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

Chapter 402 The ultimate spiritual root, extraordinary in the world!
The middle-aged man in the green robe looked stern, squinted at Wei An, but didn't see any fluctuations in his spiritual power, and couldn't help being surprised.

So, he looked at the fat man in white again, and interrupted: "Why are you panicking, what's going on?"

The fat man in white yelled: "Master, be careful, this guy is a hidden master!!"

As soon as this word comes out!
The expression of another young monk next to him changed, and he scolded: "Duan Heng, are you in a daze? What do you mean by hiding something? Do you think this person is better than Master?"

"Yes, yes!"

The third young monk agreed, and shouted proudly: "Master is a majestic foundation-builder, who dares to disobey when he sits in one side?"

Wei An was startled, speechless.

Foundation-builder? ? ?

Can Foundation Establishment be considered a boss? ?
It seems that this Yunyinmen is just a small local power, there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings.

"Oh, don't underestimate him." Seeing this, the fat man in white was very anxious, pointing at Wei An and saying, "He, he..."

"Shut up!"

The second young monk became impatient, stared at Wei An, and stepped out, "It's a mule or a horse, pull it out for a walk. Master, please let the disciple take action and try this person's details?"

The middle-aged man in the green robe was silent for a while, did not speak, only nodded.

"Hey, where is the savage, kneel down for me!"

The young monk pointed his toes and flew into the air, his body burst into red light. After a quick gesture with his hands, a fireball the size of a washbasin appeared in front of him.

"Fireball Art Explosion!"

Accompanied by a scream, the fireball roared out, heading straight for Wei An.

The sky was full of flames, and the surrounding temperature soared violently.

Wei An didn't change his face, he just raised his hand and slapped it like a fly that appeared in front of him.

Snapped!
A terrifying palm force swept out, and the fireball suddenly rolled back.

"Ah this!!"

The young monk's expression changed in horror, and he watched helplessly as the fireball he released flew back.

With a bang, the fireball exploded!

The crimson flames spread out, spreading across half the sky.

A scorched figure fell down and fell heavily to the ground. It was the young monk.

But at this moment, he was emitting black smoke, his clothes were burned to tatters, and there were burns all over his body. Most of his face had turned into charred black, bloody and bloody.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The young monk got up staggeringly, his face was tense, and there was a great shock in his eyes.

To be honest, he had never seen someone who could blow a fireball away with a single slap, and everyone was frightened dumbfounded.

The scene also became silent.

The fat man in white looked at the young monk speechlessly, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, as if gloating.

The eyes of the middle-aged man in the green robe widened, and his heart could not be more shocked.

Wei An's slap just now seemed to be an understatement. It obviously didn't release a single bit of spiritual power, but in fact the power was indescribably huge.

Even he, the big guy who established the foundation, felt terrified and difficult to deal with.

Surprised, he calmed down quickly, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly burst out, and a powerful coercion came out.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword beside the middle-aged man in green robe glowed with azure light, and the sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring could be heard faintly.

"disease!"

The long sword of blue light rushed out, wrapped in unstoppable sharpness, and shot at Wei An extremely quickly, like a shooting star.

Wei An glanced at the blue light long sword, turned sideways, raised his hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and threw it back.

Whoosh!
The Qingguang long sword turned 180 degrees, suddenly turned back and flew straight towards the middle-aged man in green robe.

"Hey!"

The middle-aged man in the green robe turned pale with fright, and hurriedly made a tactic, trying to manipulate the Qingguang long sword, however, the power of the blessing on the Qingguang long sword was too great, no matter how he manipulated it, he couldn't shake it at all.

The next moment, the middle-aged man in green robe gave up and rolled on the spot, dodging the long sword of blue light in embarrassment.

Bang!
The long sword of blue light hit the steps behind the door and sank deeply into it, causing rocks to fly and smoke and dust to fill the air.

The middle-aged man in green robe got up, his face was as ugly as he wanted.

The four young monks and the fat man in white felt their hair stand on end and their scalps tingled.

Their master of foundation establishment, Master, also lost! !

The middle-aged man in green robe coughed dryly, cupped his hands and said: "Dare to ask senior's name, where did he come from? We juniors don't know Mount Tai, so please forgive me."

With his hands behind his back, Wei An said calmly, "I'm just a passerby, and I want to stay overnight in your school."

The middle-aged man in the green robe didn't dare to hesitate, and said: "It's easy to say, please come in."

He held out his hand in a gesture of invitation.

After a while, Wei An walked into the interior of Yunyin Gate and looked around. Sure enough, there was a bleak scene inside the gate.

