National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 304 Starting from scratch, rich as hell!
In the Gambling Stone Workshop, when the formation of the Qishifang shop was opened, the monks sitting in the other dozens of Gambling Stone shops on this street instantly rose into the air and looked towards the Qishifang.

I saw a huge formation directly covering Qishifang, making it hard to see clearly.

The large formation mobilized the power of heaven and earth, and a terrifying murderous intent was hidden.

"It's really lucky! Last time it was Qishifang, this time it's them!"

A cultivator who transformed himself into a god frowned, with envy in his words.

Over the past 10 years in Xiancheng, there have been only seven such situations among dozens of shops in Qishifang.

Every time, it is because the customer bets that the contents inside are too precious after the stone is cut open.

"Why didn't it come out in our Dayan Pavilion?"

The holy place behind Dayan Pavilion is considered the strongest group among dozens of holy places. The area of ​​the shop is several times larger than that of Qishifang, and the monks sitting in the town are also in the out-of-body stage.

"Want to go have a look?"

A cultivator of Huashen suggested.

"Forget it, with so many of us going there, we might be misunderstood by the people from Qishifang."

A monk was very excited, and wanted to see what kind of treasure could make the people of Qishifang lose face.

But in the end, he shook his head. The holy places behind dozens of shops had already made an agreement.

The house where the treasure appears belongs to that house, and the rest cannot snatch it, otherwise they will be punished together!

"I remember Yu Qi is the monk sitting in Qishifang, right?
Late stage of transformation.

If Qishifang can't keep the treasure by itself, then we can't blame us, can we? "

A monk in the out-of-body period said quietly.

"In the late stage of transformation of gods born in the Holy Land, whether it is the practice of immortality, supernatural powers, or magic weapons, it is not comparable to outside casual cultivators. With Yu Qi's cultivation in the late stage of transformation of gods, he can leapfrog the level of the out-of-body stage The casual repair.

I see, we have no chance. "

A cultivator who had perfected his spirit shook his head, not thinking that Yu Qi would miss it.

A group of monks sitting in town were a little disappointed. Three of the lucky ones who offered out heavy treasures seven times before accepted the quotations from the monks sitting in the stone gambling shop on the spot, sold the heavy treasures to the Holy Land, and paid homage to the Holy Land by the way.

The other three people disagreed, thinking that the price was too low, and then they were directly beheaded by the monks sitting in the stone gambling shop, and forcibly took away the treasure.

The remaining one was extremely ferocious, and directly slaughtered all the monks in the entire stone gambling shop, and all the raw materials of spirit stones were also emptied.

It's just that before the man walked out of the fairy city, he was directly besieged and killed by the strong men in the fairy city.

In the end, Chongbao was obtained by Dayan Holy Land, but the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect where Chongbao appeared lost his wife and lost his army. Not only was he ridiculed by the rest of the Holy Land, but he also missed Chongbao.

"Not necessarily, anyway, idle is idle, what if?"

After a monk finished speaking, he flew straight towards the Qishifang. Of course, he did not force his way into the Qishifang, but stopped a thousand meters away from the Qishifang.

The rest of the monks were also moved, and it seemed to be the same reason after thinking about it carefully.

Outside the fairy city, dozens of monks from the Shenming sect who were in the middle stage of leaving their bodies entered the fairy city.

These people were all sent by the forces in Shenmingzong who didn't want to see Wang Pan alive to hunt down Wang Pan.

Shenmingzong is also a holy place. Although it is separated from Yangzhou by the endless sea, after revealing its identity, no one is embarrassed.

Without even handing in a single spirit stone, dozens of monks from the Shenmingzong entered the city.

In the past few days, they have turned their surroundings upside down, but they haven't found any trace of Wang Pan.

Now there is only this fairy city left, and with Wang Pan's foundation-building stage cultivation base, he wouldn't be able to go too far if he thought about it.

Before that, the group of Shenmingzong didn't want to cause trouble. After all, this fairy city was built by several holy places in Yangzhou, and it was not Shenmingzong's home field.

This is also because Shen Mingzong is too far away from Yangzhou, and its influence is limited.

