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

Chapter 177 Entering the Elder Circle!The third-rank leader of Yanwu Hall!
At the same time, the news that Wei An was promoted to elder was like a blockbuster, causing a huge storm in Pan Tianzong.

After all, he is the youngest elder in the history of Pan Tianzong, he seems to be only in his 20s, and he got into the position of elder all of a sudden.

All the disciples were shocked!
"Zhang Sanqiao, who is it?"

"I haven't heard of this person before, how did he become an elder?"

I don't know how many people have black question marks on their faces.

It's not their fault.

It's really because Wei An's reputation is really not that big, except for his status as a sixth-rank alchemist, he doesn't have any glorious deeds.

For most of the disciples, Wei An suddenly broke into their field of vision as if he had suddenly emerged from the ground.

too suddenly!

However, Wei An is very good at being a man. He put on the elder's robe and visited the elders one by one.

The number of Pan Tianzong's upper third-rank masters is 175, including 78 new third-rank masters such as Yue Chuanhan.

Wei An only has the strength of the third rank, and he can't get in touch with the second rank for the time being, so he visited every third rank elder.

Some people are away from home, and some people are practicing in seclusion.

After a whole day, Wei An met a total of 92 third-rank elders, all of whom looked familiar.

All the elders are naturally very curious about Wei An, and are willing to get in touch with him.

During this period, Wei An also met his servant Song Botao.

"Elder Song, I've heard of you for a long time."

Wei An cupped his hands and smiled.

Song Botao looked at Wei An and exclaimed, "Elder Zhang, I have heard that you are very young, but I didn't expect you to be so young."

Many people have already said this, and Wei An was almost tired of hearing it, and joked: "Elder Song won't despise me just because I'm young, right?"

"How can it be!"

Song Botao waved his hands, laughed and said, "Elder Zhang has a bright future, it's too late for Song to curry favor with you."

In terms of strength, Song Botao felt that he was not as good as Shen Wusong, so he would definitely not be able to beat Wei An. Therefore, Song Botao kept his posture very low in front of Wei An.

While chatting with each other, Wei An learned something.

Every three months, the third-rank elders will hold a regular gathering to communicate with each other and trade some items with each other. The form is not different from the Hongchen Pavilion gathering.

"The time for the next meeting will be in March!"

Song Botao said, "In addition, besides this party, there is another party that you may be interested in."

Wei An asked repeatedly, "What party?"

"Have you heard of the 'No Face Meeting'?" Song Botao asked without answering.

Wei An shook his head.

Song Botao explained: "The Faceless Society is a gathering organized by a mysterious force called 'Faceless Man', and only top-ranking third-rank masters are allowed to participate.

During the party, everyone was wearing black robes and masks without showing their faces.

During a party, you can trade any item, no matter how you got it. "

Wei An understood it as soon as he heard it, and asked in surprise: "Isn't this just a black market transaction?"

Song Botao smiled and said, "Who doesn't have a few shady things in his hands? At the No Face Meeting, you can safely sell stolen goods. No one knows who you are."

Wei An blinked, shook his head and said with a smile: "Black market trading is too risky, and sooner or later something will happen. What if someone uses tricks to spy on your face, or robs you halfway?"

Song Botao waved his hand and said, "The Faceless people behind the Faceless Meeting are very powerful. No matter who you are, as long as you break the rules, you will be severely punished. I participated in the Faceless Meeting and sold a few good things. In the end, nothing happened. I made money." More money."

Wei An couldn't help being moved, and asked, "Where is the location?"

Song Botao replied: "The venue of the Faceless Meeting is not fixed, it changes from time to time."

Wei An became suspicious, and frowned, "Isn't the identity of the people who participated in the Faceless Meeting kept secret? If the Faceless Meeting doesn't know who you are, how can they tell you where to meet?"

Song Botao smiled and said, "On the night of the full moon every month, at midnight, you stare at the night sky in the south. Remember, watch it after you activate the divine sense."

"..."

Wei An was thoughtful.

Flash forward to the next day, suddenly there was the sound of a gong beating from the Martial Arts Hall.

"What's the sound of the gong?" Wei An shuddered, pinched his fingers, and then remembered.

The half-yearly internal competition is today!
Wei An immediately went to the Martial Arts Hall, and as soon as he entered the hall, countless eyes cast his eyes on him instantly.

"Meet Elder Zhang!"

All the disciples saluted in a hurry, respectfully, and spontaneously moved out of the way.

For a time, all eyes were on!
"Exemption."

Wei An smiled lightly and walked forward.

At this time, Mr. Zhao Qingdong, the referee in charge of the internal competition, also appeared.

Wei An also visited Zhao Qingdong before, and the two chatted for a while, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Zhao Qingdong saw Wei An at a glance, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Elder Zhang, this is the place where fifth-rank disciples compete. You should go to the special competition venue for third-rank elders."

Wei An smiled and said, "Elder Zhao, my Pantian Jing realm is still at the fifth rank."

Zhao Qingdong waved his hand and said: "Yanwu hall only talks about strength, you are a real third-rank master!"

"……All right."

Wei An also didn't want to bully a group of fifth-rank weak chickens, so he left this area straight away and went to a larger venue on the mountain behind the Yanwu Hall.

