National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 335 Helping Others
With Wang Pan's current combat strength, there is no need to stay in the Taoist period to accumulate foundation at all.

The so-called Thunder Tribulation was not worth mentioning to Wang Pan.

Therefore, Wang Pan didn't hesitate, and when he thought about it, the bottleneck in front of him was like a thin paper, and it would break if he poked it!
It's time for Wang Pandu's catastrophe!

When Wang Pan's breakthrough was over, Wang Pan could clearly perceive that it was coming from the sky, and his greedy eyes fell again, as if a hunter was sizing up his prey!
Moreover, this kind of greed is stronger than last time, and there is a faint urge to attack him!

Wang Pan's eyes were like torches, and two divine lights shot up into the sky, piercing the sky and piercing through the endless void!

Wang Pan saw it!
In the endless starry sky, a huge creature is looming!

This creature is like a suture monster, formed by the accumulation of densely packed corpses!
The surface of the body is covered with faces full of desperate expressions!
At a glance, there are countless faces!

Arms protruded wantonly from the monster's body, and the sharp claws pierced through layers of void!

When the sharp claws were withdrawn, they were stained with strands of blood!

A primordial spirit exuding the aura of a fairy spirit was firmly grasped by its claws, no matter how much this fairy soul struggled, it was still sent into the monster's mouth!
A certain part of the skin on the surface of the monster's body surged, and a new face slowly appeared.

Behind the monster, circles of halos rose up. It was obvious that the monster looked extremely disgusting, but against the backdrop of the halos, it was full of holiness.

That staring gaze with shocking maliciousness came from this monster stitched together by countless corpses!

"What is this stuff?"

Wang Pan's eyes were a little stinging, and he tried hard to open them, trying to see the whole picture of the monster.

Wang Pan was terrified, and felt a crisis in this monster!

This made Wang Pan feel a little incredible!

After all, Wang Pan, who was in the Tribulation Transcendence Period, thought that even a fairy would not be his opponent.

But this monster made Wang Pan feel a strong crisis!

will die!

This thought appeared in Wang Pan's mind, causing Wang Pan's expression to sink.

The next moment, in the starry sky, the monster stitched together by countless corpses disappeared from Wang Pan's sight.

Wang Pan frowned, knowing that this monster was after him!
The reason why he hasn't shot himself yet is not because this monster is afraid of him.

It's that Wang Pan has not met the expectations of this monster, just like a raised livestock, the fatter the better!

"Interesting, you dare to raise me as a livestock!"

Wang Pan's face is very ugly, this monster is very strong!

But Wang Pan is not afraid. If Wang Pan is willing, he can use the miraculous talent of equality of all living beings now. As long as the realm of this monster does not exceed the heaven of the main world, then this monster will undoubtedly die.

"I probably understand how the wound on the top of the head of the Ascended of the Shenmingzong came about."

A long time ago, when Wang Pan entered the place of inheritance, when he comprehended the scriptures of the god Wang Mingzhao, he was a little puzzled when he saw the wound on the head of the Ascended One.

This wound doesn't feel like the primordial spirit ascending into the sky, but more like being cut open by some kind of creature, grabbing the primordial spirit that has transformed into a fairy soul out of the body!
Until now, after Wang Pan saw the sharp claws of the monster in the starry sky, Wang Pan finally understood!
The sharp claws of this monster perfectly match the wound on the head of the Ascended of the Divine Underworld Sect!

"Is this the truth about the so-called feather ascension?

No wonder, I said how could the immortal cultivation system in this world be so weird. "

Wang Pan has always felt that there is something wrong with the system of cultivating immortals in this world. It is obvious that monks in the Mahayana period are nourished by the spirit of immortality and transform towards the level of immortals. Once the transformation is successful, they will be living immortals!
There is no need for the so-called ascension, and you can walk in the world as a fairy god!

However, the monks in the Mahayana period gave up the essence and energy that transformed into a fairy body, leaving only the god who transformed into a fairy soul.

