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

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Thank you for your concern, I made it through.

It’s better not to be yang, it’s terrible, it’s too uncomfortable, do you know how I got here for the past five days?

127 Birth of the Worst Generation

September passed quickly, and it was October in a blink of an eye.

On the fifth day of the lunar new year, a sudden heavy rain swept across Liangzhou Wangcheng, the rain was torrential and sputtering.

"heavy rain……"

In Yihong Courtyard, the rain covered the sky, and Song Botao, who was naked, opened the window to let in the air.

On the big bed in the house, lay three young women, all of them fair-skinned and beautiful, with hot bodies, and all of them were not naked, just lying there, it was fascinating and made people swallow.

Song Botao let out a breath, feeling refreshed physically and mentally. He hummed a ditty, picked up the jug, and poured himself a glass of wine.

It was wine from the Western Regions. In the glass, it shone with a clear and translucent amber color.

This kind of wine is very expensive, and most people can't afford it. Just half a glass of wine can be sold for a high price of a thousand low-grade rough stones.

"Gurgling!"

Song Botao raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, without carefully tasting the taste, the wine had already passed down his throat.

At this time, there was a creak.

The door is open!

A figure walked in immediately.

The man had disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, and held a wine jar in his arms, reeking of alcohol.

Seeing the other party, Song Botao smiled and said, "Brother Quan, did you have a good time last night?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Quan Ruoming laughed, and walked forward, with a somewhat wretched smile on his face, tsk-tsk said: "The little lady of Yihong Courtyard, she is indeed very juicy, moistening herself!"

Song Botao and Quan Ruoming, both of them happened to be promoted to the third rank with the help of the ten pillars in Sunset Valley.

The two became attached to each other and cherished each other.

They went shopping together last night and stayed overnight in Yihong Courtyard.

Song Botao smiled knowingly, took a sip of wine, and sighed: "You and I have practiced hard for so many years, we have been abstinent, and our lives are like eunuchs. Now we have finally advanced to the third rank, so why not enjoy it?"

"indeed!"

Quan Ruoming nodded again and again, deeply convinced, "When you practice the "Purple Sun Jue", the Yang Yuan cannot be released, but when I practice the "Yu Lei Zhen Jue", I also have to keep the Yang Yuan. We have suffered so much for decades. , there are women who dare not touch, and can only watch, I am so hungry!"

When Song Botao heard this, he couldn't help thinking of a beautiful figure in his mind.

When he was young, he had been fascinated by a woman, had the opportunity to pursue her, and even married her.

It's a pity that he finally chose "Ziyang Jue" and became a living eunuch.

"You and I made the right choice!"

Song Botao expressed his feelings and said loudly, "We don't have Pangu's blood, so we are doomed to have no future in practicing the "Pantian Jing"."

Quan Ruoming continued: "That's right! Those third grades who practice the "Pantian Jing" are by no means our opponents."

Song Botao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh, who have you already competed with?"

Quan Ruoming nodded and said with a smile: "Last month, I met Kou Xinping by chance. That guy practiced the "Pan Tian Jing". With his grandfather's relationship, he entered the Paradise of the Cave Heaven 36 years ago and was promoted to the third rank. Cultivation is completely stagnant.

Kou Xinping, this bastard, I have long thought that he was not pleasing to the eye, and deliberately provoked him, but he really couldn't help it, and fought with me, heh heh, in the end he was beaten to the core by my secret art of controlling thunder tender. "

Song Botao cheered up and said, "As expected."

After hearing this, Quan Ruoming said in surprise, "Why, who have you had a fight with recently?"

Song Botao nodded and said: "After being promoted to the third rank, I always want to find someone to compare and learn from, to confirm my own strength and status.

I chose Kuang Zhongfu, that guy is very bad, he has bullied me many times before, and I have long wanted revenge. "

Quan Ruoming stared and said, "Did you win?"

Song Botao's eyebrows were beaming immediately, and he said proudly: "Not only did I win, I won easily. I beat Kuangzhong so hard that I found my teeth all over the place with the Ziyang Divine Palm."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves!

Afterwards, they sat down, admiring the beauties on the bed, the heavy rain outside the window, drinking and eating meat.

"Brother Song, I've heard some rumors recently, and it's hard to tell the truth from the fake."

Quan Ruoming suddenly lowered his voice, and said cautiously: "I'll say what you want, and you can listen to what you want, don't take it seriously."

Song Botao raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, tell me."

Quan Ruoming put down the wine jar, and said slowly: "I have a friend who works in the palace. He told me that people from the Heishamen came to the palace one after another and settled down. They seem to be doing blood research."

"Oh, there is such a thing?"

Song Botao took a deep breath and said in surprise: "Bloodline research is a forbidden technique, and they are actually under King Liang's nose..."

