National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 277 March [-]th, Holy Son Grand Ceremony!
Everything on the high platform is seen by the people below who have not yet started.

Many people who claim to be extremely talented, but because they don't have a good background and haven't displayed their talents, their mentality has collapsed.

"how is this possible!"

A casual cultivator at the Golden Core stage looked up at the high platform, his eyes only fixed on the child who was running away in the crowd.

In order to cultivate to the golden core stage, I spent a full 100 years!

I thought that if I was born in a family of cultivators and in the holy land of the sect, it would take only three to fifty years to form an alchemy instead of 100 years, which is not weaker than others!

Once you enter the Shenmingzong, have sufficient resources, and a better practice environment, you will definitely be able to catch up and become a blockbuster!
But now, unexpectedly saw a child who killed a Nascent Soul Stage with one move!
This made this Jindan San cultivator's heart full of cracks.

This made Jindan Loose Cultivator fall into confusion, is he really the pride of heaven?
I have practiced hard for a hundred years, but I am not even as good as a child!

After becoming a disciple of Shenmingzong, can he really catch up and surpass others?
There are not a few people who have the idea of ​​​​this golden core casual cultivator, and the previous lofty sentiments are gone.

"This is the foundation of the Holy Land! A child is so powerful, so after I join the Shenming Sect, won't I be able to soar into the sky?"

"Sure enough, there are only holy places made of iron and sects with flowing water. No matter how desolate the holy land is, as long as the remains of the ancestors in the sect are not destroyed, there will be a day when they will come back. On the contrary, some sects seem to be as powerful as The Holy Land, and even the Holy Land will be suppressed by it during certain periods of time.

But after all, there is no background, it can only be prominent for a while, and it will eventually disappear in the long river of time. "

"It seems that Shen Mingzong has come to the right place!"

There are also people who not only do not feel confused, but their heart of Taoism is broken, but their heart of seeking Taoism becomes more and more firm.

"Buzz!"

The teleportation array was activated, and the space began to distort.

The 10,000+ people standing on the square were surrounded by the power of space, and when the distorted space force field subsided, everyone disappeared.

They were all teleported to a secret realm of Shenmingzong, which is the endless purgatory!
It has always been used to select disciples of the Shenmingzong. For countless years, an unknown number of people died in it!

Infernal Purgatory is a top-notch Taoist weapon, and it can also be said to be a semi-finished fairy weapon!
It is vast and boundless, and it is used for the selection of disciples, just to use the blood and bones of countless living beings, body and soul to make the Infernal Purgatory a real fairy weapon!

It's just a pity that countless years have passed, and it is still a semi-finished product. It seems half a step away from the fairy artifact, but it is actually far away.

On the high platform, the more Wang Pan ran, the more excited Mochizuki became.

Wang Pan kept going to places where there were many people, but before he got there, those true biography, the elders were like avoiding snakes and scorpions, avoiding them from a distance, not daring to participate in the affairs between the Holy Son and the suzerain.

After all, not everyone can be like Wang Pan, who can be fine after provoking the suzerain.

As for being beaten by the suzerain, in the eyes of the elders and Zhenchuan, this is not a big deal.

"I am the Holy Son! Who of you dares to hide!

You are afraid of my master now, are you not afraid of me?

When I grow up, you can see how I clean up you old things. "

Wang Pan looked flustered, and was terrified of being beaten by Mochizuki. The white bone stick in Mochizuki's hand didn't know what it was, and when he hit it with a stick, he was so dizzy that his internal organs seemed to be burnt!
While it was painful, there were no real injuries.

Wang Pan can bear it well, but it doesn't mean that Wang Pan is willing to be beaten.

"Well, you holy son, you dare to threaten the elders before you grow up. If you grow up, won't it be to shake the sky?"

"That's right, that's right, Elder Zhou, hurry up, the Holy Son is coming to you, hurry up and catch the Holy Son!"

"What are you true disciples doing stupidly? Don't take advantage of the fact that the Holy Son is still young, and when the Holy Son grows up, you will have no chance!"

A group of elders were heartbroken. They originally thought that the Holy Son was the hope of the Shenmingzong, hoping that the Holy Son would overthrow the tyranny of the suzerain, but now after hearing Wang Pan's words, a group of elders felt that the Holy Son had a bad temper!
Just thinking about it gave a group of elders a headache.

The fact that the Shenming Sect has a suzerain has brought great misfortune to the sect, and now there is another one who is not worrying about it.

A group of elders are ruined, it's hopeless!

Since you can't count on the Holy Son, let's please the suzerain first, after all, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one.

"It makes sense!"

"The Holy Son is so strong now, when the Holy Son grows older, wouldn't we have no chance to deal with the Holy Son?"

"Anyway, I will live under the shadow of the Holy Son for countless years to come, why not take this opportunity to vent my anger now!"

"Done!"

A group of True Inheritance disciples thought about it, and felt that Jiang was still old and hot, and the elders were right!
Under the circumstance of a group of elders and true biography betraying others, Wang Pan was no match for four hands with both fists, and was quickly caught.

"Run, keep running, why don't you run?"

Mochizuki had a smile on his face, feeling very comfortable.

Mochizuki even felt that the speed of the spiritual power in his body was running three points faster, and the bottleneck that had troubled him for hundreds of years was also faintly loosened.