This is very unreasonable!

But now, Wang Pan understood!
It's not that there is a problem with the system of cultivating immortals in this world, nor is it that monks in the Mahayana period don't understand the disadvantages of doing so.

Rather, the moment a monk in the Mahayana period breaks through to a higher level and becomes an immortal, he is already dead!
Wang Pan felt his scalp tingle when he thought of the countless years of amazing talent and beauty in the world of cultivating immortals who had passed away in obscurity.

"How many immortals did this monster kill?!"

Wang Pan was a little lost. This monster didn't kill Mahayana monks, but real immortals!

Only after the monks in the Mahayana period broke through and became a true immortal, this monster would attack. It would break open the immortal's head with one blow, and take away the immortal soul as food!
"Over the years, I must not be the only one who knows this secret!

But the rest of the cultivators who knew the secret might all be dead. "

Wang Pan didn't believe that the monks in the Mahayana period were all fools, and no one would find out about this.

"When I break through to a true immortal, that's when this monster will attack me.

I just don't know, when I become a true immortal, if I don't use the miraculous talent of equality of all beings, will I be his opponent? "

Wang Pan's fighting spirit was unprecedentedly high, but then he thought that if he followed his plan, he would have to stay in the tribulation period for a long time. When he became a true immortal, he didn't know how many thousands of years later.

Wang Pan took a deep breath and calmed down the fiery fighting spirit in his heart.

When that monster cast its eyes in the starry sky, far away in the deep sea of ​​the endless sea, a huge seven-colored god fish with a size of hundreds of millions of miles shivered.

"Can't see me, can't see me!"

A group of colorful gods and spirits dived into the depths of the sea.

In the central region, the core of the world of cultivating immortals, in the depths of a holy place called the Eternal Heavenly Sect, a huge tomb exploded, and a strong death energy permeated from the tomb.

"Your grandma's, I'll kill you sooner or later!"

A muffled sound came from inside the tomb, and then the dead energy overflowing from the tomb rolled back, and the cracked gap closed.

In an ordinary temple in the northern region, a benevolent old monk is meditating.

A young monk sneaked up to the old monk, stretched out his little hand, and pulled out several beards of the old monk.

There is no ring scar on the old monk's head, but a wound that almost covers the old monk's entire head.

"not the right time yet."

The old monk opened his eyes, the sun, the moon and the stars flowed in his eyes. Without a sound, the wound opened and a stream of blood flowed down from the scar on his head, scaring the young monk beside him screaming.

"Sooner or later, I will settle the account with you for destroying my Shen Mingzong!"

In the abandoned ancient battlefield, a broken celestial weapon trembled slightly, and the air of the sword was flowing, and bubbles were born and burst one by one.

If you look closely, the bubbles are the reflections of worlds!

Time passed slowly, and hundreds of years passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past few hundred years, Qingzhou's population has recovered to its peak.

The Tianjiao in the entire Qingzhou is selected by the Shenmingzong, and a large number of disciples join the Shenmingzong every year!

The endless emergence of Tianjiao began to show their prominence, making the former strongmen of Shenmingzong laugh from ear to ear.

Originally, the imprints of the other great holy places were gradually obliterated in Shenmingzong.

This year, Wang Pan is 630 years old!

In the Sims event, at the age of 630, Wang Pan will spoil the good deeds of the son of luck, and five years later, Wang Pan will fall into the hands of the son of luck.

Of course, Wang Pan will not forget such an important matter, and has been secretly looking for the son of luck.

With Wang Pan's strength, the entire Shenming Sect and countless disciples are under Wang Pan's surveillance!

The hard work paid off, and Wang Pan was finally found.

"I have to say, fate is really amazing.

The entire Qingzhou suffered major changes one after another, countless mortals and monks died, and the entire Qingzhou was completely changed.

But under such circumstances, the son of luck was still born. "

Wang Pan's body was hidden in the void, quietly watching the battle below.