It is not difficult to see that this sect was once brilliant, but then declined.

Wei An asked: "What is the history of your Yunyin Sect?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in green robe blinked his eyes, slightly puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask further questions, and lowered his head and replied: "My Yunyin sect has been established for more than five hundred years, and it was founded by the ancestor Yunyin.

He used to be a casual cultivator. With his perseverance and a bit of luck, he practiced all the way to the alchemy stage. In his later years, he retired to this mountain. Later, he accepted many disciples to preach, and the sect grew stronger day by day.

About 200 years ago, my Yunyin Sect reached its peak, and there were two alchemy in the sect, but it's a pity..."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man in the green robe darkened his expression and sighed.

"One of the seniors, who was trying to condense the Nascent Soul, unfortunately fell under the catastrophe. After that, the other senior, who was on the way out, was attacked by gangsters, was seriously injured, and died.

Since then, our Yunyin Sect has declined rapidly, and our power has plummeted, not as good as before..."

Wei An was silent, and asked, "What's your name, and what is your status in Yunyinmen?"

The middle-aged man in the green robe hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "My humble Han Haitang is one of the three elders of Yunyin Sect."

Wei An understood, and stopped asking any further questions, and walked into the living room to sit down and drink tea.

"Wild tea from the mountains, brewed with hot water, can emit a tangy fragrance, and there is a spiritual flow in the tea..."

Han Haitang was on the sidelines, licking his face and smiling apologetically.

After a while, an old man in purple robes walked quickly, followed by two young monks in green robes.

The three of them had obviously heard what happened, and each of them stared at Wei An with solemn expressions, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Han Haitang hastily introduced: "This is the head of my Yunyin Sect, Wu Qifeng! These two elders are Wu Qibo and Liu Changshu."

Sect master + three elders!
All the high-level members of Yunyinmen have arrived.

Wei An sat calmly, glanced at Wu Qifeng, the master of the sect, and nodded in respect.

Wu Qifeng's expression was well-managed, with a bit of air, he stepped forward and cupped his hands with a smile: "Senior, you are here, I am sorry to welcome you, please bear with me."

Wei An waved his hand and said, "Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm, I just have a few questions I want to ask."

Wu Qifeng continued: "But it's okay to ask, Wu will definitely know everything."

Wei An stretched out his hand and ordered: "Check it out, I want to know if I have spiritual roots or not."

Wu Qifeng was taken aback for a moment, then stretched out his hand to feel his pulse. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Well, senior doesn't have spiritual roots."

As soon as these words came out, the three elders of Han Haitang looked at each other in blank dismay.

Especially Han Haitang, his heart was full of turmoil!
What's going on, I was defeated by a person without spiritual roots? !
Wei An quickly understood, and asked, "Can people without spiritual roots practice?"

"cannot!"

Wu Qifeng said decisively: "Practice is based on spiritual energy. If you want to absorb and refine spiritual energy, you must have spiritual roots. People without spiritual roots are like duckweeds on the sea. How can they grow into evergreens if they don't have deep roots like trees? "

Wei An murmured: "Spiritual root, can it be acquired the day after tomorrow?"

Wu Qifeng shook his head again: "Spiritual root is innate, if you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it, no matter how unwilling a person is, if you are born as a mortal, you will be a mortal for the rest of your life. This is fate!"

Wei An couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Wu Qifeng looked at Wei An, and murmured in his heart. He couldn't help but look at Han Haitang, wanting to confirm again, you were really defeated by this man?

Han Haitang spread his hands silently.

After a while, Wei An asked again: "In your opinion, what is a spiritual root?"

Wu Qifeng replied: "The spiritual root is the key to open the door of cultivating immortals, the spiritual root is the foundation of all Taoism, and the spiritual root is the essence of heaven and earth!"

Wei An half-understood what he heard, and he ordered: "Trouble you four, absorb the spiritual energy and show me."

The four of Wu Qifeng looked at each other, feeling quite helpless, they had to bow their heads under the eaves, so they had to sit cross-legged and breathe out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Wei An opened his golden eyes and observed carefully.

I saw a large number of free light spots in the air, each tiny particle, under the breath of Wu Qifeng and the other four, quickly gathered and penetrated into their skin pores through their mouths, noses and skin pores. inside the body.

Almost at the same time, within the four bodies of Wu Qifeng, light appeared.

Wei An focused his eyes, and clearly saw a huge network in Wu Qifeng's four bodies, which spread all over his body like tree roots.

The tree roots are innumerable, intertwined and scattered, but perfectly connected together to form a huge system.

This network system is rooted in flesh and blood. At first glance, it looks like a spider web.