Now that they have searched all around, it is most likely to be this fairy city, so the group of Shenmingzong gathered together and entered the fairy city.

In the shadow of Shenmingzong and his group, there are twelve Void Refining Stage experts sent by Mochizuki hidden!
Strictly speaking, they are not people, but ghosts!
The twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts were cultivated by Mochizuki's master for many years. I don't know how much effort and resources were spent to let them grow to the refining stage!

The twelve ghosts have their own consciousness, and their thinking is very simple. Instead of looking for the Holy Son by themselves, it is better to follow this group of people who want to kill the Holy Son.

After all, this group of people want the Holy Son to die too much, and they will definitely work hard to find the Holy Son.

They just need to stand up at the critical moment to pick the peaches and bring the Son back.

In the Qishifang, Yu Qi's body was wiped out inch by inch.

A space ring rolled to the ground and spun several times.

Wang Panshou made a move, and the space ring fell into his hand.

"It's only a hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones, and you're still an elder from the outer sect of the Holy Land. Why are you so poor!"

Putting his spiritual thoughts into it and making a rough estimate, Wang Pan couldn't help but lament how hard it is to make money.

Wang Pan walked step by step in front of the phalanx floating in mid-air, and looked at it for a long time, but Wang Pan didn't see anything.

The throbbing and longing that came from the soul before also disappeared, as if it was an illusion.

"Forget it, put it away first."

Wang Pan habitually covered this phalanx with his spiritual thoughts, wanting to include it in the space ring.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Pan's complexion suddenly changed, his divine sense trembled, and he turned back like avoiding a snake.

Wang Pan remembered that a group of monks had used their spiritual thoughts to investigate this phalanx before, but they were all seriously injured, and they were directly devoured by this phalanx.

Although Wang Pan is confident and his soul is extremely powerful, he should not end up like this, but what if?
But something unexpected happened to Wang Pan!

Suspended in mid-air, An Jing's phalanx suddenly moved!
It was directly disintegrated into wisps of gray-black smoke in mid-air. The smoke caught up with Wang Pan's divine sense in an instant, and directly merged into the divine mind. Accompanied by the divine mind, it returned to Wang Pan's divine soul!
In the sea of ​​Wang Pan's consciousness, there is a person who looks exactly like Wang Pan, looking at the middle finger of his right hand like a real soul in amazement.

There, wisps of gray-black smoke kept changing, invading the end of the middle knuckle of Wang Pan's right hand.

Not a replacement, but a fusion!

If it was a replacement, then Wang Pan would rather cut off the end of the middle knuckle of Shenhun's right hand, and would never keep it!

Even his soul does not completely belong to him, with the existence of such knuckles, this is unacceptable to Wang Pan!

The fusion is different, the soul still belongs to oneself, and the extra knuckle is more like a means, but now is obviously not the time to check this knuckle.

"Your father is dead, and your mother is going to be a widow. Don't you want to avenge your father?"

Wang Pan curiously asked the monk who was still kneeling on the ground, his eyes were dull, and he hadn't recovered.

"What my father, don't talk nonsense, be careful I will sue you for defamation!

You are my father too!

Dad, when do you think the baby will send his mother to your house? "

The monks in the foundation building period were furious at first, and then said to Wang Pan flatteringly.

"shameless!"

"I'm ashamed to be with you!"

A group of immortal cultivators next to him looked at that man with contempt in their eyes.

The next moment, the scene suddenly became lively.

"Senior, don't listen to his nonsense. I've seen his mother before. She has a big head and a thick neck, and she looks like a pig demon. My mother is different. She is beautiful, kind, and gentle!"

"Damn, are you still shameless? You are sons of men in vain!

It is impossible for me to send my mother away, senior, how about you see the slave family? "

"Senior, do you want a Taoist couple? Just married for one month, [-]% new, no accidents, quick hands and feet, very capable!"

As he spoke, he pulled the daoist couple who was standing aside with a dazed look, who hadn't figured out what was going on, to him, and enthusiastically introduced him to Wang Pan.

"To shut up!
Who do you think I am, Mr. Wang?
Even if you don't give me your charming mother and newlywed Taoist partner, I will let you go. "

The more Wang Pan listened, the more something went wrong, no, I can't listen anymore, otherwise I really couldn't help it.

