Simulation of all things: starting with copper skin and iron bones

Chapter 164 Humans are superficial creatures!

Gusu Zhongqi heard the words and sighed: "You and I are other people's chess pieces. When they are useful, they will be placed on the chessboard, and when they are useless, they will be removed."

Wei An cupped his hands and said solemnly: "Thank you senior for telling me the inside story, otherwise, I wouldn't even know how I died."

Gusu Zhongqi shook his head and said, "It's nothing, you and I are just in the same boat. Anyway, the mission has failed, and you will know the inside story sooner or later."

Wei An was silent, and said slowly: "This junior may not live long, but I still want to ask you a question about cultivation."

"Practice? Do you still have the mind to practice?"

Gusu Zhong Qi couldn't help laughing, and became interested, "Okay, okay, you can ask, the old man knows everything."

Wei An said seriously: "What this junior wants to ask is, the specific method of spiritual cultivation?"

Gusu Zhongqi's face changed, and he asked in surprise, "Why, do you want to practice spiritually?"

Wei An said: "I am a master of calligraphy now, so I should meet the entry requirements for spiritual cultivation."

"That said."

Gusu Zhongqi pointed to his head, "Spiritual practice is not only extremely difficult, but also full of unpredictable dangers. If you are not careful, you may go crazy or even brain dead."

Wei An spread his hands and said, "But hasn't the Gusu clan been practicing spiritual cultivation for a long time? Aren't you afraid of danger?"

Gusu Zhongqi waved his hand and said, "Of course we are also afraid of danger, but do you know what the key to spiritual cultivation is?

In a word, if you are not crazy, you cannot survive!
It must be known that anyone who practices spiritual cultivation must have the courage and determination to become a demon!
Among those masters of calligraphy, masters of painting, and masters of piano skills, which one doesn't look like a lunatic?They wandered on the edge of madness, and frantically explored on the boundary of obsession.

Only in this way can the spirit be transformed!
As for you, you have already practiced martial arts, and you must do your best to get rid of the demons in your heart, and you must not become demons. "

He spread his hands and said, "You and we are taking two completely opposite paths, and it is impossible to have both."

Hearing this, Wei An's expression changed, and he cupped his hands and said, "I understand, I wonder if you have a secret book on spiritual cultivation, can you sell a copy to this junior? Junior, I still want to give it a try!"

After hearing this, what else could Gusu Zhongqi say? He waved his hand and said, "There is no need to sell it. The secret method of spiritual cultivation is actually not a secret. On the contrary, we hope that it can be popularized and let countless people practice it. good."

He stood up, took out a yellow book from the bookshelf, handed it to Wei An, and introduced: "This "Longyuan Tibetan" is a mystical refining method summed up and condensed by the ancestors of the Gusu family. You can take it and read it. Look, but I really don't recommend you try to practice."

Wei An accepted it, and said happily, "Thank you, senior."

After a while, he came out of the study, holding the "Longyuan Zang" in his hand, and walked briskly back to the other courtyard.

"Friend, where did you go?"

Beside the water in the fountain, a thin old man lay lazily on a recline, basking in the sun, looking very comfortable.

Wei An looked at Xiao Jiuwu, walked over, and said indifferently: "Xiao Jiuwu, isn't there a running water table today? Why didn't you go to eat?"

"You think I'm a pig!"

Xiao Jiuwu stroked his belly, smacked his lips, picked his teeth and said, "I've been eating all morning, take a rest, and eat in the afternoon."

Wei An understood, pointed to the pendant on the skinny old man's neck, and asked, "What is that?"

"You said this?"

Xiao Jiuwu picked up the pendant and shook it. It was just a wooden sign with four characters engraved on it.

九六
Fifty-nine
Xiao Jiuwu introduced himself: "When I was young, I grew up with a girl, and this was a gift from her. My name is Jiuwu, and my favorite thing to do is Liujiu, hehehe, young People, do you know what is the six-nine style?"

Wei An stretched out his hand and said, "Let me see."

Xiao Jiuwu took it off, handed it to Wei An, and said, "It's just a wooden sign, you don't think it's a treasure, do you?"

Wei An looked at it for a while, and found that the texture of the wooden sign had been eroded by the years, and it was suspected to be an old object hundreds of years ago.

He gave it back to Xiao Jiuwu, and said seriously: "It's been a while, you must like that girl very much."

Xiao Jiuwu was stunned for a moment, then pouted and said, "What do you like or not, you know nothing."

[The first year: The mysterious old man left Gusu Castle and went to Qizhou King City. After he swallowed a kind of elixir, he suddenly lost control and turned into a demon, slaughtering nearly [-] million people in Qizhou King City. 】

[After that, the mysterious old man fell into a deep sleep. 】

[The sixth year: The mysterious old man came to life, he sighed and destroyed the wooden sign. 】

[Simulation ends]

"Elixir, out of control, demon..."

Wei An shuddered, and at this moment, he found the thief who stole the white porcelain bottle.

It was Xiao Jiuwu!
The thief is at hand!

"Xiao Jiuwu ate the royal elixir, but lost control and turned into a monster!!" Wei An's heart shuddered.

The imperial elixir is for the old emperor.

If this is the case, wouldn't the old emperor want to...

and many more!

Wei An's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked carefully at Xiao Jiuwu in front of him, and a terrible idea appeared in his mind.

Ninety-five!

Could it be, Ninety-Five Supreme? !
Xiao Jiuwu is the old emperor himself! !

Wei An's scalp was numb, he sat down slowly, took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Jiuwu, let me tell you something, I might die."

Xiao Jiuwu turned his head and asked, "You are so young, you start to worry about when you will die? You are looking for trouble!"

Wei An continued: "I was sent by the Pantian Sect to celebrate my birthday, but unfortunately, I lost the gift."

"lost?"

Xiao Jiuwu immediately clapped his hands and laughed, "Hahaha, you deserve it for not lending me a congratulatory gift!"

Wei An said solemnly: "After I lost the congratulatory gift, I was told that the congratulatory gift was not a congratulatory gift at all, but an imperial medicine elixir dedicated to the old emperor."

"..."

Xiao Jiuwu's expression changed slightly, he took a deep look at Wei An, and then slowly sat up straight.

At this moment, his demeanor completely changed, a sense of pressure without anger and prestige emerged spontaneously, but it was calm and breezy, without any trace.

"When did you guess my identity?" Xiao Jiuwu asked calmly.

Wei An bowed his head and cupped his hands, "Nine-five-two characters, not everyone dares to call themselves."

The corners of Xiao Jiuwu's mouth twitched, playful: "The widow calls himself Jiuwu grandly, but it's a pity that no one has noticed that there is a problem, only you are an exception."

Wei An continued: "Your acting is too realistic, you have fooled everyone."

Xiao Jiuwu shook his head and said: "Human beings are superficial creatures, and they can only see the appearance. Even if they meet the most noble people in the world, they all have blind eyes."

Wei An was silent, and said: "The imperial medicine pill is the product of the blood forbidden technique. The higher the bloodline level, the greater the risk of losing control. I guess, after you take the imperial medicine medicine, it is very likely that you will lose control."

Xiao Jiuwu looked Wei An straight in the eyes, and said word by word: "I know..."

(End of this chapter)