Universal Simulation: I have countless talents

Wang Pan didn't know what these forces were thinking. Wang Pan just felt a little noisy and couldn't help but cover his head with the quilt.

"I'm still a kid, so sleeping in is reasonable, right?"

Wang Pan looked at Wang Yue with an innocent face.

“Sleep in, I’ll let you sleep in!

I told you yesterday to get you up early.

Now everyone is here, waiting for you! "

Wang Yue picked up Wang Pan by his collar and lifted him up in the air.

Before Wang Pan could quibble, Wang Yue slapped Wang Pan.

After a while, Wang Pan limped behind Wang Yue and came to the venue.

"Thank you, all of you, for traveling thousands of miles to attend and witness the succession ceremony of the Holy Son of our Shenming Sect!"

Watching the moon is shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

A group of elders from the Holy Land who were sitting on the main seat and came to watch the ceremony twitched their mouths. Who is the same as your Shenming Sect?

Your Shenming Sect has no idea?

In the entire land of Qingzhou, the only one who can be called a demon sect is your Shenming Sect!

Still the same?

What kind of bullshit!

If it weren't for the fact that your Shenming Sect is also a Holy Land and has a profound foundation, I would have knocked on your door and wiped you out.

Without your Shenming Sect in Qingzhou, countless monks will applaud.

Wangyue ignored the thoughts of the others and waved at the king plate. The king plate flew out and landed on an altar made from the bones of a monk in the Hedao stage below.

This altar is three feet high and extremely magical. It took countless bones of Hedao monks to build it.

Just standing on this altar, Wang Pan felt like he was wrapped in the heaven, and countless insights poured into Wang Pan's mind.

Above, countless eyes looked at Wang Pan with uncertainty.

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

An elder from a first-rate force was dumbfounded.

"The Shenming Sect is not a human being! He actually tricked us all! After all, it's all about making money!

No, I can't stand it anymore, this Shenming Sect has no lower limit.

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

When I go back, I must persuade the sect master's wife to let the sect master's wife give him a pillow.

Move the sect directly and leave Qingzhou! "

An elder from the Fire God Sect was so angry that he was trembling with anger. When he thought about the Fire God Crystal he gave away, the elder felt that his heart was bleeding.

"Let's take a look first. The Shenming Sect shouldn't be so childish about the Holy Son."

A female elder from Baihua Valley was talking so hard that she didn’t even believe it.

"Is it possible that this boy has practiced some special skills that have caused him to look like this all the time? Isn't that what Taoist Bai Ying is like?"

The elders of Tiandao Valley joined the discussion hesitantly.

Of course, they did not dare to offend the Shenming Sect and did not dare to discuss it face to face. They were just communicating with each other.

A series of malicious eyes fell on the king plate on the altar.

Wang Pan also felt the overwhelming malice. If this was not the Shenming Sect, Wang Pan had no doubt that the group of shameless old guys above would have taken action against him.

"What are you looking at?"

Wang Pan couldn't get used to these old people, they were all in the devil's way, and they 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 people who can sit in the main seat of the viewing platform are at least elders from first-class forces, ranging from the out-of-body stage to the void refining stage.

After hearing Wang Pan's words, a group of people were stunned. They instantly felt an unknown fire rising in their hearts. They even wanted to say "What are you doing?"

"Master Wangyue Sect, your Shenming Sect is really full of talents. You can assume the position of the Holy Son at such a young age. You are young and promising.

When I see this kid, I feel that I am already old and cannot keep up with the times. From now on, the world will be dominated by young people. "

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

Anyone who is not stupid can hear the sarcasm in his words.

"Elder Peng, what you said is wrong. We don't have talents like the Holy Son of the Shenming Sect in our sect. I think from now on, the world will be dominated by the Shenming Sect."

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

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life, but at such a young age, this child has embarked on a path of no return, which is regrettable."

The elder of Wanfo Mountain had a bright forehead, revealing his white teeth, with a look of regret on his face.

There is a hostile relationship between these three holy places and the Shenming Sect, while the other three holy places are watching the fun from the sidelines.

The three elders from Yaochi Holy Land, Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, and Taixuan Holy Land are all in the Void Refining Stage. Although they are in the Shenming Sect, they are not afraid at all.

After all, they came to watch the ceremony on behalf of their own holy land this time. It was just because of the strange atmosphere that they would not lose their lives. If something happened within the Shenming Sect, the Shenming Sect would not be able to withstand the pressure of the three holy places.

Of course, the three of them can only be so angry. If they go out of their way again, their death will be in vain. The Shenming Sect will still hold the three holy places accountable.

"You are quite self-aware. In my opinion, your disciples in the Holy Land are all trash."

Mochizuki followed the words of the three and nodded in agreement, extremely arrogant.

"Master Wangyue, we respect you as the master of the Shenming Sect, and we praise the Holy Son of the Shenming Sect without hesitation, but you insult my disciples!"

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

“Didn’t you say that your sect doesn’t have talents as talented as our Holy Son of Shenming Sect?

In my eyes, they are either talents or trash.

Is there a problem? "

Momentum looked at the three people with a bad look, and a terrifying pressure fell on them, causing them to tremble.

"Hedao period!"

"This woman actually broke through!"

"This trip was not in vain. If I didn't know that this woman had broken through, then if we fight in the future, if I make a mistake, it will be troublesome. "

The three elders from different holy places had their minds turned.

Looking at Wangyue who was staring at them with murderous intent, the three of them were scared and bowed to Wangyue.

