Niu Dali also saw that Wang Ping was unimpressed, and said cautiously: "I, who is my elder brother, can also be regarded as Lan Lan's mother's family, I will give you a piece of advice, if you want to use this magic weapon of yours, it is best to silence your mouth and not let anyone know, otherwise once the news spreads, someone will inevitably deal with you, and even invite a master to intercept and kill you, so you must not be guarded against." Wealth is moving! ”

Wang Ping nodded, after all, Niu Dali said this for himself, he is not a person who doesn't know what to do.

"Do you have any plans next, I heard that the ranking battle of the Holy Sons is about to start in the Divine City, do you want to go and have a look?"

Niu Dali's words attracted Wang Ping's attention, the ranking battle of the Holy Son? What does it mean at this time? Is there also a great war between the Sons?

"It's me who said it wrong, it's not the Holy Son Qualifying Battle, it should be the Holy Son Elimination, only the victorious, or alive Holy Son is qualified to truly become the Holy Son, and the loser will be relegated to the Spirit Son."

Niu Dali suddenly realized that a lot of things had happened in the past year, but Wang Ping had not moved around in the outside world, so he was almost out of touch with this world, so he acted as a narrator and told Wang Ping what had happened in the divine realm in the past year.

With Niu Dali's narration, Wang Ping gradually had some understanding of what had happened in the Divine Realm in the past year, but he didn't expect so many things to happen in the Divine Realm during the year when he was in retreat and cultivating the Holy Soldiers.

"To put it simply, the pattern of the Divine Realm has undergone tremendous changes, and the original sects have attached themselves to the sects or ancient families with Extreme Dao Holy Soldiers, forming a huge force, which is what they call the Holy Land."

"And there are some who rely on the heritage behind them, absorbing some small and medium-sized sects to unite, and it can be regarded as a holy place, but there is no extreme holy soldier suppression background, the purpose is very simple, in order to deal with the ancient clan that is about to be born."

"Of course, the strength of these sects is obvious, for example, compared with some super sects and some small and medium-sized sects, the gap between them is clear at a glance, and there is nothing to compare, but those sects with similar strength are not convinced, so this needs to be compared."

"Of course, in order to deal with the ancient clan, high-end combat power is impossible, but the holy sons represent the future of the sect, each sect will focus on cultivating, and the resources will be tilted in an all-round way, and the holy sons of these sects will be in a leading position when the sect is united, or the status is relatively high, and it is inevitable to have a battle, and the status is determined by strength."

Moreover, in order to reduce the title of the Holy Son, there can only be one Holy Son in each holy place, and the rest can only be the Spirit Son. Just imagine, how fierce is the competition among so many sects competing for the position of a holy son at the same time? So, this fight must be unprecedented, and I want to see it. ”

Wang Ping didn't expect that these people in the Divine Realm were really united, and it took only one year to reach such an agreement, so that due to the overall tilt of resources, in addition to those old and immortal elders, those Holy Sons who really won the battle would inevitably receive full support from all sides, and their cultivation would be similar to that of a thousand miles a day.

This kind of battle, in Niu Dali's words, is really unprecedentedly exciting, you must go and see it, but I don't know if Wang Yushan, Wu Renwei, and Li Badshui will participate in it, if they also participate, it will be more fun.

After drinking, Wang Ping said goodbye to Niu Dali, he wanted to go to the Shangqing faction to see what kind of scale the sect he brought out was now developing. In addition, Jin Jiao and Da Bai should also be there, settle down and go to think about the cliff for a while.

When passing through the small town of sin, Wang Ping deliberately went to the academy to take a look, and just when he walked into the campus, he felt that the class was over, and some students were chatting and discussing on the campus.

The Emperor's Academy is good, no matter what sect people will accept, as long as the conditions are met, they can come here to study, of course, but most of the people who can study here are rich people, and few people who have no money can study here.

Moreover, these people definitely have no shortage of cultivation exercises in their hands, so they don't teach any exercises in the academy, what they teach is the use of magic weapons and divine power, and how to get the maximum gain with the least effort and increase the attack power to the extreme.

Therefore, it is not forbidden to fight in the academy, but it is not allowed to fight in the academy, there is a martial arts platform in the academy, as long as you are on the martial arts platform, you can fight whatever you want, as long as you don't die.

It is precisely because of this that the cultivation atmosphere in the academy is very strong, you chase after me, a martial spirit, but anyone who can graduate in the academy is a genius or an elite.

Wang Ping came to the academy and walked along the gravel road in the academy to a building that encouraged him to teach other buildings, where he used to hold classes.

Soon, Wang Ping came to the square in front of the building, and a bald young man walked over with slanted eyes, looking at Wang Ping in a strange way.

"This classmate, you are very fresh! How come I haven't seen it before? Don't know the rules of our special class? This playground is ours, outsiders are strictly forbidden to enter, otherwise, hehe......"

This young bald head is a transfer student, and he is a well-known thorn in the back class, a black sheep, so he was transferred to a special class.

He also knew about this special class for a long time, and after coming to the special class, he directly sat in the seat where Wang Ping was originally sitting.

Since Wang Ping became the squad leader, although others are not here, that position has always been reserved for him, even Lan Lan's seat has been reserved, and no one dares to sit on it.

That day, as soon as the bald head sat in that seat, he saw that all the students in the class, both men and women, looked at him, and there was cruelty and pity in their eyes.

Just before he knew what was going on, fart. was hit the stock, and directly let Pei Xiaobao kick out of the window and fall a rolling gourd.

Of course he won't give up on this, go directly to the cannon fodder classroom, and want to get back to the field, as soon as he entered the door, he saw Pei Xiaobao standing in front of him, and before he could react, he was kicked hard in the stomach, if Pei Xiaobao didn't care about the rules of the academy, this sleep a little further down would be enough to kick his dantian and abolish him directly.

"Why?"

The bald head rose into the air again, lying on the ground fiercely, his divine power was scattered, and he couldn't get up in a short time, but he gritted his teeth and asked Bei Xiaobao why.

"The reason is very simple, that seat, not you can sit, when you come to the special class, there is only one thing you have to do, clamp your tail and be a man!"