National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 312
The Supreme Elder of the Aries Holy Land and the Holy Master of the Tianshui Holy Land are full of melancholy, their fame has been ruined once.

He was actually beaten up by an 11-year-old boy. If it spreads, what face would he have?

The two people who didn't fight each other on weekdays, after experiencing Wang Pan's beating, looked at each other now with a feeling of sympathy and sympathy.

But gradually, the Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land and the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land seemed to have thought of something, their faces were full of solemnity, and then turned into horror.

"impossible?"

The words of the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land were full of disbelief, and he looked at the Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land.

"11 years old, you fucking call this 11 years old?!"

The Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land ignored the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land, Na Na muttered to himself.

After hearing the words of the Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land talking to himself, the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land swallowed, feeling that the world seemed to have become illusory at this moment.

"Move! Move now!"

As soon as the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land gritted his teeth, he immediately prepared to return to the Holy Land, start handling various properties of the Holy Land, and then move his family.

But the space crack had been torn open, and when he was about to step in, the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land changed his mind.

Turning around, he suggested to the Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land: "Let's move the two Holy Lands together, it can be regarded as a mutual care.

With the power of you and my two holy places, we can also gain a foothold in other states. "

"Relocation? Where can I move?

Although the holy land is not weak, the 480 states in the southern region are all owned.

In every state, there are at least one or two, and at most dozens of hundreds of holy places occupy!

All resources and territory have been divided cleanly.

At this time, if any foreign holy land wants to gain a foothold, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction with the holy land in this state.

If you are not careful, it will be a big battle!
Maybe the Holy Land of Aries, which has been passed down for countless years, will be destroyed in one day, and the orthodoxy will be cut off.

Furthermore, my Aries Holy Land has been operating the foundation in Yangzhou for so many years, how can I just give up? "

The Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and refused without hesitation.

"Old man, short-sighted people!

This deity is also in a daze, talking about a hammer with you, you can't be the master of the house! "

The Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land cursed, turned around and left.

I wondered in my heart, how did this old thing be so stupid, how did he cultivate to the stage of enlightenment?
It's a shame to be in the same realm as this old thing!
Do you really think you understand everything today?

How can it be!

Shen Mingzong is notoriously ruthless and merciless, and he must take revenge!

The Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land has no doubts, if he hadn't uttered a word to frighten this devil boy of the Shenmingzong, the other party would definitely kill him on the spot!

Now this devil boy of Shenmingzong is still afraid of the remains of the ascended who suppressed luck in the Holy Land, but if this devil boy grows up for a while, it will be hard to say.

And the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land believes that this time will definitely not be too long!

After all, the 11-year-old demon cub of the Shenming sect can kill the Taoist period!

Then how long will the other party not be afraid of the Ascendant's legacy?
The Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land didn't think that Wang Pan was lying. For a person who can kill the Dao Qi, there is no need to tell such a lie.

On the other side, Wang Pan and Shenming Twelve Ghosts stared wide-eyed.

"Holy Son, are you still alive?"

After a while, the first ghost of Shenming said with a smile on his face.

But he was complaining in his heart, what the hell, Wang Pan was safe and sound under the hands of the two monks.

"Hearing what you mean, are you surprised that the Holy Son is not dead?
Why don't I die now? "

Wang Pan looked a little unkind, and looked at the twelve ghosts with malicious intent in his eyes.

These ghosts have never won a fight, and they have never lost a run.

They run faster than rabbits one by one, and you are fighting life and death in front of you. It's good for you, don't say stay and help out. Anyway, after seeing the Son of God come back, you should be happy from the bottom of your heart, even if it's pretending Woolen cloth?

What did you say to protect me, I really want to believe your nonsense, the grass on my grave is now three feet high!

"Ahem, holy son, I mean, is there a possibility that the reason why you came back safe and sound is because you betrayed the sect?"

Shenming No. [-] ghost carefully looked at Wang Pan's expression, and said sideways.

"Holy Son, have you really betrayed the sect?"

"I didn't expect you, Holy Son, to be such a person!"

"What conditions did the other party set for you, Shengzi, to make Shengzi betray the sect at all!"