Although the three elders from different holy places believed that the Shenming Sect would not attack them, what if?

The people of the Shenming Sect are all crazy. If they really want to kill them, then even if the sect seeks justice for them, it will be useless, after all, the dead cannot be resurrected.

Wangyue raised the corners of his mouth, with a little sarcasm in his eyes.

Withdrawing his momentum, he no longer cared about what these people thought, and slowly stood up from the main seat.

"The Infernal Purgatory is coming out! "

Wang Yue pointed downwards, and the patterns on the bones on the altar began to light up. Various powers of the Heavenly Dao condensed into scepters from the void, shining brightly.

The weakest of these corpses was at the Hedao stage before they died, holding the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Even after countless years of death, the power of the Heavenly Dao still remains on their corpses.

This power of the Heavenly Dao is not the consciousness of the immortal world, but is created by the immortal cultivators who merge their bodies with the Dao, blend the heaven and earth to comprehend the consciousness of the immortal world, and use their own perceptions and reference to the consciousness of the immortal world.

Only after enduring the baptism of the Crossing Tribulation Stage and reaching the Mahayana Stage, the immortal cultivators can control Only when you hold the authority can you be recognized by the consciousness of the world of immortal cultivation.

At this time, the immortal cultivator can use the authority of the Heavenly Dao that he has mastered to integrate into the consciousness of the world of immortal cultivation, and thereby truly pry open the authority of the Heavenly Dao!

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The Heavenly Dao authority that turned into a scepter sank into the ground, and the ground began to fluctuate like water, and wisps of pure and incomparable yin energy emerged from the ground.

"Crack!"

The blue bricks on the ground broke and the earth bulged!

It was like a huge tomb, which made people feel gloomy and panic at the first sight.

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

A group of people stared at the huge bulging tomb below, and the source of panic was here!

"Woo woo!"

"Ah!"

"Boo woo woo! "

The grave mound cracked open, blood flowed out of it, the sun in the sky disappeared at some point, replaced by a full moon emitting cold moonlight, day and night reversed, ghosts crying and wolves howling!

The blood seemed endless, soon submerged the surroundings, and continued to rise.

As the blood rose, the full moon in the sky was also infected little by little, turning into blood.

A layer of blood-colored moonlight spread on the ground, the mist was hazy, and a strong and nauseating smell of blood filled the air.

On the viewing platform, many people frowned, feeling a nameless fire rising, the whole person became more and more irritable, as if to tear everything apart.

But the next moment, these people directly cut off the extra emotions, and the whole person regained calm again, with fear in their eyes.

"What a weird method."

"I was caught unknowingly, and it was hard to guard against."

"Hmph, dare to show off your skills in front of an expert?"

"Amitabha, the evil thief, everyone can kill him. "

The group of people who came to watch the ceremony were all strong men from their own forces. They were so far away and were not targeting them, so they could not do anything to them.

Wang Pan's mind was clear and his spirit was flawless. The demonic sounds around him had no effect on Wang Pan.

Wang Pan just stood there quietly, looking around curiously.

The blood gradually flooded the altar until it was over Wang Pan's feet.

"Buzz!"

The altar began to vibrate, and countless indestructible bones of Hedao period monks were broken at this moment!

The whole altar was like a flower bud that slowly bloomed to the surroundings!

In the middle of the flower bud, there were steps winding down.

The blood continued to flow down along the steps, emitting a hazy blood light.

Wang Pan stepped on the sticky blood step by step and walked down.

Just after walking a hundred steps, a human figure formed by blood blocked Wang Pan.

"What the hell is this? "

Wang Pan muttered and punched out.

"I am..."

The figure transformed by blood was directly blown up.

On the high platform, Wang Yue's mouth twitched.

In the endless purgatory, there will be a wisp of residual souls of the successive masters of the Shenming Sect.

The strength of these residual souls varies according to the strength of the saint.

The saints of the Shenming Sect in the past were at least in the Nascent Soul stage, with strong combat power, enough to fight against the God of Transformation.

The residual souls they met were in the Nascent Soul stage or the God of Transformation.

But Wang Pan is different. Wang Pan's realm is only the Qi training stage, that is to say, the residual souls of the successive masters of the Shenming Sect are only in the Qi training stage!

When Wang Pan fights with the creatures of the cultivation system, the opponent's realm automatically drops by one major realm, and Wang Pan's realm rises by one major realm.

The Qi training stage is already the lowest realm in the cultivation system, that is to say, under the blessing of Wang Pan's title of Immortal King, the residual souls of the successive masters of the Shenming Sect were directly reduced in strength and reduced to mortals.

Wang Pan's own combat power is so strong that he can kill Yuanying, and he also uses the realm of foundation building to fight an ordinary person with no strength.

The result is that Wang Pan swept all the way. No matter how many generations of the sect leader you are, how amazing your talent is, and how powerful you are, you can only be beaten in front of Wang Pan!

"It's good to do this. All these residual souls must be cleared out so that we can better master this immortal weapon in the future.

Humph, a group of old immortals, using their own flesh and bones to create an endless purgatory, delusionally using the moment of successfully forging the immortal weapon to plunder the destiny and return, it's simply wishful thinking.

If you really want you to return, then who will have the final say in the Shenming Sect, you former sect leaders, or me, the current sect leader?

Only the dead ancestors are the ancestors who are respected.

The statues of gods should be placed on the altar!"

Wang Yue thought silently as he turned his head, and a beautiful smile appeared on his face.