National Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 286 The statue should be placed on the altar!
Wang Pan didn't know what these forces were thinking, Wang Pan only felt a little noisy, and couldn't help covering his head with a quilt.

"I'm still a child, so it's reasonable to sleep late, right?"

Wang Pan looked at Mochizuki innocently.

"Sleep late, I will let you sleep late!
I told you yesterday to get you up early.

Now everyone is here, just waiting for you! "

Mochizuki held Wang Pan by the collar and held Wang Pan in mid-air.

Before Wang Pan could quibble, Mochizuki slapped Wang Pan.

A moment later, Wang Pan limped behind Mochizuki to the venue.

"Thank you, comrades, who have traveled thousands of miles to attend and witness the succession ceremony of the son of my Shenming sect!"

Mochizuki's whole body was shrouded in a layer of mist, making it hard to see clearly.

The corners of the mouths of a group of holy land elders who came to watch the ceremony twitched. Who is the same as your Shenming sect?

You have no points in your mind?
In the entire land of Qingzhou, only your Shenmingzong family can be called a demon sect!
Still in the same way?
What kind of shit!
If it weren't for your Shenmingzong being also a holy place with a profound foundation, it would have knocked on the door and wiped you out long ago.

Without your Shenmingzong in Qingzhou, countless monks will applaud.

Mochizuki ignored the thoughts of the others, and waved at the king pan casually, and the king pan flew out and landed on an altar below that was made of the bones of monks in the consummation period.

This altar is three feet high, and it is incomparably miraculous. I don't know how many bones of monks in the Taoist period were used to build it.

Just standing on this altar, Wang Pan felt that he was surrounded by the Dao of Heaven, and countless insights flooded into Wang Pan's mind.

Above, countless eyes looked at Wang Pan in surprise and uncertainty.

"What's going on? Isn't the grand succession ceremony of the Holy Son held? How could it be a child?"

A first-class elder was dumbfounded.

"Shen Mingzong is not a human being! He played us all! After all, it is still for money!

No, I can't take it anymore, this Shenmingzong has no lower limit.

If this continues, our sect will go bankrupt just for giving gifts.

After I go back, I must persuade the suzerain's wife to let the suzerain's wife blow the pillow wind to the suzerain.

Just move the sect away and leave Qingzhou! "

An elder from the Vulcan Sect was trembling with anger. Thinking of the Vulcan Crystal he had sent, the elder felt his heart was bleeding.

"Let's see first, Shen Mingzong shouldn't be such a trifle with the Holy Son."

A female elder in Baihua Valley said that even she didn't believe it.

"Could it be that this child has practiced some special skills, resulting in this appearance all the time? Isn't Taoist Baiying like this?"

The elders of Tiandao Valley joined the discussion with some hesitation.

Of course, they didn't dare to offend Shen Mingzong, and they didn't dare to discuss face to face, they were just communicating with each other.

One after another, malicious eyes fell and cast on the king plate on the altar.

Wang Pan also felt the overwhelming malice. If it wasn't for the Shenmingzong here, Wang Pan had no doubt that the shameless old guys above would have attacked him long ago.

"What are you?"

Wang Pan was not used to this group of old things, they were all members of the demon way, and he still talked about respecting the old and loving the young, so he raised his head and said something to the group of people above.

The person who can sit in the main seat of the viewing platform is at least an elder from a first-class force, ranging from the out-of-body stage to the refining stage.

After hearing Wang Pan's words, a group of people were stunned, and instantly felt an unknown fire rising in their hearts, and even wanted to reply, "What are you doing?"
"Sect Master Mochizuki, your Shenming Sect is really born in large numbers, you can be the Holy Son at such a young age, you are young and promising.

Seeing this, I feel that I am old and can't keep up with the times. From now on, it will be dominated by young people. "

An elder from the Taixuan Holy Land turned his head and bowed to Mochizuki, and said with a smile.

The sarcasm in the words can be heard as long as you are not stupid.

