Universal Simulation: I have countless talents

"Alas, Saint Son, you don't listen to me at such a young age. When you grow up, won't you ride on me?

Huh? It seems that Saint Son won't live to see the future. That's fine."

Wang Yue looked at Wang Pan with resentment and said gloomily.

But thinking that Wang Pan was about to die, Wang Yue smiled again.

"Master, you make it very difficult for me to deal with it!"

Wang Pan sighed and said with difficulty.

"You are forcing me to be a traitorous disciple. You wait for me, you hateful old woman, bullying me because I am young and weak. When I grow up, you will see how I will deal with you!"

Wang Pan thought secretly in his heart.

"Difficult? If it's difficult, then don't do it!"

Wang Yue smiled tenderly, stretched out her hand and pinched Wang Pan's chubby cheeks, pulling them into various shapes.

Wang Pan clenched his fists, so angry!

In the blink of an eye, two months had passed, and Shenming Sect began to recruit disciples.

The Shenming Sect recruits a group of disciples every three years. The reason for this frequency is that the loss of disciples in the sect is too great.

Some of them were killed by others while fighting demons and defending the Dao, and some were used as materials by their fellow disciples.

Some of them died directly because of their cultivation.

The best way to die might be to be caught by the male and female disciples of Yinyang Peak in the Shenming Sect and killed by their essence.

In addition, Wang Pan seriously suspected that the reason why the Shenming Sect recruited disciples so frequently was because they were extremely poor and regarded those who came to participate in the entrance examination as free materials.

After all, for the Demon Sect, all kinds of creatures are the best materials for cultivation. They can be used for cultivating magical powers, techniques, or refining various magic weapons.

There were crowds of people outside the gate of the Shenming Sect.

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered together. Even though they knew that the Shenming Sect would only recruit a thousand disciples each time and the rest would die, they still came one after another like moths to a flame.

Perhaps they were confident in themselves and believed that they could stand out with their own strength.

Perhaps he was lucky enough to think that he could survive to the end.

"It took me 180 years to cultivate to the Golden Core Stage. As a casual cultivator, I have no skills and no resources, so the Golden Core Stage is my limit.

But I am not willing to accept this. Why can those immortal cultivation families and sect disciples form Golden Core at such a young age!

The Shenming Sect is my only chance!

No need to test talent, no need to abide by any rules, no need to care about age, as long as I can pass the assessment, I can become a disciple of the Holy Land!

I, Han Ti, will climb to the top of the immortal cultivation world step by step!

I want to ascend to heaven!"

Han Ti's eyes were bloodshot, and he was screaming madly in his heart.

"Only by joining the Holy Land can I avenge my grievances!

No one can stop me from joining the Shenming Sect!

Gods will be killed, and Buddhas will be killed!"

A young man with a completely unrecognizable face and one leg missing was mixed in the crowd, as humble as a minion, and people around him cast strange eyes at him from time to time.

A little girl with gray eyes and delicate features, wearing clothes made of coarse linen, stood there expressionlessly.

A large area was cleared around the blind girl, and no one dared to cross the line even if the rest of the place was crowded.

Anyone who approached the blind girl within a hundred meters, whether ordinary people or Jindan cultivators, died silently.

"Qianji, don't worry, you can eat as much as you want soon."

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, wearing an orange-red long skirt, held a blood-red umbrella in broad daylight.

A wisp of blood-red gas fell from the umbrella, which was extremely fierce!

A group of servants from the foundation-building to Jindan stage followed behind her, and the girl seemed to be talking to herself.

But the strange thing was that the umbrella the girl was holding seemed to understand, and all the strange phenomena disappeared, and even the blood-red color of the umbrella gradually faded, turning into an ordinary white paper umbrella.

"Buzz!"

In front of the mountain gate of Shenming Sect, the formation was opened!

Instantly, the sky was covered, the sky and the earth lost their colors, the sun was directly covered, all colors disappeared, leaving only black and white.

Voices came out from the mountain gate of Shenming Sect, forming two rows.

One by one, the outer sect elders appeared, each of them was in the Nascent Soul stage, with a terrifying aura.

At this moment, the world turned into a ghost domain, with gusts of cold wind, ghosts crying and wolves howling, and the sky-high corpse gas, bloody gas, and yin energy mixed together.

"Is this the holy land? It's so powerful!"

"I will definitely join the Shenming Sect!"

"Hehehe, I'm starting to like the Shenming Sect, it's really an intoxicating aura!"

"Is this the foundation of the holy land? It can easily pull out dozens of Nascent Souls and hundreds of Golden Core cultivators.

Sure enough, it's just that the holy land is iron-clad, and the sect is changing."

"It's worthy of being a holy land, even the air is so fresh, love it!"

A group of people who came to participate in the assessment were a little agitated.

"Silence!"

Several inner sect elders appeared last, and each of them was at least in the Spiritualization Realm!

One of the elders had a gloomy face and frowned, and his voice was like a loud bell, hitting the soul directly.

Many people were struck by lightning and turned pale.

Some even bled from all seven orifices and died suddenly.

"No one is allowed to make noise, leave the army, or look around. Violators will die!"

