Universal Simulation: I have countless talents

During the process of building the foundation, Wang Pan's swelling has completely disappeared, and not only that, his body has also grown taller.

He is eleven years old this year, but his height has reached 1.8 meters.

His body is perfect and streamlined.

"Maybe this is a natural talent?"

Wang Pan looked down and smiled knowingly.

"Including this world, I have experienced two simulated worlds of immortal cultivation systems.

The immortal cultivation systems in the two simulated worlds are similar, but perhaps it is because the energy level of the immortal cultivation world in the last era of the end of the world is too low.

So the immortal cultivators in the simulated world of the end of the world can only build a temple in a snail shell and reach the extreme in details to improve their combat power as much as possible.

But this immortal cultivation world is different. The higher the energy level, the stronger the upper limit that the immortal cultivator can reach!

The immortal cultivators in the world of the end of the world can only cultivate to the Hedao period at most.

The immortal cultivators in this world can reach the Mahayana period, and even achieve the true immortal of the trinity. As long as the realm is strong enough, they can directly defeat the ten skills with one force and crush them.

This is why the two worlds are obviously immortal cultivation systems, but there are also differences."

Wang Pan did not rush to break through the golden elixir, but fell into deep thought.

Of course, this does not mean that the immortal cultivation system in the world of the end of the world must be different from this world.

The immortal cultivation system of the world in the end of the world is still very desirable. In the same realm, it is better than the immortal cultivators in this world.

The God King Dark Illumination Sutra is very powerful and worthy of the name of the immortal book.

But if Wang Pan practices the God King Dark Illumination Sutra, even if he practices it to the extreme, he can't surpass the creator of this immortal book.

Because the God King Dark Illumination Sutra is tailored according to the situation of the founder of the Shenming Sect who created this practice.

People's physiques cannot be generalized.

Although everyone is a human, everyone's physical details are different, such as some people are big, some are small, some are long, and some are short.

Although Wang Pan relies on many talents and titles, after practicing the God King Dark Illumination Sutra, his combat power is unmatched in the same realm. Even if the founder of the Shenming Sect who created the God King Dark Illumination Sutra is resurrected, he will tremble and call Wang Pan "big brother" when he sees him in the same realm.

"There is nothing strange about the golden elixir in this world. Compared with the foundation-building period, the quality of spiritual power is higher and the life span is longer.

But in the world of the end of the world, the golden elixir is an extremely important realm.

The nine transformations of the golden elixir are enough to allow the cultivator to change his fate!"

Wang Pan's eyes showed a bright light. The nine transformations of the golden elixir are enough to allow the cultivator to undergo an all-round transformation!

If the elixir can be made into a first-grade elixir, then the cultivator's qualifications, understanding, physical strength, spiritual power, etc. will be improved nine times!

Wang Pan was unlucky before. He happened to catch up with the end of the world. The way of heaven is not obvious and the spiritual energy does not exist.

It is difficult to practice in such an environment. The life span of the foundation-building period is only two hundred years. Whether it is the limit of one's own life span, the environment of heaven and earth, or the resources, it is not enough to support Wang Pan to form a first-grade golden elixir.

A good cook cannot cook without rice, so Wang Pan can only hastily form an elixir and make it into an eighth-grade elixir.

But now it is different. This world is full of spiritual energy and the way of heaven is high. Whether it is talent, life span, or resources, Wang Pan has no shortage of them!

"The nine turns of the golden elixir, each turn is a new world.

If you want to form a first-grade golden elixir, you need to break the elixir continuously.

If you don't break the elixir, then the highest you can form is a third-grade golden elixir.

But every time you break the elixir and form it again, the golden elixir will be stronger until it becomes a first-grade elixir."

Wang Pan has made up his mind. The Divine King Mingzhao Sutra is very strong, and Wang Pan wants to make it stronger!

Without rushing to break through the golden elixir, Wang Pan sat cross-legged, his mind fell into an empty state.