"Elder Peng, what you said is wrong. Our sect does not have such a talent as the Holy Son of the Shenmingzong. From now on, I think it is the world of the Shenmingzong."

The elders of Yaochi Holy Land also said in a strange way.

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of loving life. It is a pity that this son has gone on the road of no return at such a young age."

The elder of Wanfoshan had a shiny forehead, showing a mouthful of white teeth, with regret on his face.

The relationship between these three holy places and Shen Mingzong is hostile, and the other three holy places are watching the fun from the sidelines.

The three elders of Yaochi Holy Land, Wanfo Mountain, and Taixuan Holy Land are all in the Void Refinement stage. Although they are in the Shenming Sect, they have no fear at all.

After all, they came to watch the ceremony on behalf of their own holy lands this time, and they were just yin and yang, so they would not lose their lives. If something happened in Shenmingzong, Shenmingzong would not be able to bear the pressure of the three holy places.

Of course, the three of them could only act in such a strange way. If they went too far, their death would be in vain. Shen Mingzong still wanted to hold the three holy places accountable.

"You guys are quite self-aware. From my point of view, your disciples in the Holy Land are trash."

Mochizuki followed the three people's words, nodded in agreement, and was extremely arrogant.

"Sect Master Mochizuki, we respect you as the Sect Master of the Shenming Sect, and praise the Holy Son of the Shenming Sect without hesitation, but you insult my sect disciple!"

The three elders from different holy places were dumbfounded, and then furious.

"Didn't you say that your sect doesn't have such talents as my son of the Shenming Sect?

In Ben Gong's eyes, either a talent or a waste.

Is there a problem? "

Mochizuki looked at the three of them unkindly, and a terrifying pressure fell on the three of them, making the three of them tremble in unison.

"Combination period!"

"This woman actually broke through!"

"This time it's not in vain. If you don't know that this woman has made a breakthrough, then in case of a fight in the future, if you make a mistake, you will be in trouble."

The minds of the three elders from different holy places turned.

Seeing Mochizuki staring at them with a murderous look, the three of them were discouraged and bowed their heads to Mochizuki.

Although the three elders from different holy places thought that Shenmingzong would not do anything to him, what if?
The members of the Shenmingzong are all lunatics. If they really want to kill themselves, it will be useless even if the sect seeks justice for themselves. After all, people cannot be resurrected after death.

Mochizuki raised the corners of her mouth, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

Withdrawing his momentum, he didn't pay any attention to what the group of people thought, and slowly got up from the main seat.

"Out of the Infernal Purgatory!"

Mochizuki pointed downwards, and the lines on the bones on the altar began to light up, and all kinds of heavenly powers condensed into scepters from the void, shining brightly.

The weakest of these corpses is also in the stage of harmony, holding the authority of heaven.

Even if they died for countless years, the power of heaven still remains on their bones.

This kind of heavenly authority is not the consciousness of the world of cultivating immortals, but is created by the cultivators themselves by combining with the Tao, blending with the heaven and the earth to understand the consciousness of the world of cultivating immortals, and using their own perceptions and referring to the consciousness of the world of cultivating immortals.

Only after having withstood the baptism of the Transcendence Tribulation Period and reached the Mahayana Period, can the authority held by the immortal cultivator be considered qualified to be recognized by the consciousness of the immortal cultivator world.

At this time, the immortal cultivator can use the power of heaven that he has mastered to integrate into the consciousness of the world of cultivating immortals, so as to truly leverage the power of heaven!

The practice system of each world is unique, even if it is the same practice system, there will be differences in different worlds.

One after another, the authority of heaven turned into a scepter sank into the ground, and the ground began to fluctuate like water, and strands of extremely pure Yin Qi emerged from the ground.

"Crack!"

The blue bricks on the ground were broken, and the earth bulged!

Like a huge tomb, people feel gloomy and panic at first sight.