"Yes, yes, no other meaning, we are just curious, how much did the other party give?"

"Ahem, well, if the Holy Son really betrays, then bring us along!"

"Take me one, take me one!"

"Bullshit God Mingzong, I don't want to stay anymore, we do all the dirty work, the benefits are not seen, and the beatings are not less."

The twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts spoke one after another, with anticipation in their eyes.

Where is Shenmingzong?Demon sect!

The suzerain, elders, deacons, disciples, etc. inside, from top to bottom, who doesn't need resources?

For the people of Shenmingzong, there is no better resource than immortal practitioners.

For the people of the Shenming sect, the immortal cultivators have treasures all over their bodies, even if they are not enough for their own use, how can there be any surplus to share with the twelve ghosts?

This has also led to the fact that in recent years, the twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts have lived a tight life, eating the souls of ordinary people to satisfy their hunger, and they can only get the souls of a cultivator to eat meat every year and festival.

Other people's gods and ghosts also have pursuits, well, they also desire to become stronger!
No matter how many living souls ordinary people have, for them, they can only satisfy their hunger and cannot improve their strength at all.

Only life souls with spiritual roots can enhance their strength.

The best ones are those who have spiritual roots and have stepped into the first step of the immortal cultivation system!
Such living souls can be of great help to their strength!
"This holy son is invincible in battle, and kills the way with the Nascent Soul!

If it weren't for the fear that those two old fellows would use the Ascended Slough, I would have slaughtered them long ago! "

Wang Pan held his head high, with pride on his face.

"Understand, understand!"

"Yes, yes, Holy Son, we will believe everything you say!"

"Just don't forget to bring us one!"

"Holy Son is mighty!"

"The holy son is cultivating immortals, and his magic power is boundless!"

The gods, the ghosts and the twelve ghosts looked sideways at Wang Pan, with a look of believe it or not on their faces.

They're all your own, Son, stop pretending!
"Stand still for me, don't move!"

Wang Pan stared at the group of ghosts with an unkind expression, and scolded them.

The twelve ghosts immediately looked at Wang Pan suspiciously.

The next moment, a fist as big as a sand bowl landed on the body of the Shenming Twelve Ghosts.

"Ouch, stop hitting, stop hitting!"

"Holy Son, please forgive me!"

"We are loyal to Shen Mingzong!"

"Hey!"

The twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts ran away with their heads in their arms, screaming again and again.

Ordinary attacks have no effect on the twelve gods and ghosts. It seems that their soul bodies are materialized, just like human beings, but in essence, they are still soul bodies.

In the same realm, a physical attack without any power is not the same as scratching an itch for them, but it is not much better.

But Wang Pan's fist was blessed with the power of the Humane Scepter and the Heavenly Dao Scepter, and it was also blessed with Wang Pan's tyrannical and outrageous spiritual power.

Every time a punch landed, the twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts were beaten so painfully that they screamed again and again.

However, the twelve ghosts of the gods and the underworld did not dare to resist, and Wang Pan was a fierce man who was able to fight with two great powers in the union stage for a short time.

The reason why I don't know the follow-up is because the aftermath is too strong, and they can't bear it.

In addition, I was afraid that if I didn't run away now, it would be their turn after the two Daoist Daoist masters cleaned up the king's plate.

They don't mind taking refuge in other sects, but the premise is that they can't obliterate their current consciousness and mark them as slaves.

"A traitor, isn't it?"

"Bring you one?"

"Loyal to Shen Mingzong? Does it mean that you are not loyal to my son? Not loyal to my son, Master?"

After a long time, Wang Pan stopped, feeling refreshed.

"It's much more comfortable now. When my son breaks through two more realms, I want to see what I can use to block my holy son with an empty shell!"

Wang Pan let out a breath of foul air, and his eyes sparkled.

Wang Pan was really planning to kill the Holy Master of Tianshui Holy Land and the Supreme Elder of Aries Holy Land before.

But Wang Pan didn't kill him because he was worried about the slough of the Ascended.

Wang Pan didn't want to use the miraculous talent of equality of all beings on an empty shell. It was two different things if he had a hole card in his hand and didn't use it, and he didn't have a hole card to use.

