Universal Simulation: I have countless talents

Wang Pan is stunned. This lady doesn't talk about Wude, she is still a child!

What about the Son of Zongmen?

Do I want to be faceless?

Do you know how much your palms are pumped on my ass and how much shadow the younger me?

Wang Pan screamed in a scream, and he was struggling with his chubby small hand, struggling.

"Do you dare to resist?"

Looking at the moon stare, crackling is a pump facing Wang Pan.

"Don't convince it?

Wang Yue was as cold as the goddess of the Moon Palace, and she could see that her mood was very good.

This bear child, I wanted to clean up, but now I finally resolved.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Wangyue inserted on his hair and shakes with the shaking of the moon, colliding with each other, making a pleasant sound.

"I don't accept it!"

Wang Pan's duck duck was hard, and I was in the middle of the sage, how can I succumb to a woman!

At the same time, Wang Pan was also happy. After all, Wang Pan was raised on her leg by Wang Pan. When Wang Pan was struggling, it was inevitable that it was a bit bumpy.

"The Son is worthy of being a Son, so good!"

"The sage is confused. When the service is soft, you must be soft and not shameful.

"Well, after the Son died, there was only one mouth left on the whole body."

A group of elders watched the lively, and it was not close to themselves, and it was not themselves anyway.

The more you look at the moon, the more you feel wrong, until you see the laughter of Wang Pan's mouth, and then feel the strangeness from some places in his body. It happens that Wang Pan is re -applied, and he wants to oil and want to realize the moon!

Wang Pan didn't know that his small movement was discovered, and his heart was beautiful.

"You pump my butt so many times, I have some oil, but I am divided?

Everyone is a man in the Magic Road, and having revenge is the basic operation. "

Wang Pan thought silently in his heart, feeling that he was too fast, and for a moment, he had adapted to the identity of his Magic Son.

Wang Pan always felt that the butt determined his head.

What you are your identity, you have to do your own identity.

Salvation and saving the people are humanity, and all living beings are humanity. Only me is humane.

Each experience of different identities and races is a rare opportunity for Wang Pan, which can make Wang Pan deeply perception of humanity.

"Huh? Why didn't you move?"

Wang Pan came back to God, and felt a little wrong, raised his head to look at Wangyue.

I saw Wang Yue staring at himself with a smile, Wang Pan smirked, silently recovering his salty pig hand.

"Master, beating a disciple, it is normal to move a bit!"

Wang Pan tried to quibble.

"It's normal, right?

After I brought you back to Zongmen, I will throw you into the Infernal Affairs Purgatory and fight with the disciples recruited by the current Shenmingzong. In the end, you can only survive a thousand people.

My good apprentice, you must not die.

Otherwise, respect will be sad.

Of course, if you survive, what happened just now will not care about the teacher.

It is inevitable that the apprentice has death and injury. "

Wang Yue said with a smile.

"Master, I'm just a child!"

Wang Pan's eyes widened, this lady's heart was dark!

The elders on the side did not squeak, all of them were like monkeys. They were obviously angry. They were all the elderly of Shenmingzong. Naturally, they would not hit the moon's muzzle at this time.

Just looking at Wang Pan for the elderly, it seems that the Son is about to be cold and you have to change.

Although Shenmingzong is so poor, it is also a holy place. In addition, when Shen Mingzong recruits his disciples, he doesn't care whether his disciples are taking the arts, and it is not the qualifications of root bone. 100,000 people come.

More than half of these hundreds of thousands are monks!

From the training period to the Jindan period!

Yuan Ying did not have it. If Yuan Ying joined Shenmingzong, he could directly obtain the identity of the elderly.

And Wang Pan, a three -year -old child, trained three floors, how can he survive in a bunch of foundations and Jin Dan?

I did n’t save it, I ca n’t save it, wait for death!

Woohoo, Shengzi died without a teacher.

"I know, if you weren't you still a child, why do you think you can live with the disciples recruited this time?

You are the sage for Master, and you are optimistic about you, come on!

Well, let's return to Zongmen, I can't wait to see the Son of the Son. "

Wang Yue's eyes bent into crescents, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"No, I can't go with you yet."

Wang Pan shook his head, his expression on his face returned as usual, and said seriously.

"Huh? Saint, are you afraid?"