At this moment, more than 70 people gathered on that field, all of whom were third-rank elders who had joined the Yanwu Hall.

Yue Chuanhan stood in the crowd, he was the first to see Wei An approaching, and after the corners of his mouth tightened, he took the initiative to meet him, cupped his hands and said, "Elder Zhang, you are here."

Wei An smiled and said, "Eldest senior brother, I visited you yesterday, but you happened to be not in the cave."

"Oh, I have something to go out."

Yue Chuanhan smiled, looked at Wei An, and sighed: "I didn't expect you and me to stand side by side again in this way."

Wei An heard the implication, and asked in silence, "How is Senior Sister Liu?"

Yue Chuanhan shook his head and sighed: "Since then, the evil spirit of Taiyin broke out again, and her temperament has also changed again and again."

Wei An was silent for a while.

The evil spirit of Taiyin erupted twice, and Liu Piaopiao's memory of Wei An must have been completely wiped out.

Alas, Liu Piaopiao's yin traits are so frightening, like a ticking time bomb, it explodes as soon as it explodes.

While speaking, a gust of breeze blew past in vain, making everyone feel an inexplicable chill.

Wei An felt something in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw a figure appearing on the empty high platform at some point.

That person was a middle-aged lady with an ordinary appearance, cold brows, and no emotion on her face.

Yue Chuanhan and the others immediately shut up, saluted respectfully, got up and said, "Meet Elder Han."

Wei An also lowered his head. It was the first time he saw this half-aged lady, and he didn't know who she was.

The middle-aged mistress gently waved her sleeves, and said in a cold voice: "Forget it, today's competition officially begins, the old rules, according to the order of ranking last time, the last one can challenge the previous one, after winning the previous one , you can also challenge for a higher ranking.”

She scanned the crowd and asked, "Who was the last one in the last ranking, stand up."

At this time, a thin middle-aged man stood up, bowed his head and cupped his hands and said, "Elder Han, I am Ma Min'an."

Elder Han asked, "Do you want to challenge?"

Ma Min'an shook his head and said: "In the past six months, my cultivation has not improved much, and I don't want to challenge the previous one."

"Then go down." Elder Han continued to ask: "The penultimate one, stand up."

Someone stood out from the crowd, but that person didn't initiate a challenge either.

Just ask questions one by one until the bottom No.18, and challenge the bottom No.17.

The two fought in public, No. 18 won tragically, and the ranking improved by one.

Soon, Elder Han asked the top ten, and the number of challengers suddenly increased.

No.9 Chang Houwen challenged No.8 Jiang Guangheng and won. After that, he challenged No.5 Xu Yiping and won again.

Chang Houwen directly rose to No.5, and the rankings of others changed accordingly.

"No.2 Ji Dongming, I want to challenge No.1 Xia Shouyi!"

A strong man with a big beard came out, his face was fierce, and his eyes were fixed on another tall and burly man.

Elder Han remained expressionless, and said: "The last time you two fought against each other, it was inseparable. After half a year, each of you has improved a lot. I also really want to know which one of you is stronger and weaker."

With an order, Ji Dongming and Xia Shouyi collided like two bulls, their axes flying and slashing wildly.

Both of them are at the peak of the third rank, and the Pangu bloodline level is astonishing as the beginning of the king's blood level.

As soon as they fought, the power of Pangu exploded was earth-shattering and eye-catching.

"Elder Zhang, it will be your turn later."

Yue Chuanhan smiled slightly, "You can defeat Shenwusong, and your strength is also extremely strong. Do you want to compete for the leader of the third rank?"

Wei An said lightly, "I'm still thinking about it."

Yue Chuanhan was stunned for a moment, he was just being polite when he said this, he didn't expect Wei An to take it seriously.

You must know that Ji Dongming and Xia Shouyi are the best among the third-rank elders. They are extremely talented, powerful and solid, and Pan Gu's bloodline is an astonishing junior king's blood.

In the past, Shenwusong could suppress them one or two by relying on the blood of Dionysus, but since they had the blood of Pangu, their strength should not increase too much.

What do you, Zhang Sanqiao, use to fight them?
Spiritual cultivators do have unique features, but no matter how powerful you Zhang Sanqiao is, it is impossible for you to be able to defeat the peak of the third rank of the king's blood level.

Wei An didn't care about Yue Chuanhan's words, he thought for a while, and thought: "These two people's strength should not be underestimated. If I want to defeat them, I'm afraid the initial solution is not enough, and I have to expose another trump card."

Thinking of this, Wei An resolutely gave up, he had already exposed his initial solution, there was no need to blew his cards for a third-rank leader.

Being too high-profile has never been Wei An's style.

Ji Dongming and Xia Shouyi fought for hundreds of rounds, but in the end it was still Xia Shouyi who came out on top.

At this time, Elder Han glanced at Wei An, and said, "Elder Zhang, you are new here, do you want to try?"

Wei An thought for a while and replied, "I want to challenge No.3!"

As soon as these words came out, one of the people in the crowd turned ugly, and it was No.3 Lang Yuli.

He stood up, with a tense face, cupped his hands and said, "I accept Elder Zhang's challenge."

(End of this chapter)