"Master."

Wang Pan called Mochiyue with a serious expression.

"What's wrong? Want to beg for mercy now? It's too late!"

Mochizuki is proud, his face is full of complacency.

"Don't slap your face~"

Wang Pan said quietly.

"Ahhh!"

Mochizuki was merciless, took the king pan, and beat her up.

The screams echoed in the world, and those who heard it were sad and wept.

Many elders had smiles on their faces, happily watching Wang Pan being beaten.

A group of true disciples felt the chill behind them, and had a bad premonition.

"Why do I feel something is wrong? It seems that I have been fooled by the elders."

A true biography said faintly.

"Don't feel it, it's just being fooled.

The elders are of high level and powerful, even if the Holy Son is full of talent, it will be a long time before the Holy Son grows up and can clean up the elders.

But we are different, the highest state among us is also in the stage of transforming into gods.

You said, how long will it take for us to be dealt with with the inhuman combat power of the Holy Son? "

Another true disciple sighed, feeling that the future was gloomy.

Hearing this true disciple's words, and looking at the elders gloating at others' misfortune, a group of true disciples' faces turned black. They were disrespectful to the elders, and even their own disciples were cheated if they didn't master martial arts!

"I hope the Holy Son will not be misled by the Suzerain. If the Holy Son gets the true teaching of the suzerain's narrow-mindedness, then we will have a hard time in the future."

Many true disciples thought silently.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid this is the worst holy son in the history of my Shenmingzong?"

"Tsk tsk, yes!
You still dare to threaten me, you are still too young. "

"Well played, wait for the old man to record it with a photo stone!"

A group of elders smiled and ate melons.

After a while, Mochizuki stopped, still feeling unfinished in his heart.

But after thinking about it, Mochizuki felt that the days ahead would be long, and he was not in a hurry, as he would have more time to deal with this brat in the future.

The most urgent task now is to take advantage of the loosening of the bottleneck, quickly retreat, and strive to break through to the Dao stage in one go!
"March [-]th, the Grand Ceremony of the Holy Son!

The elders of foreign affairs notified Qingzhou Zongmen to come to watch the ceremony!

The rest of the elders perform their duties! "

Mochizuki's voice spread throughout Shenmingzong.

"promise!"

The elders bowed down to salute one after another, and the true disciples also looked at Wang Pan with envy and jealousy.

This is the holy son. The entire Shenming sect can have countless true inheritances, but there can only be one holy son!
What is the Holy Son?Cultivated by the power of the sect, the status is only below the suzerain and a few elders, but above tens of thousands of people!
One glance can determine the death of countless lives!

Even if Wang Pan has shown his extraordinaryness, he still can't convince all the true biography!
Wang Pan was not surprised by this at all. If everyone was convinced of him, then Wang Pan would feel that something was wrong.

After all, this is the Shenming sect. Everyone is selfish, and it is normal to fight each other.

Only when it comes to the outside world, the Shenmingzong will be of one mind.

After all, Shenmingzong is extremely poor, and the disciples of the elders are naturally not very rich.

If he still engages in external affairs, then if he loses, Shen Mingzong loses money, which will naturally affect his own interests.

What Wang Pan wanted was the title of Holy Son, it didn't matter what the rest of the people thought.

"Rebel, are you following your master back to Shenming Peak, or to Shengzi Peak?"

Mochizuki looked at Wang Pan fiercely.

"Ben Sheng, do I have a choice?"

As soon as Wang Pan crossed his waist, he felt that he had ruined himself, and wanted to take up the air of Shengzi, but just said two words, he noticed that the old woman Wangyue's face turned cold, and Wang Pan hurriedly changed his words.

"A good man doesn't fight with women, because you are the face of my son and master, so I don't have the same knowledge as you!"

Wang Pan felt a dull ache all over his body, and couldn't help but hesitate.

"Yes, you can choose Shenming Peak."

Mochizuki touched Wang Pan's head and said it as a matter of course.

The corners of Wang Pan's mouth twitched. Damn it, you deceived me when I was young. See how I will deal with you in the future!
Also, is this old woman a dog?Change your face if you say change your face?
"What? You don't want to?
If you really don't want to stay in Shenming Peak, you can say so.

The teacher is still very reasonable. "

Mochizuki said with a smile.

"Master was joking, when Master is here, home is here.

What is there to do with Shengzi Peak? I am willing to stay at Shenming Peak and accompany Master! "

Wang Pan said righteously and sternly.

"Very good. I like you as a teacher. There are not many disciples who are as filial as you are now."

Mochizuki nodded in satisfaction, not forgetting to kill someone.

After listening to Wang Pan, his fist hardened!
It stands to reason that Shengzi has his own Shengzi peak, which is extremely rich in aura, far surpassing other peaks.

There is also a guard team from the lowest Nascent Soul stage to the out-of-body stage.

In addition, all kinds of food, clothing, and cultivation resources are top-notch.

Wang Pan originally wanted to enjoy the corrupt life of the Son, but was strangled in the cradle by Mochizuki.

"This old woman must have embezzled my food and clothing, as well as the resources used to distribute to the guards!"

Although we haven't spent much time together, Wang Pan has already seen through this old woman!

He loves money like his life, takes corruption and accepts bribes, and has a mind like the tip of a needle!
(End of this chapter)