Wang Yue asked interested.

"No, I want to place my father and mother first."

"This is simple, take your father and mother directly back to Shenmingzong. If you are the saint, you died unfortunately in the purgatory purgatory, and sent your father and mother to accompany you."

Hope the moon is a big package, and I thought it was the matter, this is simple, I'm familiar!

"Then it's okay."

Wang Pan's fist is hard, you tm, look, is this talking about it?

Wang Pan did not refuse. He joined Shenming Zong and received his parents with himself. He was relieved.

Otherwise, if I leave quietly, I won't talk about how sad my parents will be. This is the world of immortal cultivation. Ordinary people are too fragile when facing immortal cultivators and may die at any time.

"Use blood as a medium to summon your blood relatives!"

Wang Yue took a drop of Wang Pan's blood and began to cast a spell.

The blood boiled and continued to extend, turning into mirrors standing in the air.

There was a figure in each mirror.

Each figure had more or less blood relationship with Wang Pan.

The stronger the blood relationship with Wang Pan, the clearer the figure shown in the mirror.

Wang Yue stretched out his hand and the figures in the two mirrors were directly pulled out.

It turned out to be Wang Pan's parents!

"Where is this? Who are you!"

Wang Hong, who originally joined the hunting team and was responsible for night watch, felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had come to a strange place. The group of people in front of him were all fierce and ferocious, not like good people. He couldn't help but clench the hatchet in his hand with a vigilant look.

Wang Hong looked around, trying to find an escape route.

But he saw his wife and child were here. Wang Hong stood in front of Wang Pan and his wife, facing a group of Shenming Sect elders.

"Interesting, I originally thought that the Saint Son's ruthlessness was the influence of the acquired environment, but now it seems that the Saint Son's ruthlessness is innate.

Such a responsible father has a child like the Saint Son. I have to say, it's really amazing."

Wangyue seemed to see something funny and couldn't help laughing.

"Master, if you can't speak, don't say it.

I'm called gifted, and I was born with all the good qualities of people in the magic way."

Wang Pan was a little speechless. With a thought, he used a sleeping spell on Wang Hong and Li Na, and then used spiritual power to construct a pair of big hands and put Wang Hong and Li Na in his hands.

"Humph, traitor!

You're just stubborn, let's see how you die."

Wangyue pouted, too lazy to argue with Wang Pan.

Wang Yue stretched out his hand, and there seemed to be a ghost world in his palm, which directly took Wang Pan's family into it.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Then Wang Yue took a step and walked on the moon.

Behind him, a group of elders followed closely.

A few days later, Wang Pan finally explained to his parents what happened.

Wang Hong and Li Na were just ordinary people. When they heard that Wang Pan had joined the Xiuxian Sect, they were overjoyed.

Ordinary people also knew about the Xiuxian Sect. Every ten years, the Xiuxian Sect would conduct a spiritual root test on the children in the area under its jurisdiction.

Wang Hong and Li Na had never thought that their children would be valued by the Xiuxian Sect. Wang Hong and Li Na had thought of the best situation before, which was to save some money, send Wang Pan to school, pass the exam, and become an official.

Of course, this was the bad side of the Shenming Sect that Wang Pan did not tell Wang Hong and Li Na. Good news is not bad news.

If my parents knew that the Shenming Sect was full of vicious villains, they would not be happy, but would worry about me all day long.

This is not what Wang Pan wants to see.

Wang Pan did not take his master's words about throwing him into the hell and fighting with a group of people to heart.

Not to mention that there is no Nascent Soul Stage, even if there is a Nascent Soul Stage, Wang Pan is confident that he can beat the heads of Nascent Soul Stage dogs!

At this time, Wang Pan is in Wangyue's palace, and Wang Pan is just staying temporarily.

After all, Wangyue does not think that Wang Pan can survive, so there is no need for Wang Pan to live in the Holy Son Peak, let alone hold the Holy Son Ceremony and invite many forces in Qingzhou to watch the ceremony.

After arriving at the Shenming Sect, Wang Pan finally figured out why he felt that the energy level of this world was not low, and it was not the end of the world, but why the spiritual energy in the world was so thin.

It turned out that many holy places, sects, and immortal cultivation families directly enclosed the land.

Build a large formation to gather spiritual energy.