The ascended slough is very strong, but Wang Pan is confident that it won't take long, and the ascended slough will not pose any threat to him!
The twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts on the side were stumbling around, wailing from their mouths, their souls and bodies became a little transparent, and they looked extremely miserable.

"Don't pretend, don't think that my son didn't see it. When I was fighting with the two gods, you took the opportunity to swallow the souls of many immortal cultivators."

Wang Pan frowned, he was addicted to acting, right?

Without further ado, Wang Pan stepped forward, and a ghost kicked him.

The twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts crawled up with a sneer on their faces.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to the sect."

Wang Pan gave birth to a laziness, and this trip has yielded a lot.

Not only did he break through his cultivation and improve his strength, but he also made a lot of money, and even the twelve gods and ghosts who seemed to be beaten the whole time were full of food.

"How can the body of the Son of Heaven be able to travel by himself?

Come, give the Holy Son a whole life! "

The first ghost of the gods and gods said righteously.

Before Wang Pan could refuse, the Twelve Ghosts of Shenming took out a black sedan chair, and four ghosts immediately stepped forward to act as bearers.

The six ghosts took out various musical instruments and began to play, which was extremely scary.

There is another ghost standing in the front to clear the way, waving its hand from time to time, and pieces of white paper money are flying all over the sky.

Wearing a long black dress, the No. 12 ghost, who was petite and looked like a little girl, was coaxed and tricked into the sedan chair by the other eleven ghosts.

"Holy Son, how is it? Are you satisfied?"

The first ghost of Shenming had a flattering smile on his face, opened the sedan door for Wang Pan, and winked at Wang Pan.

The corner of Wang Pan's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.

He went straight into the sedan chair, and unceremoniously grabbed the No. 12 ghost of Shenming.

Shenming No.12 ghost looked at the first ghost of Shenming full of expectation and pleading.

"Little sister, I'm sorry, the ghost is under the eaves, I have to bow my head.

With the fear of the Holy Son, it won't be long before the Shenmingzong will become the Son of God.

If you don't hug this thigh sooner, you won't have a chance in the future. "

The first ghost of Shenming said secretly, pretending not to see it, and directly closed the sedan door.

"The dark soldiers clear the way, and the living retreat!"

The first ghost of Shenming yelled, and suddenly various musical instruments played.

Beating the gongs and drums, it's so lively.

It's obviously a festive song, but it makes people's hair stand on end when they hear it!
A strong ghostly aura rose into the sky, and white paper money was flying all over the sky.

Along the way, many immortal cultivators turned pale with fright when they saw this terrifying scene, turned around and ran away.

There was a powerful man in the Void Refinement Stage who originally wanted to slay demons and defend the Tao, but when he saw this posture, he turned around and ran away without hesitation, as if there was a dog chasing him behind him.

Of course, the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds.

There are also those who are not afraid of death, and jump out to block the path of the twelve ghosts.

Regarding this, the twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts didn't even look at it, and walked straight through the man.

It wasn't until the gods and ghosts had gone far away that the man fell to the ground.

Qi and blood are dry, and all energy is lost!

With the help of Shenmingzong's cross-state teleportation array, the Shenming Twelve Ghosts brought Wang Pan back to Shenmingzong.

The moment the twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts appeared on the square, a group of disciples of the gods and ghosts suddenly felt their scalps go numb, as if they were being targeted by a natural enemy, and their feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move.

The auras of the twelve gods and ghosts only appeared for a moment, and then they were restrained back into the body.

"Holy Son, we have returned to Shenmingzong, where are we going next?"

The first ghost of Shenming came to the side of the sedan chair and asked cautiously.

Not far away, the eyes of the great elder of the outer sect who saw all this in his eyes almost popped out.

"When did the Twelve Ghosts of the Underworld, who are so arrogant and domineering that even the other two deputy masters of the Underworld Sect ignore them, be so honest?"

The eyes of the Great Elder of the Outer Sect were full of puzzlement, just relying on the identity of the Holy Son was not enough to suppress the twelve ghosts!
But at the next moment, the Great Elder of the Outer Sect realized that not long ago, the Dao and the Holy Son came from the same source and went to Yangzhou through the teleportation array, and suddenly realized!

