary person, even if they tried their best, they would not be able to pull out the weeds growing in the spiritual field, let alone dig the ground with a hoe.

For ordinary people, the land in Lingtian is harder than fine steel!
Even if an immortal cultivator in the Qi training period came, he could clear an acre of spiritual land in a day.

In the same way, another ten acres of medicinal fields were also cleared out by Wang Pan.

Looking at the completely new Ling Tian and Yao Tian, ​​Wang Pan fell into deep thought.

"This is just a first-grade medicine field and spiritual field, what should I plant?"

Wang Pan scratched his head. Before, it was just a little unpleasant to see the overgrown weeds, but now what to plant after clearing it out made Wang Pan feel difficult.

"Forget it, plant whatever you want."

Wang Pan didn't bother to think about it, so he just bought some seeds and sprinkled them on, so that he could survive, but he couldn't be dragged down.

Not for a living anyway.

"There are not many spirit stones left.

Calculate the time, it should be almost here, right? "

Wang Pan stroked his chin with a smile on his face.

If he knew that no one came to kill him after he left the sect alone, Wang Pan would not believe it.

The master who seems to be fierce to him all day is actually a woman who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Being caught by Mochizuki, at most it was a brutal beating.

On the contrary, the rest of the Shenming sect, once given the chance, they would rush forward like hyenas without hesitation and tear the king's plate into pieces.

Therefore, after learning that he came to Yangzhou, those in Shenmingzong who wanted to die would definitely attack him.

"Everyone in Shenmingzong knows that this holy son can kill Yuanying during the Qi training stage, and now this holy son is in the foundation building stage.

Although the later stage of practice, the more difficult it is to kill the enemy by leapfrogging.

But just to be on the safe side, it should be impossible for the person who came to kill me to refine the void.

After all, there are only about [-] people in the Zongmen's Lianxu period, and the movements of each of them attract people's attention.

My master is not a dead person, even during the out-of-body period, if he dares to make a move during the refining period, it is impossible for my master to sit idly by.

So the strongest should be in the out-of-body stage, but it is also possible that there will be a person in the Void Refinement Stage who will kill me and shoot at me. "

Wang Pan thought about it carefully, and it was not a big problem.

Under the life-and-death struggle, even if the Void Refinement Stage came, Wang Pan was confident that he would be the one who survived without using his miraculous talent of equality of all beings!

Before he knew it, Wang Pan came to the edge of the pond.

In the pond, a group of skinny and hungry spirit fish swam up to Wang Pan, their heads floated out of the water, their mouths opened and closed to spit water on Wang Pan, and a pair of dead fish eyes stared at Wang Pan.

"A group of stupid fish will eat you all when they grow fat."

Wang Pan curled his lips, took out a handful of jasper spirit rice, and sprinkled it into the pond.

"Crash!"

"Come on!"

The surface of the pond suddenly splashed, and spirit fishes, big and small, began to scramble for each other.

Wang Pan used the formation disk to open the formation of the cave, opened the back door, and came to the distribution market.

There was a lot of voices, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians.

At a glance, you can't see the edge.

Xiancheng has been operated and developed by several holy places for hundreds of thousands of years, and word of mouth has already spread.

Every day, countless casual cultivators enter the fairy city, and there are also disciples from many forces.

The biggest function of the Immortal City is to communicate with each other, and most items can be found in the Immortal City.

In the distribution market in front of me, the stall owners alone cost a hundred thousand!

The booth fee only needs ten low-grade spirit stones per day, which can be afforded by the cultivators who can enter the fairy city.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the ancestral Changchun Kung Fu, practice this Kung Fu, in the same realm, the life expectancy is twice as long as others!"

"The magic weapon dug out of the big tomb just now, it's cheap!"

"Does anyone want the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir? Swallow a golden elixir, and my fate is up to me!"

The stall owners yelled hard, everyone seemed to be taken advantage of.

Wang Pan discovered that immortal cultivators are no different from ordinary people when it comes to their interests, and even worse than ordinary people.

The interests of ordinary people are only money, land, and power.

But the benefit of the immortal cultivator is that he can make himself stronger, live longer, and the great power belongs to himself.