Speaking of this, Song Botao suddenly thought of something, and immediately fell silent.

Quan Ruoming laughed and said: "It seems that you have guessed it, yes, without King Liang's permission, how dare Heishamen conduct blood research in the royal city? This is clearly King Liang's order!"

Song Botao was shocked and said, "What is Liang Wang doing? Risking the world's displeasure?"

"King Liang's thoughts, no one can guess."

Quan Ruoming shook his head, sighed and said, "But I know that fire cannot be contained with paper, and this matter will spread quickly."

Before I knew it, the rain stopped.

Song Botao and Quan Ruoming packed up, left Yihong Courtyard, and returned to Pantianzong.

"Master, you have a letter."

The maid welcomed Song Botao into the room, smelled the smell of wine and powder on his body, and immediately guessed why Song Botao didn't come home at night.

"letter?"

Song Botao froze for a moment, "Who sent it?"

The maid shook her head and said, "I don't know. I didn't see the sender. The sender threw the letter on the ground and left."

Song Botao frowned, took the letter and opened it, just glanced at it, his expression froze immediately.

"Fire Cloud Cthulhu!!"

Appeared, the hot man finally appeared again!

It has been three months since Song Botao was promoted to the third rank, but there is always a lingering shadow in his heart.

"My master……"

Song Botao gritted his teeth, his expression fluctuated, and a deep sense of humiliation erupted in his heart, which he couldn't suppress.

When he was in Sunset Valley, Song Botao was humble, weak, and helpless. In order to survive, he had to succumb to the evil god of Huoyun and bowed his head as a slave.

However, when he returned to Pan Tianzong, his mentality changed quickly.

How can I be someone else's slave when I am a third-rank man? !

This is so humiliating!

Song Botao became angry from embarrassment, and he was very dissatisfied.

However, no matter how much he investigated, he still couldn't find any traces of Huoyun Cthulhu, as if this person never existed.

As a result, Song Botao once thought that the Huoyun evil god was just a nightmare he had, not a real person.

Until this moment, the fear of being dominated by Huoyun evil god resurfaced in his heart.

"Gollum!"

Song Botao swallowed, blinked, and carefully read the contents of the letter.

"Retreat for a month?!"

Huoyun Cthulhu didn't give any explanation, but ordered Song Botao to retreat immediately and not ask about worldly affairs.

"What do you want me to do in retreat?" Song Botao frowned, puzzled.

But he was afraid of Huoyun evil god, so he dared not refuse.

"Hmph, close up and close up..."

Song Botao weighed and weighed again and again, feeling that he had no strength to fight against Huoyun evil god, so he could only compromise.

Taking a step back...

Huoyun Cthulhu just asked him to retreat, but did not let him be cannon fodder, and his resistance was not that strong.

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October eighteenth!

Not long after noon, boom!

On Pantian Mountain, a huge explosion shook the four directions, and a powerful shock wave spread out.

The earth is shaking!

The smoke is rolling!

For a moment, all the disciples of Pan Tianzong turned their heads to look at Chaoyang Peak.

"What a big move!"

"There are masters fighting on Chaoyang Peak!"

The roar continued, and within a short while, the huge Chaoyang Peak was filled with smoke and dust, covering the sky and the sun.

Rocks were flying, and buildings collapsed in pieces.

In the smoke and dust, two figures fought fiercely. The two seemed to have a deep hatred, and they were merciless in their attacks, both wanting to kill each other.

"Cao Xiduan!"

"I'm the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!"

A white-haired old man with blood-red eyes looked like he was insane, and his face was filled with a strong killing intent.

He was surrounded by monstrous flames.

The blazing flames condensed into a huge flame wheel, which spun rapidly before rushing away.

"Fire Lotus Profound Art? Fire Lotus Wheel!"

The white-haired old man roared and released the flame wheel, and the temperature around him soared.

The huge flame roulette was unstoppable. Wherever it passed, the ground was instantly scorched black, and the five-storey pavilion seemed to be made of tofu, split in half in an instant, and then burned.

A raging sea of ​​flames!

"Cui Zhixun, are you crazy?"

Cao Xiduan's eyes were shattered, and holding a long-handled battle ax, he blatantly slashed a "Mountain Opening Style" to meet the flame roulette.

The two ferocious forces enveloping the third-rank warriors clashed fiercely, canceled each other out, and made a bang.

The sky is bright!

Cao Xiduan raised his head and saw Cui Zhixun not far away, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Never expected that Cui Zhixun would be promoted to the third rank. I really don't know how he did it.

Cao Xiduan just felt extremely unlucky.

He and Cui Zhixun have already torn faces, but he is a third-rank master, bullying fourth-rank Cui Zhixun is like playing.

Strength is the most important thing, I just bully you, so what can you do to me?