Wu Qifeng's four people all have spiritual root network systems in their bodies. The only difference is that someone's spiritual root network system is more complex, denser, more powerful, and naturally stronger.

Through the Lingen network system, Wei An instantly judged that the sect master Wu Qifeng was the strongest, followed by Liu Changshu, followed by Wu Qibo and Han Haitang.

"Is this the spiritual root?"

The more Wei An watched, the more surprised he became.

In the ancient world, vitality fills every corner of the world, and everyone can practice. As long as your talent is good enough, you have the opportunity to become a fairy or a Buddha.

However, this world is different.

The spiritual root is the watershed between mortals and practitioners.

Moreover, whether a person has a spiritual root or not depends entirely on destiny!

At this time, Han Haitang suddenly said: "Senior, you obviously don't have spiritual roots, why do you have such terrifying power?"

Wei An didn't like others prying into his secrets, so he replied lightly: "You can guess like this, for example, I am born with supernatural power."

"..."

With one sentence, Han Haitang was stunned.

Han Haitang sneered and said, "Look at what Senior means, you want to obtain spiritual roots, don't you?"

Wei An raised his head and said in surprise, "Oh, maybe you have a way?"

Han Haitang continued: "The younger generation once read a strange book, which introduced several magical techniques that defy the heavens and change one's life, such as 'Seizing the house', 'Exchanging blood', 'Gathering the body', etc. , It is rumored that these methods have unpredictable effects."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Qifeng interrupted him coldly: "Elder Han, don't talk nonsense, that strange book is clearly fallacious and heresy, and it's harmful."

However, Wei An's heart was moved when he heard it, and the dead horse Quan was a living horse doctor, and he said calmly: "It's okay, show it to me first."

"Please wait."

Han Haitang left quickly, and turned back after a while, with an old and tattered ancient book in his hand.

Wei An took it and looked through it carefully.

After a while, the expression on his face became more and more exciting.

The Dafa of seizing the house is about masters in the Nascent Soul stage who have a chance to usurp another person's body in order to achieve the purpose of changing the body.

For example, when a Nascent Soul master is dying, he can give up his original body, the Nascent Soul goes out of his body, and looks for another talented young body. Without the memory of the previous life, practice is naturally more effective.

The technique of exchanging blood refers to using other people's blood to replace the blood of one's own body to achieve the purpose of prolonging life, but this kind of magic is only applicable to people of the same clan.

Adding merit and virtue to the body is even more mysterious, and it tells a legendary story.

There was once an old man who had no spiritual root and had been a mortal all his life. He didn't know how to practice, but he insisted on cultivating merit every day.

Unexpectedly, the old man gradually perfected his merits and virtues, and suddenly gave birth to a spiritual root out of thin air, and his cultivation made rapid progress, and he soon entered the Mahayana stage and ascended to the spiritual world.

Of course, this is a legend, and no one knows whether it is true or not.

"Is it a merit..."

Wei An glanced at the system panel, his mind flickering non-stop. He has more than [-] million points of merit, so it is very reasonable to create a spiritual root.

He raised his head and asked Wu Qifeng and the others: "Have you ever heard of the legend about the man from beyond the sky?"

"People from beyond the sky?" Wu Qifeng thought for a while, and replied, "That's not true, but we have heard many legends about the 'reincarnation of great powers'."

"Great reincarnation?!"

Wei An cheered up, the so-called powerful reincarnation is very likely to be a "merit clone", and said: "Tell me carefully."

Wu Qifeng recounted: "I once heard my mentor mention that there is a Tianjiao disciple in the 'Canglanmen', who completed Qi refining at the age of ten, established the foundation and formed alchemy at the age of 12, and formed the Nascent Soul at the age of 30. The progress of his cultivation is unimaginable.

My mentor told me that that person is not a mortal, he is the reincarnation of a certain powerful person, with a halo from birth, awesome and invincible. "

Wei An asked: "The person who can reincarnate, did he descend from the sky, or was he born directly in this world?"

Wu Qifeng replied: "Of course he was born in our world."

Wei An understood, he never had the chance to figure out how the Merit Avatar is played, and now it seems that it should be reincarnated without a doubt.

After all, it is easier to integrate into a world if you are reincarnated.

Almost as soon as the thought came to mind, a ray of light suddenly flashed across the system panel.

[Consume [-] merits to condense low-grade spiritual roots]

[Consume millions of merits to condense middle-grade spiritual roots]

[Consume tens of millions of merits to condense high-grade spiritual roots]

[Consume [-] million points of merit to condense the best spiritual root]

(End of this chapter)