A female cultivator was fighting with the dragon, and finally the female cultivator killed the dragon at the cost of serious injuries!

As we all know, generally in this situation, the dragon is not a serious dragon.

So it's no surprise that Wen Hua, the saint of Shenmingzong, was recruited.

The next thing is that outside disciple Xiao Fan, by chance, rescued the saint Wen Hua who was seriously injured because of Tu Jiao.

Xiao Fan is not a serious person, so he is going to take advantage of others' danger and take down Wen Wei, who has been poisoned by seduction.

As a result, just as I was about to put it into action, I felt my eyes go dark and I lost consciousness.

"As the suzerain of the Shenming Sect, when encountering such a thing, the deity will naturally do my part, who else but me?"

Wang Pan, who had been watching the play for a long time, appeared and kicked the outer disciple Xiao Fan to the bottom of the bed.

He picked up Wen Hua, who had a persistent high fever and flushed skin, and started the treatment.

After all, saving people is like putting out a fire. As the master of the Shenming Sect, Wang Pan can't bear to see his disciples suffer.

Heavy codes are used in troubled times, and strong medicines are used for serious illnesses!
Therefore, Wang Pan's treatment methods were extremely violent, causing Wen Hua to pass out several times.

Wang Pan took care of Fuyi to hide his achievements and fame, and retreated reluctantly.

"I'm clean now, right?

After all, there is an old saying that does not mean that a good person has done good things in his life, but as long as he does one bad thing, he will be criticized by everyone.

And bad people have done bad things all their lives, as long as they do one good thing, it is called reforming evil and returning to righteousness. "

A smile appeared on Wang Pan's face. It's a good feeling to help others without asking for anything in return.

[The Sims event is being settled]

[The 630-year-old You still has a kind heart. Your willingness to help others and your spirit of not asking for anything in return will never fade away! 】

[In view of the perfect performance of the Simulator in this Sims event, the evaluation of this simulation has been greatly improved!

You get 300 million simulation points! 】

[You have obtained top-level talents; grow old and strong!

Your body will not age because of time, the longer you live, the stronger your body will be! 】

[You have obtained the top talent; the gun is like a dragon!
Dragons can be big or small, they can rise or hide, they can make clouds and mist when they are big, they can hide their shapes when they are small, they can fly between the universe when they rise, and they can hide in waves when they are hidden. hero! 】

Wang Pan looked a little weird, this time the reward was beyond Wang Pan's imagination!
But Wang Pan looked sideways and vertically for a long time, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was something wrong with these two top talents!

"I'm fine, talent is fine, it's the Sims who have the problem!"

Wang Pan's face was all black, and it was finally cleared up. Isn't the description of these two talents slapping himself in the face now?

Wang Pan sighed, said with emotion that it is really hard to be a good person, then turned and left.

After Xiao Fan woke up again, he found that Wen Hua had already left, leaving little marks of plum blossoms on the bedding in the room.

This made Xiao Fan somewhat proud and at the same time feel a little lost.

I am proud because the female cultivator I have won is beautiful and beautiful, and she is powerful!

Despondency is when I am in a coma while working, and I don’t know anything.

What Xiao Fan couldn't understand was how could he wake up from under the bed?

And the bottom of the bed is too dark and damp, it wets my clothes.

Fortunately, I can be regarded as having a cultivation base, so I am not afraid of catching a cold.

Xiao Fan gave birth to motivation, and his life has a goal!

Because he knew that there was a big gap between himself and this beautiful woman, and he couldn't hold it without enough strength.

It wasn't until two years later, when Xiao Fan's strength improved by leaps and bounds, and he became a core disciple of Shenmingzong, that he discovered that the female cultivator was actually a saint of Shenmingzong!
And Wen Hua also recognized Xiao Fan, and had a love-hate relationship with him.

After all, Wen Hua at that time was poisoned by flood waters, had a high fever, and was unconscious.

