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

Chapter 360 I joined forces with Wei An? !

Speaking of which, Tao Huosheng is a genuine second-generation Xiu.

His parents are both practitioners, from aristocratic families, and once held important positions in the Taikoo Sect. They are well-known and have extensive and deep connections.

It's a pity that his parents' lives were not very good. They both died in battle for the Taikoo Sect, and Tao Huosheng became an orphan.

At that time, Tantai Sheluo was a close friend of Tao Huosheng's parents, and everyone knew it.

For the death of his friend, Tantai Sheluo was extremely sad, wept bitterly, mourned deeply, and was very touching.

Later, he adopted Tao Huosheng as his own, and it became a good story.

Tao Huosheng lived up to expectations, worked hard and cultivated hard, and became the most powerful one among the many disciples of Tantai Sheluo, who was qualified to inherit the mantle.

But for some reason, Tantai Sheluo gradually began to hate Tao Huosheng, and became more and more unkind to him.

After a while...

Tao Huosheng came out of Tantai Sheluo's cave, his face was pale, and he looked at the sky blankly, looking devastated.

Before he knew it, he came to the burial place of the Taikoo Gate—the Tomb of Heroes!

His parents are buried here.

"Father, mother, the unfilial child has come to see you, woo woo..."

Tao Huosheng walked to his parents' tombstone, knelt down exhaustedly, the grievance in his heart burst out uncontrollably, and he suddenly couldn't help but want to cry loudly.

"Father, mother, you are really blind, you misread Tantai Sheluo."

"He is a hypocrite, a real villain, he is not your best friend at all, he associates with you, he just wants to use your power and position to climb up, anyone who is of no use to him will be kicked by him Kick off."

Tao Huosheng burst into tears and sobbed softly, he has been by Tantai Sheluo's side for so many years, he has already seen through Tantai Sheluo's character!

But what if you can see through it?
Ugh……

After venting all kinds of complicated emotions, Tao Huosheng slowly stood up and cleaned the weeds around the tomb.

Suddenly!

He found a strange thing, the angle of the tombstone seemed to be a little skewed.

Tao Huosheng is too familiar with this place, any change will be noticed by him.

"Did someone move the tombstone?"

Tao Huosheng looked around and found nothing unusual, then he knelt down to examine the tombstone carefully, his eyes flashed suddenly, he reached out to touch the back of the tombstone, and after a while, he took out a small black iron box.

"This is……"

Tao Huosheng looked suspicious, unable to describe.

Who put this small black iron box here, put Dong XZ under his parents' tombstone, what's the intention?
click~
open the lid!

I saw that there was a folded letter inside the iron box, and a line of words was written on the upper side:

Make sure no one is around before opening this letter.

Tao Huosheng was stunned for a moment, because he recognized the handwriting, it was his own handwriting, and there was a slight twist in every stroke, which could not be easily imitated by others.

"A letter I left for myself?"

Tao Huosheng was stunned, and racked his brains to think back, confirming that he did not remember this at all.

There was no one around at this time.

Tao Huosheng read and read the mysterious letter again and again, thinking about it for a while, his brows gradually knit into a knot.

It is not difficult for him to guess that the person who hid this letter under his parents' tombstone was himself.

And the reason why he doesn't have any memory only means that he has deleted this memory.

"What have I done?"

Tao Huosheng took a deep breath. After a long time, he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, carefully took out the paper from the envelope, and spread it under his nose.

Seeing this, his breathing was stagnant, and his scalp went numb instantly!
"I, I joined forces with Wei An?!"

Tao Huo was terrified, with a ghostly expression on his face.

Do not!
This is impossible, absolutely impossible!
He is loyal to his master and devoted to the Taikoo Sect, how could he do such a rebellious thing?
"I must be crazy?" Tao Huosheng was anxious, his body couldn't stop shaking, and he was at a loss for a while.

However, Tantai Sheluo's indifferent and majestic face suddenly appeared in his mind, and the frightened expression on his face gradually calmed down.

"No, I'm not crazy!"

Tao Huosheng let out a wry laugh, looked up to the sky and sighed, "I dare say I was forced to turn against Tantai Sheluo a long time ago."

……

……

Yanhuang Daozong, the seventh peak!

Night falls!
Walking out of the master's room, Wei An and Bian Xiaoyue parted ways and returned to their own caves.

At this time, he had an extra token in his hand:
Pavilion of Thousand Machines!
Yanhuang Daozong is a superpower, not only manages dozens of countries, but also has as many disciples as crucian carp crossing the river. Because of this, the intelligence and information they involve is naturally as numerous as a cow's hair.

