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

Wei An glanced at his various information.

"In the middle stage of the eighth rank, the strength is still good.

However, my offensive and defensive methods are too crude, and the martial skill Blood Jade Palm that comes with the Blood Jade Kungfu is only at the level of Xiaocheng. "

The advantages and disadvantages are equally obvious.

Wei An let out a foul breath, turned around and left the blacksmith shop, jumped over the small river, and entered the depths of the woods.

Not long after, he came to the pile of rocks and stood in front of a huge boulder.

"Test the power of the Blood Jade Palm."

Wei An looked at the boulder in front of him. It was more than two meters high, with an oval outline, lying flat on the ground.

He slowly raised his right hand, fingers stretched as straight as a knife.

At the next moment, on the back of the right hand!

Suddenly, a bright red blood line appeared, as if blood seeped out of the back of the hand.

This is the unique special effect of using the Blood Jade Palm!

Wei An's expression was calm, his eyes flickered, and his right palm suddenly slapped forward, imprinting on the boulder.

At this moment, the blood line on the back of the hand suddenly lit up and then went out quickly.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of vigorous force erupted.

Kacha!

Immediately, dense cracks appeared in the oval-shaped boulder, intertwined and chaotic, and fell apart!

Blood Jade Palm, also known as Broken Jade Palm!

Rather Stick to your guns!

Boiling the blood of the whole body, mobilizing all the strength, bursting out in one go, causing terrible damage to the enemy.

boom!

In the next scene, the boulder was completely shattered, turning into an unknown number of fragments, which flew out in the same direction.

The gravel is like rain, and the thunderbolt is crashing!

For a moment, Wei An's field of vision seemed to be rained by stones, and countless gravels flew to the distance, scattered all over the place, and even rolled down as far as a hundred meters away.

"Tsk tsk, the blood jade palm of Xiaocheng realm has such terrifying power."

Wei An was overjoyed.

Of course, this is exactly the power possessed by eighth-rank warriors!

"Blood jade palm is polished and polished, and it is raised to the perfect state, and its power will definitely be even more terrifying."

Wei An's heart was surging, and suddenly he thought of a good idea.

He returned to the blacksmith shop and began to silently write the Blood Jade Art, not the entire first chapter, but only the opening part.

Thirteen days later, he completed the dictation.

"Writing for the second time is indeed much faster." Wei An felt that after he was promoted to the eighth rank, his energy was extremely vigorous, and he could do everything with ease, and his writing speed was more than two or three times faster.

Afterwards, he put on a human skin mask and a thin blue shirt, his whole demeanor changed instantly, and he changed into a 25-year-old with a stern face.

He walked out of the smithy and locked the door.

During this time, Zhang Sanqiao's family went to his father-in-law's house, and Wei An became the head of the family.

He first quietly left Dafeng Town, circled around, and then swaggered into Dafeng Town from another direction.

After a while, Wei An appeared in front of Wan Yunhe's house. The door was open, and he walked in without any hesitation.

"Oh, who are you?"

In the courtyard, a group of boys and girls were practicing martial arts. Song Qingsong was the one who guided them. He saw the stranger who broke into the door at a glance, and asked immediately.

Wei An was expressionless, and said calmly: "In the next season of the sea, I traveled here. I heard that there is a master Wan Yunhe here who is very skilled in martial arts, so I came to pay a visit."

As soon as this word comes out!

"Kicking the pavilion?!"

Song Qingsong's face changed drastically, and he said angrily: "Don't you know that my master has already retired and no longer cares about the affairs of Jianghu?"

Wei An was unmoved, he knew Wan Yunhe was very cowardly, and said with a smile, "I'm just talking to him, it's no big deal."

Song Qingsong took a step forward, the muscles in his arms aroused quickly, and he shouted: "Presumptuous! I'll meet you."

Seeing this situation, the surrounding teenagers and girls retreated one after another.

Among the crowd was Han Yunzhi, she had no idea that the stern young man in front of her was Wei An.

"Eat me with an iron fist!"

Song Qingsong rushed towards Wei An aggressively, but the latter stood still, neither dodging nor dodging.

Peng!

The two fists collided head-on!

The next moment, a circle of air waves spread out, and the dust was flying!

Song Qingsong stepped back and stared back, the impact force was just right so that he didn't fall to the ground.

"You are, Eighth Grade!!"

Song Qingsong raised his head and looked at Wei An in astonishment, a lot of beads of sweat quickly oozing from his forehead.

He looked down at his fist, and his right fist quickly became red and swollen, trembling non-stop.

There is a big difference in strength between ninth-rank and eighth-rank.

If an eighth-rank martial artist swings his fist with all his strength, he can blow the fist of a ninth-rank martial artist.