He didn't know that it was Wang Pan who worked so hard to treat her.

Naturally, after seeing Xiao Fan, Wen Hua had a lot of thoughts in her heart.

But the protagonist is really unreasonable. After going through many events as a matter of course, the two came together without accident and expressed their hearts to each other.

Of course, during this process, every time Xiao Fan and Wen Wei couldn't help themselves, it was Wang Pan who worked tirelessly and went to battle in person.

Three years later, Wang Pan suddenly attacked Yangzhou!
With a single lift of his hand, he destroyed the entire holy land in Yangzhou, and suppressed the remains of the ascended in many holy lands.

Afterwards, Wang Pan ordered to attack Yangzhou!

For Wang Pan, even if he is alone, he can destroy all the forces in Yangzhou.

But Wang Pan didn't do that, he had to do everything himself, so what would Shen Mingzong do?
If it weren't for the fact that the strong in Shenmingzong couldn't beat the Ascended Relics in the holy land of Yangzhou, Wang Pan wouldn't be bothered to fight.

Under the circumstances that he has already suppressed the remains of the Ascended in many holy places in Yangzhou, if Shen Mingzong still can't beat these holy places in Yangzhou, then Wang Pan has to think about whether it is time to change a group of people .

The Great War breaks out, sweeping across two big states!

In the Shenming sect, who have been cultivating health and rest for hundreds of years, the strongmen emerged one after another, and once crushed the entire holy land of Yangzhou!
But soon, Yangzhou Holy Land also reacted, quickly let go of the barriers, and united with each other to resist Shenmingzong.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and countless monks fell every day, and the flames of war raged!

In Yangzhou, the original five holy places were fought by Wang Pan, the Holy Lord of Tianshui Holy Land, and the Supreme Elder of Baiyang Holy Land. On the ruins of the fairy city, a large camp has been set up.

This place has become the residence of Shen Mingzong!

With Wang Pan's strength, it is not difficult to open a long-lasting space channel between Qingzhou and Yangzhou.

A steady stream of Shenmingzong monks descended through this space channel that spans two great states!

The two families of Aries Holy Land and Tianshui Holy Land were in bad luck. Originally, these two Holy Lands made trouble for them because they grew up out of fear of Wang Pan.

The two holy lands decided to relocate their sects, but the families of the two holy lands have big businesses, so it is impossible to want nothing, so they can just run away with buckets?
So for hundreds of years, the two sects have been dealing with their own resources such as various mineral veins, elixir, and secret realms.

As a result, before the two holy lands were finished, they were blocked by the sudden arrival of the strong Shenming sect.

After losing the remains of the Ascendant, the two holy lands surrendered spinelessly after seeing the dark crowd of Shenmingzong powerhouses outside the sect, and became the leading party.

In the center of the camp, in a large hall made of spiritual jade, Wang Pan sat directly above it, with a copy on Wang Pan's chest in front of him.

At this moment, Wang Pan was condescendingly looking down at a monk in the out-of-body stage who was kneeling on the ground below.

"Son of Luck is really unreasonable!

Obviously, in the Sims event, at this stage, he only had the initial stage of Nascent Soul, but now he is a cultivator at the out-of-body stage.

Maybe it's because I'm too strong that the strength of the son of luck has improved so quickly? "

Wang Pan thought of a possibility, after all, he was on the opposite side of the son of luck.

If the villain is too strong, the natural evolution of the child of luck will be faster!
Once the son of luck knows what he has done in the past few years, then the son of luck will never die with him.

So out of a certain balance, Xiao Fan's strength has undergone such a big change.

"As long as you complete the task assigned to you by the deity, the deity can be regarded as ignorant of the matter between you and the saint."

With a slight smile on Wang Pan's face, an unquestionable voice sounded in the hall.

"The disciple must live up to the suzerain's entrustment!"

Facing Wang Pan, Xiao Fan said firmly, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Gurgling!"

A sound resounded in the empty hall, making Xiao Fan a little puzzled.