On the viewing platform, an inexplicable panic rose in the hearts of a group of strong men who came to watch the ceremony, as if a great terror was about to revive.

A group of people stared at the huge raised grave below, and this was the source of panic!
"Woooo!"

"Ow!"

"Hey!"

The tomb bag was split open, and blood flowed out from the tomb bag. The sun in the sky disappeared at some point and was replaced by a full moon emitting cold moonlight.

The blood water seems to be endless, and it will soon submerge the surrounding area and continue to rise.

As the blood rose, the full moon in the sky was gradually infected and turned into blood.

A layer of bloody moonlight sprinkled on the ground, the mist was hazy, and a strong and disgusting bloody smell permeated the air.

On the viewing platform, many people frowned, feeling an unknown fire rising, and the whole person became more and more irritable, as if they wanted to tear everything into pieces.

But the next moment, these people directly cut off the excess emotions, and the whole person regained their composure, their eyes full of fear.

"What a weird method."

"I got caught without knowing it, and it's hard to guard against."

"Hmph, how dare you do tricks with a little skill?"

"Amitabha, a thief of the devil's way, everyone can get him and kill him."

A group of people who came to watch the ceremony were all strong men from their respective forces, and since they were so far away, and they were not targeted at them, naturally they couldn't do anything to them.

Wang Pan's mind was clear and his soul was flawless, and the magic sounds around him had no effect on Wang Pan at all.

Wang Pan just stood there quietly, looking at it curiously.

The bloody water flooded the altar little by little until it was below Wang Pan's feet.

"Buzz!"

The altar began to vibrate, and the bones of countless indestructible monks in the Dao stage were shattered at this moment!
The whole altar is like a flower bone slowly blooming towards the surroundings!

In the middle of the flower bone, there are steps that meander down.

The blood flowed continuously down the steps, exuding a bloody glow.

Step by step, Wang Pan stepped on the bloody water sticking to his feet, and walked down.

After walking a hundred steps, a human figure formed of blood stood in front of Wang Pan.

"What the hell?"

Wang Pan muttered, and punched out with one punch.

"The old man is."

The figure turned into blood was directly blown away.

On the high platform, the corners of Mochizuki's mouth twitched.

In the Infernal Purgatory, there will be a ray of remnant souls of the past lords of the Shenming Sect.

The strength of these remnants varies according to the strength of the Holy Son.

In the past, the holy son of Shenmingzong was at the Nascent Soul stage at worst, and his combat power was strong enough to leapfrog and kill Huashen.

Then the remnant soul they met was the Nascent Soul Stage or the Transformation Stage.

But Wang Pan is different, Wang Pan's realm is only in the Qi training period, that is to say, the remnant soul strength of the past lords of the Shenmingzong is only in the Qi training period!

And when Wang Pan fights with the souls of the cultivating system, the opponent's realm automatically drops by one big realm, and Wang Pan's realm rises by one big realm.

The qi training period is already the lowest state of the immortal cultivation system, that is to say, with the blessing of the title of Wangpan Immortal King, the strength of the remnant souls of the past lords of the Shenmingzong will be directly cut off and reduced to mortals.

Wang Pan himself is powerful enough to kill Yuanying, but he can also use the foundation-building stage to beat an ordinary person who has no strength.

The result is that Wang Pan swept all the way, no matter which suzerain you are, how amazingly talented you are, and your fighting power is against the sky, you can only be beaten in front of Wang Pan!
"That's fine, clean up all these remnant souls, so that we can better grasp this fairy weapon in the future.

Hmph, a group of old immortals build an endless purgatory with their own flesh and bones, and they want to plunder the good fortune and return at the moment they succeed in forging the fairy weapon, it is simply wishful thinking.

If you really want you to come back, will the former suzerain of Shenmingzong have the final say, or the current suzerain me?
Only dead ancestors, only respected ancestors.

The idol should be placed on the altar! "

Mochizuki turned her head, thinking silently, with a beautiful smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)