Wang Pan immediately shouted loudly, shocking a group of monks instantly.

A group of monks looked at each other in blank dismay, you are not such a person, then why did you drool just now?
"Senior, we know that you are not such a person, but my mother taught me since I was a child that you must repay your kindness.

I have no way to repay the great kindness of seniors, so I can only ask my mother to repay it for me. "

After a filial son finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Wang Pan.

"Extremely extreme, didn't you say that you would do anything for me?

Now it's time to prove it, you should follow senior beside your husband and take care of senior's daily life hand in hand. "

Another monk explained to his newly married Taoist companion.

"I want it all!"

Wang Pan stretched out his hand, holding his five fingers empty, and the space collapsed in his palm.

A group of monks were stunned, senior, is your appetite too big?

"Hand over your storage bags, interspatial rings, portable instruments, and magic weapons to me!"

Wang Pan showed a kind smile.

After all, he is the holy son of Shenmingzong, so he still needs to learn to rob?Isn't that an ancestral skill?
"Senior, it's wrong for you to do this. It's fine if you want our mother, and you can also want our Taoist couple, but if you want our money, then you want our lives!"

"That's right, I am a casual cultivator with no background, no famous teacher, and no resources. It's extremely difficult to practice. I have come to this day only for a few resources. Don't force us!"

"Brothers, copy the guy!"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, today either we die or he dies!"

Wang Pan's words were like stabbing a hornet's nest.

The monks who were submissive in front of Wang Pan, and who could even give away their Taoist couples and old ladies, all had their necks crossed, their faces were full of madness, and they seemed to strike at the slightest disagreement.

"It's still a little bloody."

Seeing this scene, Wang Pan was not angry but happy.

This is the cultivator!
Just now I thought that what I saw was a group of soft bones that had been cultivated to dogs.

"Since you don't give it, I'll take it myself."

Wang Pan has a pure heart, does whatever he wants, thinks like a powerful and unconstrained style, and does whatever comes to mind.

It doesn't matter whether these immortal cultivators in front of them are heinous or kind.

Now I am the holy son of the Shenming sect. As a member of the devil, it is normal for me to fight a robbery, right?

Wang Pan moved, and his body turned into dozens of afterimages in an instant, and dozens of immortal cultivators from Jindan to Yuanying flew upside down at the same time.

When the person was in mid-air, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his whole body's aura was disordered, and his blood and meridians were severely injured.

Dozens of afterimages merged into one, Wang Panshou made a move, and pieces of magical artifacts, magic weapons, storage bags and space rings all fell into Wang Panshou.

Without looking at it, he directly put all the items into his own space ring, and then returned the empty storage bag and space ring to a group of monks.

Wang Pan didn't intend to kill them. Even though Wang Pan's god Wang Mingzhao Sutra was extremely evil, and he could increase his cultivation base by cultivating immortals, Wang Pan didn't like these people because he was too weak.

"Supernatural power. Exhale the wind!"

Wang Pan's mind moved, his spiritual power circulated, and the power of heaven was slightly shaken, connecting the sky and the earth.

"Wow!"

A slight whimper sounded, like a woman weeping faintly.

A wisp of black wind came out of nothingness and swept across the entire backyard.

Countless stone skins, raw materials of spirit stones, turned into gravel under the blowing of the black wind, exposing the spirit stones, medicines, ores and so on.

In the Qishifang, there are no less than a million pieces of various spirit stone raw materials, the largest of which is hundreds of meters high and four or five meters wide, like a sharp sword inserted into the ground.

Numerous spirit stone raw materials revealed their true colors, most of which were low-grade spirit stones.

Wang Pan's space ring has a lot of space, so even if it is a low-grade Lingshi Wang Pan, he doesn't dislike it, and puts all of them in the space ring.

The raw material shell of the sword-shaped spirit stone, which is hundreds of meters high and four to five meters wide, is constantly sprinkled with gravel under the blowing of the strong wind.

But in a moment, the raw material of the spirit stone, which was over [-] meters high, disappeared in place, leaving nothing but a pile of gravel.

"It's so dark!"