Many talents flashed with dazzling light, and countless inspirations collided in Wang Pan's mind, bursting out thousands of spiritual lights.

Wang Pan's divine thoughts accurately caught these spiritual lights, allowing Wang Pan to make rapid progress.

Everyone will burst out countless spiritual lights in their minds at all times, but ordinary people cannot practice, their souls are covered with dust, and they can only let these spiritual lights dissipate, and they don't even know that the spiritual lights have appeared.

Only a very few lucky people will have a flash of inspiration under certain circumstances.

But they can only catch a flash of inspiration, but even so, it can make ordinary people seem to have opened their minds.

A flash of inspiration has such a magical effect, not to mention that Wang Pan captures thousands of flashes of inspiration every minute and every second.

It is not enlightenment, but it is better than enlightenment!

In this state, Wang Pan was neither happy nor sad, his brain was unprecedentedly active, and every brain cell was mobilized to start calculating and processing massive amounts of data.

I don’t know how long it took, but Wang Pan suddenly felt happy in his heart.

It directly made Wang Pan withdraw from his state of neither happiness nor sadness, and the whole person recovered the emotions of a living being.

Wang Pan’s face was pale, and he lost a lot of weight in a short period of time, and the bones under the skin could be seen.

There were waves of fatigue in his brain, and his spirit was also a little sluggish.

But these did not affect Wang Pan's joy at all, because Wang Pan perfectly integrated the Tianhe Sect's Tianhe Record. Golden Elixir Method with the Divine King Mingzhao Sutra.

Wang Pan's current state is not very good, and the whole person seems to be hollowed out from the spirit to the body.

"Unless it is necessary, you can't easily enter this state.

It's too taxing on the mind and body.

It can be sustained for a short period of time, and it only needs a period of recuperation to recover.

But if you enter this state for a long time, you may damage your origin.

This state is somewhat similar to the Tao-integration stage of immortal cultivators, where the body and Tao merge, and the soul merges with heaven and earth.

Facing the way of heaven, a massive amount of information is received by the cultivators all the time, greatly increasing the speed at which they can comprehend the way of heaven.

My current strength is still too weak. Even if my soul can support it, my body cannot.

The trinity of essence, energy and spirit is so great that if the energy is lost too much, the spirit will naturally be unable to survive. "

Wang Pan understood the essence in an instant.

Wang Pan is not in a hurry to break through the golden elixir stage. With Wang Pan's current state, he is not suitable to continue practicing.

The top priority is to have a good meal and then get a good night's sleep.

"Qianhua!"

Wang Pan got off the bed and shouted towards the door.

"I am here!"

Qianhua was sitting on a pony outside the door and dozing off. When she heard Wang Pan calling her, she suddenly woke up.

The door was pushed open, and Qianhua hurriedly walked into the room.

But when Qianhua saw Wang Pan's appearance, she was shocked and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Holy Son, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Qianhua's tone was filled with fear and anxiety, and she hurriedly stepped forward to help Wang Pan.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine, don't be afraid.

Tell the cook to give me something to eat. "

Wang Pan was speechless. Although he was weak, he didn't need help.

But Wang Pan still accepted Qianhua's kindness and allowed Qianhua to support him carefully.

Qianhua didn't understand that much. She just saw that Wang Pan, who was swollen to the size of a ball before, had become skinny and bones in a short period of time. This made Qianhua feel heartbroken as she watched Wang Pan grow up.

"yes!"

But Qianhua was just an ordinary person who knew nothing about cultivation. Although she was still a little worried, she didn't dare to neglect after hearing what Wang Pan said, and ran out of the room in a hurry.

"etc!

No need to go. "

Wang Pan touched his thin cheek and spoke hurriedly as if he was remembering something.

Qianhua didn't understand, but it didn't stop Qianhua from being obedient.

Now that Wang Pan had spoken, Qianhua also stopped and looked at Wang Pan doubtfully.

"It would be a pity not to slap Master in the face with such a good opportunity."