Therefore, it is not surprising that immortal cultivators are more unbearable than ordinary people when faced with interests.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Wang Pan's body jerked violently, and his conditioned reflex was to kill him.

This sentence was so powerful that Wang Pan was terrified.

I don't know how many immortals have been killed by this sentence. Any immortal who comes to this world can destroy this world of cultivating immortals countless times.

"Are you calling me?"

Wang Pan turned around, pointed at himself in doubt and asked.

"Fellow Daoist, the old man is amazed to see your bones, your meridians are connected, and your innate qi lingers. You must be a unique talent in cultivating immortals."

An old man with white hair and beard didn't know that he walked around the gate of hell. After nodding to Wang Pan affirmatively, he said to Wang Pan with bright eyes.

"You have really good eyesight."

Wang Pan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and admitted directly.

As for what the old guy said about his amazing bones, his all-through veins, and his lingering innate qi, that's pure nonsense.

Any immortal cultivator in the foundation building period can apply this sentence.

The old man with white hair and beard looked at Wang Pan dumbfounded, feeling in his heart that this is the first time that this old man has met such a shameless person in his old age.

The old man is just talking nonsense with his eyes open, how dare you admit it.

But the old man with white hair and beard is considered well-informed, and he just woke up in a daze, with a kind smile on his face.

Big fat sheep!

"Oh, it's just a pity."

The old man with white hair and beard sighed, shook his head at Wang Pan, and hesitated to speak.

"What a pity?"

Wang Pan didn't feel impatient and asked with great interest.

Glancing left and right, Wang Pan approached the booth directly, took out a ponytail from the interspatial ring, sat on the ponytail, and waited for the old man with white hair and beard to speak.

The old man was stunned for a moment, this person is not out of touch at all.

It's good to stay, stay to show interest, in this way, the confidence will be greater.

What the old man said, I don't know how many people I have to say in a day.

Most of them left without looking back when they heard their call.

Only ten people out of a hundred will look back and listen to what they say.

Sometimes out of ten people, not one will stay.

Of course, the old man still has a lot of experience in selecting candidates.

People who are too old can't do it, people are old and mature, casual cultivators have a hard life, and they can face each other with life and death for a little resource. Those who can live to such an old age will definitely not be deceived.

Secondly, the disciples of the major sects do not lie, because even if they are deceived, as long as the other party recovers, they can turn around and clean themselves up.

In the end, don't lie to those who are too young, don't talk about those who are too young and don't have much money, once the elders of the other party come to you, you have to spit out as much as you eat.

You can't kill people inside the fairy city, but it didn't say that you can't kill people outside the fairy city!

The old man with white hair and beard doesn't have many spiritual stones to pay for a high-grade spiritual stone to enter the city.

The old man with white hair and beard has already reached the ninth level of Qi training stage, but as a casual cultivator, he uses some spiritual stones to improve himself, thinking about breaking through to the foundation building stage.

This time, the old man also saved some money and paid the aura tax, hoping to rely on the rich aura in the fairy city to impact the foundation building period.

As for cheating and abducting, it was incidental.

But if you don't have enough spirit stones, you can only go out of the city. Once you go out of the city, if there are immortal cultivators who are stronger than you are guarding you outside the city, then everything will be closed.

And Wang Pan in front of him was undoubtedly a good target.

After all, judging from the appearance, Wang Pan, who is 1.8 meters tall, is still a child.

"It's a pity that your pearl is covered with dust, and there is no suitable method of cultivating immortality to activate your potential.

You are lucky, the old man here has a fundamental method of immortality, immortality and immortality, which is just suitable for your situation.

All you need is this number, and this exercise book is yours. "

The old man with white hair and beard carefully took out a jade slip from his bosom. The jade slip was red and black in color, with countless patterns engraved on the surface.

The texture seems to be natural, exuding bursts of mysterious atmosphere.

Gou Fugui stretched out three fingers and shook them at Wangpan.

Gou Fugui did not give a specific number, and let Wang Pan figure out how many spirit stones to give.

"This wave should be able to earn three middle-grade spirit stones, right?"

Gou Fugui had an unfathomable expression on his face, and he looked like an out-of-world expert, but he was thinking about how many spirit stones he could earn this time.