Wang Pan complained, but he didn't know whether he was talking about the blackness of Qishifang or his own face.

The raw materials of millions of spirit stones in the entire backyard were swept away by Wang Pan, and they were all cut up.

Low-grade spirit stones, middle-grade spirit stones, top-grade spirit stones, top-grade spirit stones, three fourth-grade elixir plants, one piece of fifth-grade ore, etc., are worth about [-] top-grade spirit stones.

Wang Pan pouted, a little dissatisfied.

Look at other people, just relying on technology, every one of them is cutting out shocking treasures at every turn, and their mouths are full of oil.

What about yourself?
He directly took the Qishifang in one pot, and it turned out that there were only so many Lingshi.

"Can you tell me where your warehouse is?"

Wang Pan turned his head, showed a kind smile, and asked softly.

"I don't know."

Although Wang Pan acted very kindly, the inner disciples of the Holy Land in Qishifang were shaking like chaff and replied tremblingly.

"You have to think about it before answering. After all, your life belongs to you, and the money belongs to the Holy Land."

Wang Pan stepped forward, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder, and taught him earnestly.

When retracting his hand, he skillfully and naturally took off the space ring on Zhou Chang's finger.

Wang Pan nodded in satisfaction when he saw the sixth-grade elixir he had given out in the interspatial ring.

"I know I know!"

Zhou Chang, an inner disciple of the Stone Man Holy Land, felt that Wang Pan's words were too reasonable, and immediately nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Ruzi can be taught."

Look, sometimes you can't solve problems with fists alone, proper communication is also necessary.

Zhou Chang turned himself into a leading party, with a flattering smile on his face, guiding Wang Pan in the direction.

Soon, under the leadership of Zhou Chang, Wang Pan came to a warehouse. The whole body of the warehouse was made of pure gold. Relying on its own material, it could resist the attack of the transformation god stage. It can't be broken either.

Right now, there is still a large formation covering the outside of the warehouse, and they will be dumbfounded when the out-of-body period comes.

"What are you doing in a daze, open it."

Wang Pan pursed his lips, motioning for Yu Qi to open the warehouse.

"Senior, it's not that I don't want to open the warehouse for you, it's just that I can't open it.

This treasury needs Elder Yu's identity token to open it. "

With a mournful face, Zhou Chang said cautiously, for fear of offending Wang Pan.

"Don't tell me sooner."

Wang Pan rolled his eyes, and with a thought, he found a token from the space ring, and then poured spiritual power into it.

The token is a magic weapon, under the infusion of spiritual power, it keeps growing bigger, like a stone monument.

The stone tablet is engraved with dense lines, which are wandering all the time.

And being pulled by the token's energy, the large formation shrouded outside the warehouse also had ripples. The large formation continued to change, and finally gathered in midair to form a stone tablet exactly like the token.

The two steles, one false and the other solid, approached suddenly!
The next moment, Zhou Chang ran away!

A smile appeared on Zhou Chang's face, what's the use of being strong?

The most important thing is to have a brain!

You are so strong, why didn't you get killed here by me?
Zhou Chang had already thought of the scene where he was fearless in the face of danger, brave and careful, killed the invading enemy, was rewarded by the Stone Man Holy Land, and then rose to the sky and skyrocketed.

But while running, Zhou Chang was stunned. Even though he had erupted the forbidden technique, raised his realm, and greatly increased his speed, he ran for a long time and felt lonely, but he still stood still.

"Senior, I said that I was overwhelmed by the grandeur of the senior, which made my body a little numb. Now I am moving my body, do you believe it?"

Turning his head, he revealed a smiling face that was uglier than crying.

"Believe it, as long as you dare to say it, I dare to believe it.

I am optimistic about you, you continue to run, don't stop. "

Wang Pan believed it, the new appointment between people is so simple, as long as you dare to say it, I dare to believe it.

"Senior, can you put down this big knife that is as wide as a door panel? I have no other intentions, but I am afraid that the senior will be too tired to hold it."

With a flattering smile on Zhou Chang's face, he cautiously questioned the king.

"That won't work. If I put down the knife, how can I kill you?"