For this reason, Yanhuang Daozong specially set up a special organization to collect and sort out information, which is Qianji Pavilion.

No matter what intelligence or confidential information you want to check, as long as you have obtained the permission, you can go to Qianji Pavilion to check relevant information.

The geographical environment of each place in the ancient world, the background information of the characters of each local force, and even the secrets related to the top ten sects, etc., are all stored in the Qianji Pavilion.

Wei An carefully studied the structure of Yanhuang Daozong at all levels, and he soon discovered that only Qianji Pavilion gave him the opportunity to get in touch with all disciples.

In the past, Wei An wanted to get in touch with as many people as possible, so he just stayed in the library and waited.

But in Yanhuang Daozong, the preaching method of true disciples is too high-end, and it is enough for the master to "tip".

In other words, the part of the disciples with the highest talents basically seldom go to the library to borrow materials. The place where they are most likely to go is the Qianji Pavilion of the intelligence agency.

Because of this, Wei An asked Master for help and arranged him to work in Qianji Pavilion.

Ji Xinglan really loved Wei An very much, and quickly settled the matter.

"After I enter the Qianji Pavilion and get in touch with more people, it will be fun to be able to simulate all the time."

Wei An showed infinite expectation.

"Speaking of..."

Suddenly, he sighed softly, "I don't know why, but I still can't imitate Master's life!"

He was sitting in front of Ji Xinglan in Ji Xinglan's room just now. Of course he wanted to simulate Ji Xinglan's life.

however!
He couldn't see through Ji Xinglan's details. Her body seemed to be shrouded in a fog, and she couldn't see clearly.

"If the difference in strength between me and someone is too big, will it cause me to be unable to imitate?" Wei An wondered in his heart.

In any case, he has opened the way, and the future path of practice is actually very clear.

Summarized as follows:

First, to improve your personal realm, you need to return to Suolongjing for simulation, earn free attribute points, and add points to become stronger!
Second, the rapid improvement of strength requires imitating the proud sons of the ancient world to obtain rewards for their cultivation!
The third is to improve the realm of the physical body. Through the second point, you can get a certain improvement, but you can also consider looking for Taoist skills or methods that specialize in body forging!

Thinking of this, Wei An relaxed, lay down, and had a good rest.

The night passed quickly.

In the early morning of the next day, Wei An got up early, washed, ate and drank, walked out of the cave, and headed for the third peak.

Qianji Pavilion is on the third peak.

There are too many peaks in Yanhuang Daozong. Between two adjacent peaks, one or more suspended cable bridges were built, and the disciples used the cable bridges to move back and forth between the peaks.

Therefore, the best way for Wei An to go from the seventh peak to the third peak is to go to the eighth peak first, turn to the sixth peak, and then go to the fifth peak, so that he can go directly to the third peak. an hour.

When he reached the third peak, Wei An searched according to the map, and quickly found the "Qianji Pavilion".

However, when he went to the place, he found that the so-called important place of the sect was actually just a three-story attic. From the outside, the attic was very mottled, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Under the penetrating world, Wei An could clearly see that the entire attic was empty without anything, but there was a white-haired old man at the gate, sweeping fallen leaves with a broom.

Right now, it's too early.

Under the light of the rising sun, Qianji Pavilion looked more and more dilapidated, deserted and without grandeur.

Wei An paused for a moment, then walked forward slowly.

"Which floor do you go to?"

Hearing the footsteps, the white-haired old man asked while sweeping the floor without raising his head.

Wei An continued: "Disciple Mo Baijuan, report to Qianji Pavilion today."

As he spoke, he showed his token.

"Hey, are you the new steward?"

The white-haired old man stopped sweeping the floor, looked up for a while, and suddenly realized: "You were recommended by Elder Ji, yes, you are young and have a bright future!"

Wei An fixed his gaze, and immediately realized that he couldn't see through the old man, and said: "Thank you for your support, senior, I will definitely work hard for you, junior."

"Okay, you go directly to the second floor, and then activate the divine sense." The white-haired old man smiled.

When Wei An heard this, he was surprised and said, "Qianji Pavilion, is it in the real world?"

"Of course!"

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "The Qianji Pavilion is a secret place of the sect, and it must be built in the safest place."

Wei An understood, cupped his hands, turned around and entered Qianji Pavilion, and climbed to the second floor.