The inner sect elder spoke in a stern tone. After he finished speaking, he directly asked the Jindan disciples of the Shenming Sect to lead this group of people into the sect.

No one dared to violate the rules set by the inner sect elders, and followed them honestly and entered the sect.

Everyone was walking on a huge bridge, which was built of countless bones.

On both sides of the bridge, there was black fog, which was thick and heavy, and looked like two walls.

From time to time, a ghost face appeared in the fog on both sides of the bridge, with bloodshot eyes, greedily looking at the people walking on the bridge.

An ordinary person was not paying attention and was squeezed to the side of the bridge, and half of his body broke into the fog.

In just a moment, the half of the ordinary person's body that had entered the fog disappeared directly!

The other half of his body fell on the surface of the bone bridge, and the wound was densely covered with bite marks!

Many people shuddered when they saw this scene, and looked at the fog outside the bone bridge with fear, moving their feet away from the bridge.

"What a rich spiritual energy!"

After entering the formation and officially stepping into the mountain gate of Shenming Sect, many people in the crowd were shocked by the rich spiritual energy and cried out in surprise.

As casual cultivators, when have they ever been in such a rich spiritual environment? They usually live a hard life. They rely on the thin spiritual energy in the outside world for cultivation. The more luxurious ones use spiritual stones for cultivation.

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

Shenming Sect is poor, but it is a holy land after all. A lean camel is bigger than a horse. The cultivation environment is far from comparable to that of casual cultivators in the outside world.

Many people silently moved away from these exclaiming people, looking at them with ridicule.

"Hua La La!"

Chains emitting black mist broke through the air and directly penetrated these exclaiming people.

At the end of the chain, there were golden elixir disciples of Shenming Sect.

With a slight pull, hundreds of people flew backwards and left the crowd.

"Ah!"

Screams rang out, and everyone knew what their fate would be.

Wei Daofang didn't know how long he had walked on the bridge. He just felt exhausted, as if his feet were filled with lead. Every step took all his strength.

But Wei Daofang didn't dare to stop. He could only lower his head numbly and continue to walk forward.

"A husband is always a child"

Suddenly, an unrecognizable voice came to Wei Daofang's ears, as if it was a woman.

"Who is talking? Are you calling me?"

Wei Daofang was stunned, then looked up and looked around.

When he looked up, Wei Daofang was panicked.

Apart from himself, there was no one else on the wide bridge!

"Where are the people? Where are they? Stop playing, come out, come out!"

Looking at the white bones under his feet, the fog wall on the side of the bridge kept bulging, as if to get out of the fog, and come to the ghost faces on the white bone bridge, Wei Daofang panicked and started shouting.

"Husband!

Husband!

Where have you been?

I've been looking for you so hard!

Why are you hiding from me?"

A woman with disheveled hair and ragged white clothes appeared in the distance. Every time she said a word, she disappeared from the spot. Every time she disappeared and reappeared, she crossed a long distance.

She was getting closer and closer to Wei Daofang!

"Ah, don't come over!"

Wei Daofang was so scared that his legs went limp. He took two steps back and fell to the ground.

Wei Daofang was just a scholar. He had finally saved enough money and experienced countless hardships and took nearly six years to reach the gate of the Shenming Sect.

Seeing such a weird scene, he was directly scared to death.

When there were many people before, Wei Daofang was not so scared.

But now he was the only one on the white bone bridge, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

"Ah! Get out of here!"

Wei Daofang closed his eyes in fear and waved his arms randomly.

After struggling for a long time, Wei Daofang was also tired and panting.

"Are you okay?"

Wei Daofang quietly opened his eyes and looked around. The white bone bridge was still the same white bone bridge, and the ghost faces on the fog on both sides of the bridge could not get out. The woman with disheveled hair also disappeared. Wei Daofang breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stood up.

"I found you!"

Suddenly, Wei Daofang felt something slippery and cold on his back. In addition, it seemed that there was water grass strangling his neck, making it impossible for him to breathe. A voice with joy sounded in Wei Daofang's ears.

"My husband, don't you want me anymore?

Why are you hiding from me? Do you know how hard I've been looking for you!

My husband said that he would be with me forever and love me forever?

But my husband, why did you send me to be tortured to death in order to enter the Shenming Sect?

I'm already pregnant with your child, how could you be so cruel?"

Wei Daofang turned around involuntarily and faced the woman with disheveled hair, ragged white clothes, wet body, and stinking body. The two were only a few feet away!

The woman reached out and pushed the hair covering her face to both sides, revealing a swollen, non-human face.

The skin not covered by the clothes was covered with bruises and scars.

"You, you, you!

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

How could it be you?!

It must be fake, all fake!"

Wei Daofang's eyes were full of fear. Although the woman's face was completely changed, Wei Daofang recognized her at a glance!

It turned out to be his newly married wife!

Since Wei Daofang accidentally learned about the Shenming Sect from someone else, he has been obsessed with cultivating immortality. In order to raise enough money, Wei Daofang personally drugged his newly married wife and sent her to someone else's bed.

But how could she appear here?

Even if she was dead, she shouldn't be here!