A smile appeared on Wang Pan's face, he waved away the flowers, walked out of the room, and walked towards the Palace of the Gods and the Underworld.

The Shenming Palace is located on the Shenming Peak. The front hall is where the leader of the Shenming Sect handles government affairs, and the back hall is where Wangyue lives.

The courtyard where Wang Pan is located is just outside the Shenming Palace.

"My subordinates pay their respects to the Holy Son!"

"I've seen the Holy Son!"

Along the way, many disciples or servants saluted after seeing Wang Pan.

Although there were some doubts as to why Wang Pan was like this, no one asked.

Don't be surprised why they can recognize the greatly changed Wang Pan.

A person's aura, if it is not deliberately concealed, will not change no matter how long it passes.

For immortal cultivators, it couldn't be easier to remember a person's aura.

Wang Pan passed through the front hall and entered the back hall.

The back hall is Wangyue's bedroom, where idlers stop.

A Taoist army composed of powerful female cultivators is responsible for guarding. The strongest among them has the state of Dzogchen in the out-of-body stage, and the weakest is also Yuanying.

Wang Pan is naturally not an idler. In terms of status, Wang Pan is not only the holy son of the Shenming Sect, but also a direct disciple of Wang Yue.

So Wang Pan swaggered into the back hall in front of the two female cultivators.

"Master, save me!"

As soon as he entered the back hall, Wang Pan screamed in panic.

The whole person looked weak, pitiful and helpless, with a look of panic on his face, staggering forward as he stumbled forward.

The next moment, a supreme power came, wrapping Wang Pan's body and disappearing from the place.

Wang Pan felt like the world was spinning. When he opened his eyes, Wang Pan appeared in a secret room.

And Wangyue sat cross-legged on a formation, looking at Wang Pan with amusement on his face.

"Hey, isn't this my good disciple? We haven't seen him for just a day, why are you so embarrassed?"

Wang Yue's divine mind scanned Wang Pan's body, and after seeing that Wang Pan was just depleted of energy and blood, and mentally weak, without any damage to his origin, he made a mocking comment.

"Master, I can't help it, but I can't let you go!

Although Master, you often hit me, but I know that Master is doing it for my own good.

So I don't blame you. It's all because the disciples are bad and always make Master angry.

Disciple can no longer stay with Master, please forget about me.

If there is a next life, I will still be Master’s disciple! "

Wang Pan's tone was full of sorrow, his eyes looked at Wang Yue affectionately, and he spoke softly.

"Good disciple, I am deeply pleased to see that you can understand my teacher's good intentions.

You can’t let go of being a teacher, and being a teacher actually can’t let go of you either.

You won’t need it in the next life.

Don’t forget, our Shenming Sect is best at playing with ghosts and zombies.

Good disciple, please bear with me, my master will think of a way to kill you right now.

When the time comes, my master will refine your soul into the main soul of the Zunhunbanner, and your body into a corpse puppet. Forget it, let's refine it into a zombie. Corpse puppets are too smelly and ugly. "

Wangyue looked at Wang Pan with a loving face and comforted him softly.

"Master, I think I can still save him."

Wang Pan couldn't hold himself any longer.

"Master has just checked it. There is no hope. It can't be saved. Just wait for death.

The potential of zombies trained while hot is even greater. They can suck souls alive and become evil spirits immediately."

Wang Yue shrugged and shook his head at Wang Pan with regret.

Then he pulled up the thin shirt that had slipped off his shoulders as if nothing had happened.

A perfect poem, a post, a content, a book, a bar, a 6, a 9, a book, a bar, a look!

Wang Pan's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It turned out that Lao Jian was really cunning.

"Master, you beat me like this. You can't just ignore it."

Wang Pan couldn't hold it back. Looking at Wang Yue's eager look, Wang Pan was really afraid that Wang Yue would do something to him.

"Haha, are you sure you want me to be responsible?"

Wang Yue asked Wang Pan with a smile.

"Do you want it?"

Wang Pan hesitated. It didn't seem right. She smiled so beautifully. There must be a conspiracy!