"It seems to be the voice from the suzerain."

But from the corner of the eye, Xiao Fan didn't talk too much when he noticed that the Wang Pan above him was still.

"Go, don't let the deity down."

Wang Pan shook his head, he really didn't know what to say, did he live up to my trust?Can I ask you if I have something to do?

"Disciple retire!"

Xiao Fan bowed to Wang Pan, then turned and left.

Wang Pan lowered his head and looked under the copybook.

Under the desk, a naked female repairer knelt on the ground, showing her graceful and delicate body to the fullest.

It just so happened that the female cultivator raised her head at this moment, revealing a beautiful face with a beautiful face.

The beautiful woman's face was stained with tears, and her eyes were full of guilt, anger, and humiliation.

"What are you watching me do? Go ahead and eat."

Wang Pan had been sitting for a long time, his body was a little stiff, he couldn't help moving a bit, and gestured to the woman under the desk.

"Sect Master, please let us go!"

Wen Hua, the saint of Shenmingzong, begged Wang Pan.

"That won't work.

Also, the deity is very popular now!
If you don't eat it, then don't blame the deity for attacking Xiao Fan.

Saintess, you don't want to see anything happen to Xiao Fan, do you? "

With a smile on his face, Wang Pan gently stretched out his hand, stroking Wen Hua's head, as if he was stroking a pet.

"do not want!"

When Wen Wei heard that Wang Pan was going to attack Xiao Fan, she hurriedly said.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Wang Pan said suspiciously.

"I understand."

Wen Hua's delicate red lips opened and closed slightly, her beautiful face was stained with tears, her eyes were full of humiliation, and she slowly lowered her proud head.

"Guji Guji."

The strange sound that Xiao Fan heard before resounded in the hall.

"So nice."

Wang Pan sighed lightly, with a contented look on his face.

On the other side, after Xiao Fan left the hall, he excitedly wanted to find the saint Wen Hua and tell her the good news.

Thinking of Wen Hua, Xiao Fan's heart is full of love.

Just looking around in the camp, Xiao Fan didn't find any trace of Wen Hua, which made Xiao Fan a little puzzled.

"Hua'er, why aren't you in the camp?
Let me tell you some good news, the suzerain thinks highly of me and has given me a task. As long as I complete what the suzerain told me, then the suzerain will not object to us becoming Taoist couples! "

With a thought, Xiao Fan communicated with a Gu worm in the sea of ​​consciousness, and sent a message to Wen Hua through the Gu worm.

Xiao Fan and Wen Hua each have a Gu worm. This kind of Gu worm is extremely precious and rare in the world. It can communicate in real time even across endless distances.

The reason why Xiao Fan is so happy is because although Xiao Fan's strength is good, and he is a core disciple of the Shenmingzong, but compared with the status of a saint, he is still far behind.

Wen Hua also knew that once the news spread that he was in love with Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan would become a thorn in the side of countless people.

Therefore, in the sect, Xiao Fan and Wen Hua had no contacts and pretended not to know each other.

"Now that I have been appreciated by the suzerain, I don't think it will take long for my status in the Shenming sect to skyrocket!

At that time, I will be able to be with Hua'er openly and aboveboard!

All this is because of the suzerain, I must work hard to complete the tasks entrusted to me by the suzerain, and repay the suzerain for his kindness! "

With a bit of determination on his face, Xiao Fan thought silently.

In the main hall in the center of the camp, Wen Wei, who was getting better and better, suddenly paused, with panic in his expression.

"continue."

Wang Pan's tone was extremely gentle, with a playful smile on his face, he pushed Wen Hua's head down.

Wen Hua's body was stiff, and she endured silently, not daring to resist.

"Brother Xiao Fan, I'm here with the suzerain, and the suzerain needs me for something."

Wen Hua didn't forget to communicate with the Gu worms in the sea of ​​consciousness, and replied Xiao Fan's news.

(End of this chapter)