The eyes of the Great Elder of the Outer Gate shone, and he felt as if he knew something extraordinary!
Hug your thighs, you have to hug your thighs!

"The old man pays homage to the Holy Son, and welcomes the Holy Son back to the clan!"

The Great Elder of the Outer Sect had an old face and a flattering smile on his face, he stepped forward, one step behind the first ghost, and bowed to the inside of the sedan chair.

Shenming No.12 ghost opened the sedan chair curtain and walked out with Wang Pan's arm.

Wang Pan's complexion was a little pale. This was Wang Pan's real body. It was not without paying the price to fight with two great masters of the Conjoined Dao Stage.

There are still various supernatural powers, Taoist tools, and the power of the heavenly scepter left on Wang Pan's body, and it has not been completely wiped out for a while.

But in the eyes of the twelve ghosts of the gods and the underworld and the great elder of the outer sect, it is not the same thing.

The other eleven ghosts smiled happily and winked at Shenming No.12 ghost.

"This wave is stable!"

"From now on, we and the Son will be a family!"

"I have to say, boss, you have a good brain!"

"It's just my little sister who is suffering!"

"Don't say that, it's as if we sell our sisters for glory, maybe the little sister is also enjoying it?"

Shenming No.12 ghost looked at his brothers and knew what they were thinking. He rolled his eyes at them, and then gave Wang Pan a sad look.

It's not that I don't work hard, it's just that the Holy Son is incomprehensible.

"Hey, why don't you say why there are so many people in the Shenming sect, only you can be the holy son.

It's so fun to play, even the ghosts are not let go!

However, what is the difference between humans and ghosts?
Do you want me to try making a ghost too? "

The Great Elder of the Outer Sect stared dumbfounded at Wang Pan's pale face being helped out of the sedan chair by a ghost, his eyes were full of shock, then relieved, and finally eager to try.

"Holy Son, you are the future of our Shenmingzong, and the Shenmingzong will depend on you in the future.

You should pay attention to your body!

This is a seventh-grade elixir that the old man spent a lot of effort and survived a near death.

After taking it, it can strengthen essence and nourish vitality, replenish qi and blood! "

A trace of pain flashed in the eyes of the Great Elder of the Outer Sect, and tremblingly, he took out a handful of silk-like elixir from the interspatial ring.

"Well, you have a heart.

The Holy Son is optimistic about you. "

Wang Pan stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the Great Elder of the Outer Sect with a look of approval.

When he put down his hand, he naturally took the seventh-grade elixir from the hands of the great elder of the outer sect.

"Ok?"

Wang Pan tugged and remained motionless, he couldn't help but make a sound of doubt.

The Great Elder of the Outer Sect let go of his hand with a pained expression on his face, and Wang Pan took the elixir away.

"You, the layout is bigger.

Although this Holy Son knows that our Shenmingzong is extremely poor, you are also used to being poor.

But since you have chosen to be nice to me, then be straightforward and don't hesitate when things come to an end.

With such a reluctance to give up, I will burn my hands with your elixir. "

Wang Panyu said earnestly to the Great Elder of the Outer Sect.

"Thank you, Holy Son, for teaching!"

The great elder of the outer sect bowed solemnly to Wang Pan, and listened to Wang Pan's words.

At this time, the Great Elder of the Outer Sect was also full of regrets. At that moment just now, the Great Elder of the Outer Sect knew that he had done something wrong.

The original intention was to give gifts to curry favor with Wang Pan, and wanted to hug his thigh.

But isn't such a hesitant look offending people?
When the Great Elder of the Outer Sect was extremely disturbed and lowered his head, not daring to look at the face of the Holy Son, the words of the Holy Son came from his ear.

This made the Great Elder of the Outer Sect heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that the Holy Son did not blame himself.

If you really blame yourself, you won't say such things to yourself.

"The old man has lived for so many years, but no Holy Son can understand it.

At a young age, I really live on a dog. "

The Great Elder of the Outer Sect watched Wang Pan leave and sighed.