"Very good, I will satisfy you!

It's just skin and bones, thin body, that's easy!"

Wang Yue showed a malicious smile, slowly stood up, and approached Wang Pan step by step.

"What do you want to do?

Don't come over!"

Wang Pan showed fear on his face, a group of cowards, and his tactics retreated.

"Want to run? Come here!"

Wang Yue grabbed Wang Pan and then beat him inhumanely.

In the secret room, there was only the sound of fists hitting flesh and Wang Pan's screams.

Wang Yue was merciless, Wang Pan's body was like a ball, being hit by Wang Yue.

In the secret room, the afterimages of Wang Yue were vivid. Every time Wang Pan had not landed, Wang Yue had already appeared where Wang Pan landed and waited for Wang Pan.

Wang Yue had already discovered that Wang Pan had broken through. Although Wang Pan was now deficient in blood and thin, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind, he was actually much more resistant to beating than when he was practicing Qi.

Wang Yue felt relieved when he beat Wang Pan, who had sent himself to his door, until he lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Before, he didn't think that retreating for decades was just the norm, but now that Wang Yue has experienced that beating his disciples can make him stronger, he can't stand it.

It feels like retreating is like being in prison, and the days are like years.

The key is that the cultivation level improved by retreating is not as much as beating his disciples twice, which makes Wang Yue feel restless after only one day of retreat.

Fortunately, the disciple is very filial. He knows that retreating is irritable, so he comes to his door to solve his problems.

Where can you find such a good disciple?

"Good disciple, get up and take a look. I promise that you are three times fatter now!

Next time there is such a good thing, remember to call me."

Wang Yue looked at Wang Pan, who was bruised and swollen, and said with some regret.

"Anything else? If not, I have something in my heart and I have to practice in seclusion."

Wang Yue blinked, and without waiting for Wang Pan to speak, he picked up Wang Pan, tore open a space channel, and threw Wang Pan in.

In Wang Pan's residence, a space crack opened, and Wang Pan fell out fiercely.

Wang Pan patted the dust off his body without caring, ignored the surprised eyes of a group of maids, and sneaked back to his room like a thief.

Then he flipped his hand, and a space ring appeared in Wang Pan's palm.

"Hehe."

Wang Pan looked at the space ring and smiled foolishly.

"This wave is not a loss!"

Wang Pan's face was full of smugness. No matter how unreasonable you are, you have to follow me and eat dust in front of me who is as cunning as a ghost.

"Let me see what good things are hidden in the master's space ring."

Wang Pan looked forward to it and opened the space ring without hesitation.

Different worlds have different uses for space rings.

There is no such thing as recognizing the owner of the space ring in this world. Whoever picks it up belongs to it.

This is why everyone in the Shenming Sect likes to go out and kill people, set fires, and rob houses.

Otherwise, everyone in the Shenming Sect would not waste their time practicing, risking their own death, and robbing a bunch of space rings that have recognized their master but cannot be opened.

As long as you have spiritual power, you can open a space ring as long as you are a cultivator.

In Tianzhou, there is a notorious holy place, Miaoshoukongkongmen.

This holy place is proficient in stealing from top to bottom. With a Miaoshoukongmen, countless cultivators have been killed and stolen for no reason.

With excitement, Wang Pan input spiritual power and opened the space ring.

"Do you really think that this saint son has no memory? Knowing that you will be beaten, you still provoke that old woman again and again?"

Wang Pan's face was full of complacency.

"Fuck!"

After opening the space ring, Wang Pan's mind probed into it and saw everything in the space ring clearly, and then Wang Pan was stunned.

Inside the space ring, there was no powerful Taoist weapon that Wang Pan imagined could destroy the heavens and the earth, nor was there any priceless rare elixir, let alone any natural treasure.

Holding a close-fitting garment in his hand, Wang Pan fell into deep thought.

"I didn't expect that Master looked fierce and cold on the surface.

But who would have thought that Master also had a little girl's side. Everyone loves beauty.