Wang Pan shook his head, the door-sized knife on his shoulder was shining brightly.

As for the front of the warehouse, the riot formation was directly suppressed by a scepter.

How could Wang Pan not guard against Zhou Chang, if the warehouse is so easy to open, it would be hell.

The formation in the treasury does require Yu Qi's identity token to open, but the premise is that the spiritual power input in the token is Yu Qi's.

The spiritual power of every immortal cultivator is unique, with the fluctuation of the immortal cultivator's own soul.

The spiritual power input by Wang Pan to the identity token was directly judged by the formation as an intruder, and the formation directly rioted.

Even if the out-of-body period is complete, anyone who doesn't pay attention will die!
But Wang Pan directly sacrificed the power of heaven to suppress the riot formation.

No matter how powerful the formation is, it needs the aura of heaven and earth!

Without the aura of heaven and earth, the formation is just a decoration!
Wang Pan's Heavenly Dao authority directly controlled this side of the world, and the riot formation was directly paralyzed.

Zhou Chang's heart was full of remorse, regretting that he should not have listened to Wang Pan's words.

His life is his own, and his money belongs to the Stone Man Holy Land.

I am an inner disciple, what is my life!
What Zhou often uses is a forbidden technique, which can make his strength skyrocket in a short period of time, but the backlash is also very serious.

In just a short moment, Zhou Chang's aura continued to drop, and even the strength of Jindan Qi was gone.

Zhou Chang was obviously running forward, but he was standing still in a weird way, but when his speed slowed down, Zhou Chang continued to retreat, getting closer and closer to Wang Pan.

"No!"

Zhou Chang turned his head and looked at Wang Pan's white teeth and the door-sized knife on his shoulder, full of horror.

"brush!"

With a flash of the knife, half of Zhou Lin's body was directly crushed by the knife with a large door panel.

Wang Pan casually put away the door-sized knife without throwing it around.

I don't know which heartless craftsman made it. With such a large piece of Nether Stone, a magic weapon was refined.

Will it be a refiner?Don't let dogs do exercise, dogs are better than you!

Wang Pan didn't expect that the millions of spirit stones he had placed high hopes on were not worth a lot of money. He robbed a group of casual cultivators and got such a large piece of ghost stone.

The Nether Stone is the material for making Taoist artifacts. A piece as big as a fingernail can be used as the main material for refining magic weapons.

But the door in Wang Pan's hands is big, and the knife made of the god stone is just a magic weapon.

The dog shook his head when he saw this refining technique.

"The price of such a knife made of the god stone is probably more than ten million top-grade spirit stones."

Wang Pan was in a very good mood. When he came to the storeroom, he stretched out his hand and tapped the seemingly seamless gold essence a few times. After a burst of clicks, the seamless golden essence revealed a door.

Wang Pan pushed open the door, and was immediately dazzled by the mountain of spiritual stones in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, it is all spirit stones!

It's a pity that most of them are middle and low-grade spirit stones, even top-grade spirit stones are very good, and there are very few top-grade spirit stones.

This is the turnover of Qishifang, and the Stoneman Holy Land collects it once a year.

After the spirit stone veins are mined in the Holy Land, the spirit seeker will first select a batch of spirit stone raw materials with good leather shell performance, and the rest will flow into the gambling stone workshop.

The casual cultivators, immortal clans and people from other forces who came to buy raw materials for spirit stones were not fools.

Naturally, they knew that the good things were intercepted by the Holy Land itself, and they looked down on those who used to gamble with stones.

Naturally, it is impossible to spend a high price to buy Lingshi raw materials.

So it makes sense that there are so many low-grade spirit stones in the warehouse of Qishifang.

For example, the 10,000+ top-quality spirit stones bought by Wang Pan are only a very small number of spirit stone raw materials, and they are used by the Stone Man Holy Land to support the venue and attract customers.

Wang Pan directly collected all the mountainous spirit stones into the space ring. There was no other way, the Shenmingzong was poor, and he, the holy son, was so poor that he could only rely on his own efforts.

What happened to the low-grade spirit stone?
Little things add up, as long as you work hard enough and your hard work pays off, one day you will be able to start from scratch and become rich!
(End of this chapter)