In Shenmingzong, there are many people who want Wang Pan to die.

These people are all high-ranking and powerful, or talented, and I don't know how many people are attached to them.

The news of Wang Pan's return reached their ears within a short while.

"boom!"

A top alchemy alchemy furnace exploded together with the unformed elixirs inside.

Destructive shock waves sweep across all directions!
A figure waved his hand, and all the aftermath turned into a breeze blowing on his face.

"It actually allowed the Holy Son to come back alive!
What a bunch of trash who have done more than succeed and failed!"

Zhang Tianyi, deputy head of Shenmingzong, was furious.

"Sovereign, the Holy Son came back with the twelve ghosts."

A deacon in the out-of-body period struggled to support Zhang Tianyi's coercion, and Zhang Tianyi was also called the suzerain, not the deputy suzerain.

Who doesn't know, this deputy suzerain hates people calling him deputy suzerain the most.

"Our suzerain really loves her disciple!
Hmph, the twelve ghosts of the gods and ghosts, sooner or later, I will refine them all into the bottle soul streamer! "

Zhang Tianyi snorted coldly.

"Main Lord, the Holy Son is back."

Among the twelve main veins, an elder from the inner sect is reporting to the master of the seventh vein.

"Since the Holy Son is back, it means that the people we sent can't come back.

Go ahead and kill Ying Shunyi's wife and children. "

The seventh pulse master waved his hand and said indifferently.

"only!"

The inner door elders left quickly.

In the branch of No.30, several people gathered together and discussed a lot.

"It's a pity, what a good opportunity, this failed to kill the Holy Son, and I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future.

Give up, the position of the Holy Son is not something we can covet. "

The branch master said with a sigh.

"Master, the Holy Son will never die, and the disciple will never have a bright future!"

A true disciple in the out-of-body period said unwillingly.

"Even if the Holy Son dies, are you sure that the position of the Holy Son will be yours?

The Holy Son not only needs strength, but also needs background!
Do you really think that the Holy Son relies on him to practice Qi and kill Nascent Soul?

He relied on being the suzerain of the Shenming Sect, the great power of the Taoist period! "

No.30 The subject is teaching earnestly and earnestly, feeling extremely tired.

He couldn't resist his disciple's begging before, so he took the risk of attacking the Son.

But since it didn't work this time, the defense around the Holy Son will definitely be improved a lot in the future. Even if he pulls his face off and does it himself, he will definitely not be able to kill the Holy Son!

"Can"

"Enough, back down!"

The disciple looked unwilling, and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by No. 30, a pulse master.

After the disciple retreated, No.30 Yimai master rubbed his eyebrows.

How could I have such a stupid son?

If it wasn't for his own son, he would have been crushed to death a long time ago!
If it weren't for the massive resources I gave him over the years, with his aptitude, how could he break through to the out-of-body stage.

However, now it seems that he really thinks he is a genius, and dares to covet the position of Holy Son!

In Shenmingzong, because of Wang Pan's return, undercurrents surged, and many people sighed.

In the Shenming Palace, Wang Pan didn't dare to show his atmosphere, lowered his head, and carefully looked at Mochizuki from the corner of his eye.

"My good apprentice, you ran out of the sect in a hurry, is it because you did something bad that you absconded in fear of crime?"

Mochizuki had a smile on his face, and his tone was unprecedentedly gentle.

"Nothing!

Master, how can you defile people's innocence out of thin air! "

Hearing Mochizuki's soft and numbing voice, Wang Pan was not only not happy, but became vigilant all of a sudden.

"Not good!

This girl, the gentler she is, the harder she beats!
I have to find a way to avoid this beating! "

Wang Pan shuddered, silently thinking of a way to break the situation.

"Does the undergarment in the space ring of Ben Gong look good?"

"nice!
handy! "

When Wang Pan racked his brains and thought of a solution, Mochizuki's voice came, and Wang Pan blurted out without thinking.

Wang Pan raised his head stiffly, with a mournful face.

A shyness flashed across Mochizuki's eyes, and then anger.

"Could you have done something indescribable with Bengong's underwear?"

Mochizuki stared at Wang Pan.

(End of this chapter)