The floor was dusty, there were lots of footprints, cobwebs all over the beams, and a bird's nest outside the window.

In this situation, it is really impossible to be the real Qianji Pavilion.

Wei An smiled slightly, and immediately opened his senses.

The next moment, his feet stepped on the hard rock.

Wei An looked around and saw that he was in a confined space, which seemed to be a huge underground space, with rock walls above and around his head, so thick and deep that he couldn't see through it.

This open space was transformed into a magnificent palace with very uniform and bright light.

The light source comes from the top of the head, a light ball like a small sun, like a burning fireball, I don't know what it is.

Wei An has never seen this kind of thing before, but thinking about it carefully, Yanhuang Daozong is a sect that plays with fire, so it's no big deal to use this kind of fireball that can't be extinguished as a light source.

There are thousands of bookshelves in the hall, and there are countless books and scrolls. Several people are walking in the rows of bookshelves.

"This colleague, what information are you here to check?"

Suddenly, a young woman came over, with an ordinary appearance and a plump figure, bowed to Wei An, and asked softly.

Wei An quickly took out the token and said with a smile, "I'm the new manager."

"Ah, so you are Mo Zhenchuan of the Seventh Peak, and I have admired you for a long time."

The young woman came to her senses, smiled, she was very enthusiastic, and patted her straight chest, "My name is Chu Qingying, an inner disciple, from Peak No.13, and I'm also the manager here."

Wei An took a deep look at Chu Qingying.

[Tao Gong: Yanhuang Jue]

【Avatar: Fire Spirit】

[Number of doom: 1]

Obviously, Chu Qingying's cultivation base is a bit weak, and the real body she molded is also very ordinary. The "fire elf" belongs to the bad street type, and it is too ordinary for a person who practices fire attribute Taoism.

But she is qualified to enter the second floor of Qianji Pavilion, and her identity and background are definitely not simple.

Wei An lowered his head slightly, maintaining neither humble nor overbearing manners, and said with a smile: "I have met Junior Sister Chu, please give me some advice."

"You're welcome, your status here is higher than mine, and I will obey your orders in the future." Chu Qingying was a little flattered, and hurriedly returned the gift.

Next, she took Wei An to see the "chief steward".

Wei An entered a place that looked like a study.

Ink paintings and cursive scripts can be seen everywhere in the room, thrown randomly all over the floor. Amidst the chaos, there is a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, leaning on a chair, holding a brush in his hand, lowering his head and whistling loudly. sleep.

Chu Qingying stepped forward and suddenly yelled: "Chief Manager!"

"Oh!"

The man with disheveled hair woke up suddenly, trembling with fright, after he looked around and came to his senses, he immediately complained: "You damn girl, I'm going to be scared to death by you sooner or later."

Chu Qingying covered her mouth and laughed so loudly that her branches trembled, and then introduced: "This is the new senior brother Mo Baijuan who is in charge."

Wei An hastily saluted.

The man with disheveled hair got up and said with his hands behind his back: "Well, as expected of the beloved apprentice cultivated by Elder Ji, he has a good-looking talent and is outstanding."

"The chief executive is too famous. I'm just an ordinary true disciple." Wei An smiled humbly.

The man with disheveled hair nodded and said solemnly: "Although you are the true disciple of our sect and Elder Ji is your guarantee, Qianji Pavilion is not an ordinary place. It involves important secrets, so the rules are very strict."

Wei An took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "This junior must strictly abide by his duty, strictly abide by the rules of Qianji Pavilion, and go all out to carry out the orders of the chief executive."

"Well, the attitude is correct."

The disheveled man smiled with satisfaction, "Qingying, take Mo Zhenchuan for a walk, tell him the rules, and teach him the procedures here."

"Okay."

Chu Qingying smiled happily, and pulled Wei An out of the study.

Wei An couldn't help asking: "Who is the chief executive, I've never seen him before."

Chu Qingying continued: "His name is Chu Hefeng, my uncle, he always stays in the study to study calligraphy and painting, and never goes out for activities."

Wei An quickly understood that the chief executive of Ganqing is a dead house, and Chu Qingying is related to him by blood.

"Come with me, I'll show you a few other people." Chu Qingying beckoned and introduced the other stewards in the hall to Wei An one by one with cheerful steps.

Wei An soon discovered that there were a total of ten employees on the second floor of Qianji Pavilion, including the Chief Manager.

Plus him, exactly eleven people.

As expected, there were only ten people in the establishment, and he was an extra quota...

(End of this chapter)