Directly gathered most of the spiritual energy in the world to his mountain gate.

The spiritual energy in the Shenming Sect was terrifyingly rich.

Wang Pan at least practiced a little, and his cultivation level rose rapidly.

Of course, not everyone is like Wang Pan without bottlenecks.

In just one month, Wang Pan fished for three days and slacked off for two days, and he also reached the thirteenth level of the Qi training stage. As long as Wang Pan wanted, he could break into the foundation building stage at any time.

But Wang Pan would not do such a thing as throwing away the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds. Not to mention that his body has not grown up yet, if he builds the foundation now, Wang Pan's appearance will be fixed at the present.

The foreign affairs elder Baiying Taoist is because of his talent, he built the foundation too early, and there is no elder to teach him the precautions, which leads to Baiying Taoist always looking like a seven-year-old.

Of course, he can take pills later to make his body grow.

But Baiying Taoist voluntarily keeps his current appearance because he practiced a special technique of the Shenming Sect.

However, if the body cannot grow up, you can take pills to solve it, but if the foundation is not good, you can't take pills to solve it.

If there is no amazing opportunity and luck, don't even think about making up for the foundation!

"My fate has completely changed since the moment I became the Holy Son of the Shenming Sect.

With countless talents and titles, it is easy for me to change my fate.

The so-called Sims events, for me, are more like a kind of foresight, finding the clues and information I want from the Sims events.

It can let me understand the world I am going to enter.

But I will not let go of the saint and the outer disciples in the Sims events.

I want to see if the son of luck can stop me! "

When Wang Pan thought of the saint and the outer disciple in the Sims event, he felt a nameless anger rising and his fists hardened!

In the Sims event, he saved the saint and let her keep her reputation.

But this stupid saint threatened to die, so that he would let go of the outer disciple who intended to do something bad to her.

In the end, he pursued his enemy for a lifetime in the Sims event, but before he could take revenge, he was beaten and killed by this outer disciple, and finally died with his eyes open.

"Only the most outstanding disciples in the Holy Land will be crowned as the Son of Saint and the Holy Daughter.

Many times, the top leaders of the Holy Land think that the disciples of this generation are not good, and would rather leave the Son of Saint vacant than establish the Son of Saint.

And the place where I was born belongs to the territory of Yaochi Holy Land.

So Yaochi Holy Land has a certain suspicion.

According to some clues in the Sims event, I was finally recruited.

If it is the Yaochi Holy Land that claims to be righteous, it should be impossible to recruit me who did all kinds of evil in the Sims event.

The three nearest holy places are Shenming Sect, Yaochi Holy Land, and Taixuan Holy Land.

The territories controlled by the three holy places are vast and boundless.

With my strength in the Yuanying period in the Sims event, I should not be able to jump out of the territory of these three holy places.

Taixuan Holy Land is both righteous and evil, and it is also possible to recruit me who did all kinds of evil in the Sims event.

But the most likely one is Shenming Sect!

But it doesn’t make sense. How could Shenming Sect have such a stupid saint? "

Wang Pan put down the book in his hand. He felt that except for Yaochi Holy Land, which could basically be ruled out, Shenming Sect and Taixuan Holy Land were the most suspicious.

"Forget it, never mind, kill them all when the time comes!

No, if the saint is beautiful, I can't let her die so easily.

Just thinking about it, I feel sorry for me in the Sims event! "

Wang Pan became more and more angry as he thought about it, and he smashed the book to the ground.

"Son of God, are you angry with me?

Tsk tsk, you are so cute even when you lose your temper.

I can't wait to see the Son of God die."

Wang Yue was wearing a silver-white skirt, and the long skirt was dragging on the floor tiles of the hall. Wang Yue walked gracefully to Wang Pan and said with a chuckle.

"I'm sorry, if Master wants to see me die, I may disappoint Master.

A bunch of chickens and dogs, killing chickens!"

Wang Pan curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"I just like the confident and arrogant look of the Son of God just now. Come on, show me again!"

Wang Yue took out a photo stone from somewhere, and excitedly raised the photo stone to Wang Pan.

"No! "

Wang Pan felt that this woman had some serious illness. As the Holy Son, don't I have any dignity?

You said I would record it?

If this is recorded, how can I manage the people below me in the future?