I have to say, it's pretty good.

As expected of this Saint Son's Master, his aesthetics are exactly the same as this Saint Son's.

What is this called? This is called Master and Disciple have similar views!

I just don't know what a beautiful view it will be when it is worn on Master?"

Wang Pan's nose was a little hot, he couldn't look at it anymore, he couldn't think about it anymore, otherwise he would have a nosebleed.

He quickly put the close-fitting garment back into the space ring, and Wang Pan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he thought of something, Wang Pan's body stiffened, his scalp tingled, and cold sweat ran down his face.

"It's over, I won't be silenced, right?"

The more Wang Pan thought about it, the more panicked he became. He originally just wanted to make a fortune and let his master suffer a loss. By the time his master found out that something was wrong, he had already eaten the benefits.

But man proposes, God disposes. Wang Pan tried his best, endured humiliation, and finally seized the opportunity. As a result, he didn't expect that he didn't catch the fox but got into trouble.

Wang Pan shuddered and felt that a disaster was coming.

Without hesitation, Wang Pan kicked the door open, packed up his belongings, and ran away.

Originally, he wanted to leave Wangyue's space ring, but Wang Pan changed his mind. Isn't this confessing himself?

As long as there is no evidence, it does not constitute a crime.

What space ring? Wang has never seen it!

Be careful to sue you for defamation!

Along the way, Wang Pan was suspicious, fearing that Wangyue would appear out of nowhere and block him.

Fortunately, Wang Pan was relieved when he arrived at the teleportation square of Shenming Sect.

"Greetings to the Holy Son!

I didn't know the Holy Son was coming, so I couldn't greet him from afar. I hope the Holy Son will forgive me."

The outer sect elders guarding the teleportation array saw Wang Pan coming, and left a group of disciples who were already standing on the teleportation array waiting to be teleported aside, and came to greet Wang Pan.

Wang Pan has two identities in Shenming Sect, one is the Holy Son, and the other is Wangyue's direct disciple.

But no matter which identity, it is not comparable to a group of outer sect elders.

"Greetings to the Holy Son!"

The other disciples also bowed to Wang Pan.

"No need to be polite." Wang Pan raised his hand and said to a group of outer sect elders: "Don't blame those who don't know. Besides, it's your duty as elders."

"Thank you, Holy Son."

A group of outer sect elders and disciples thanked him.

"Okay, to make a long story short, this Saint has something important to do and needs to use the teleportation array. Please prepare for this Saint as soon as possible."

Wang Pan didn't have time to be polite with them. He should run away first and wait for Wangyue to calm down, or wait until he can beat Wangyue before coming back.

Wang Pan felt very sad. It was too miserable to have a home but couldn't go back.

Thinking of this, Wang Pan felt a little guilty towards his parents.

But fortunately, Wang Pan learned about his parents. They lived well and no one dared to provoke them. After all, Wang Pan was the Saint, and his parents were honored by his son.

In the past eight years, Wang Pan's parents gave him a younger brother and two younger sisters.

It's a pity that none of them had spiritual roots and could not practice.

Now his parents are living well. Maybe they will think of Wang Pan, the eldest son, but more of the other children are with them, which can be regarded as enjoying the happiness of family.

Wang Pan's life span is too long. Wang Pan can't find the treasures of heaven and earth to prolong his parents' lives, can't stay with them, and can't let his parents embark on the journey of cultivating immortals.

For Wang Pan, he was just a passer-by in this world.

There will be a day when he will leave. Perhaps after a long time, with other children accompanying their parents, they can distract their parents and not miss Wang Pan too much.

Wang Pan's expression was a little complicated.

Rather than meeting once, awakening his parents' longing and then turning around and leaving, it is better to leave it like this for now.

"Holy Son, where are you going?

Our sect has teleportation arrays in various places in Qingzhou, and even inter-state teleportation arrays leading to the two neighboring states."

An outer sect elder asked.

"Go to Yangzhou!"

Wang Pan thought about it and decided to stay away.