Three middle-grade spirit stones are already the limit that Gou Fugui can think of.

One middle-grade spirit stone is equivalent to ten low-grade spirit stones, which is already a considerable income for Gou Fugui.

As for being taller, Gou Fugui had never thought about it, nor did he dare to think about it.

People are old and mature, and Gou Fugui knows that some money is earned but not spent.

A person who can take out three top-grade spirit stones is absolutely capable of taking out thirty top-grade spirit stones to kill himself.

It is precisely because of being able to clearly understand oneself that since the beginning of practice, Gou Fugui has been submissive in front of others, and struck hard in the back, niping danger in the bud, and being kind to others (in fact, he can’t beat him) has been smooth sailing (experienced thousands of years, big and small) field fights, dozens of times to survive in danger) finally reached the ninth floor of the Qi training stage at the age of 92, and was qualified to enter the foundation building stage.

Due to resources, their own aptitude and the way of cultivating immortals, it is basically impossible for ordinary cultivators to reach the thirteenth level of the Qi training period.

But you only need to practice the ninth level of Qi, and you can use the foundation building pill to hit the foundation building stage.

Although this kind of foundation building will be weaker and the potential is not enough, but the lifespan will not be compromised.

Not everyone can have the time, talent, resources, and cultivation methods to cultivate to the No. 13 level of Qi training, and break through to the foundation stage without relying on the Foundation Establishment Pill.

"300 million top-quality spirit stones?!"

Wang Pan rolled his eyes, and with a smile in his eyes, he exclaimed in surprise.

The expression was so exaggerated that the dog would shake his head when he saw it.

"puff!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Gou Fugui was thinking about how to spend after earning three middle-grade spirit stones, when he suddenly heard Wang Pan's words, Gou Fugui choked on his own saliva and coughed repeatedly.

"Little brat, are you here to find the old man happy?
roll roll roll!
Don't disturb the old man's business! "

Gou Fugui became angry from embarrassment and drove Wang Pan away.

"What if I really want to use so many spirit stones to buy you the fundamental method of immortality and immortality?"

Wang Pan put away the ponytail, and asked a question suddenly before leaving.

"Then the old man didn't dare to ask for it. Also, the basic method of immortality, immortality, immortality and immortality is just made up by the old man."

Gou Fugui was very bachelor and said directly.

"You can live and understand."

Wang Pan nodded, turned and left.

"Nonsense, if the old man doesn't understand, he won't live until now, and he won't know where he died."

After Wang Pan left, Gou Fugui muttered angrily.

"Huh? Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

"Fellow Daoist, I see that your bones are amazing, your veins are connected, and your innate qi lingers, you must be a unique talent in cultivating immortals!"

"It's just a pity, fellow daoist, the pearl is dusty, and there is no suitable cultivation technique for you to activate the huge potential in your body."

"I happen to have a fundamental method of immortality, immortality, and immortality that is suitable for your situation. It can develop your potential, but it is very difficult to practice, and ordinary people can't practice it at all.

But fellow daoists, you don’t have to worry, you are a unique talent in cultivating immortals, and this book on cultivating immortals is just for you! "

The old man's eyes lit up, he stopped a young man, and began to sell hard.

"really?"

The young man who was stopped was an imitator, born in a small family of cultivators, his eyes lit up when he heard the old man's words.

He considers himself the Son of Destiny, and the rest are imitators of the natives, and have heard a lot about various adventures.

Now I feel like my chance has come!

With this method of cultivating immortals, he will punch the elders of his family, kick his relatives of the same generation, and marry a saint girl to reach the top.

"Of course it's true! Will the old man sell you fake ones?"

The old man's face was covered with bruises, as if he was going to take the jade slip back.

Hearing the conversation behind him, Wang Pan couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect such a stupid person.

Along the way, Wang Pan was very interested in everything. He stopped and talked with the stall owner from time to time, but he never made a move.

For Wang Pan, he was just experiencing the customs of the world of cultivating immortals. As for these things, ten out of ten are fake, and maybe only one out of a hundred can be picked out as genuine.

Here comes the cheater, the value of this genuine item is several tenths higher than its real price!

"It's really simple and honest, and it's kind to people."

This made Wang Pan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

(End of this chapter)