In other words, Ji Canghai showed mercy just now, otherwise, he, Song Qingsong, would be useless now.

"stop!"

Just when Song Qingsong was shocked, a figure rushed out of the house, it wasn't Wan Yunhe.

"Master, he..."

Just as Song Qingsong was about to speak, Wan Yunhe waved his hands at him, then faced Wei An, cupped his hands and smiled, "Wan has met Brother Ji, I hope you will forgive me for being rude."

Wei An's expression was still cold, he cupped his hands, and said calmly: "Ji has no malicious intentions, he just wants to learn martial arts, don't get me wrong."

Wan Yunhe stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation, and said repeatedly: "Please sit inside."

He said to Song Qingsong again, "Qingsong, serve good tea!"

The two entered the main room and sat opposite each other.

Wan Yunhe smiled and asked: "Dare to ask where Brother Ji is from, and what sect and school did he learn from?"

Wei An replied: "I come from a border town in the west. I have no family or sect, and I practice alone."

Hearing this, Wan Yunhe's face changed, and he said in surprise: "Brother Ji is young, but he has eighth-rank cultivation. This kind of talent is amazing and brilliant, and Wan Mou can't match it. Admire! Admire!"

Wei An pretended to be surprised and said: "Oh, am I very talented? To be honest, I actually just obtained a kung fu by accident, and then practiced it on my own."

So it turned out to be a stunned young man!

Wan Yunhe suddenly realized, and most of the tension and vigilance in his heart dissipated immediately.

He used to walk around the rivers and lakes and offended some people intentionally or unintentionally. When he was old, he often worried that his enemies would come to seek revenge.

"Brother Ji really has a great opportunity and great talent."

Wan Yunhe couldn't help sighing: "Wan entered Xuankong Temple at the age of 12, and followed Master Haiguang to practice as a lay disciple. After 15 years of hard work, he was promoted to the eighth rank. After that, he set foot in the rivers and lakes and worked hard. Unfortunately, he wasted his life and could not be promoted. Seventh rank. Compared with Wan Mou, Ji brothers are definitely among the dragons and phoenixes, Yang and Qizhe."

Xuankong Temple, Buddhism?

Wei An raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "Master Wan is too famous, my martial arts talent may not be much higher than yours, it's just because the exercises I practice are more strange."

Speaking of this, he straightened his expression and asked in a low voice: "I wonder if Master Wan has heard of the blood jade kung fu?"

"Blood jade skill?"

Wan Yunhe frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "There are so many martial arts in the world, there are too many to count, Wan Mou is mean and shallow, and I have never heard of Chize's Salamander."

Huh, never heard of it?

Wei An couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Because of the description in Zheng Lisheng's biography, he once thought that the Blood Jade Kung Fu was so famous that it might be a peerless magic skill.

Thinking of this, Wei An unhurriedly took out the Blood Jade Kung Fu from his bosom, handed it directly to Wan Yunhe, and said sincerely: "Here is the Blood Jade Kung Fu, please trouble Master Wan to help you grasp the eye."

"Give me?!"

Wan Yunhe was shocked, very shocked!

May I ask what is the biggest secret of a warrior, of course it is the martial arts he has learned!

How can anyone directly show his martial arts secrets to others? Isn't this tantamount to self-destruction?

He looked at Wei An with a speechless expression on his face.

Could it be that this young man is really a fledgling and doesn't understand the sinister truth of the world?

Or, is the opponent not playing cards according to common sense, an expert in the fifth layer of the atmosphere?

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Wan Yunhe almost coughed up the tea that he had just poured out, and was dazed for a while before he took the exercise book and flipped through it dubiously.

Just looking at it, his eyes straightened immediately, and he was deeply attracted by the content on the first page.

After a while, Wan Yunhe closed the first page, looked up at Wei An, and exclaimed: "Although Wan has little knowledge, I can tell you with certainty that this is a high-quality exercise that can be cultivated both internally and externally."

Wei An snorted, and said, "Compared to your Hunyuan Iron Body Skill?"

Wan Yunhe smiled and said, "Hunyuan Iron Body Kung Fu is an external kung fu, and the Blood Jade Kung Fu is both internal and external, so they cannot be compared together."

Wei An didn't understand, and said seriously: "Please explain clearly."

Seeing this, Wan Yunhe became more and more convinced that Ji Canghai was a rookie in the rivers and lakes, so he changed to a comfortable sitting position and said, "Martial arts can be divided into internal and external ones, and external ones are hard ones. Exercise can strengthen the muscles and bones and strengthen the blood; Internal strength works from the inside of the body by stimulating the blood, acupuncture points, etc., in order to achieve the purpose of strengthening the body.”

"According to this, the world's martial arts can be roughly divided into four categories, Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism and evil!

The Buddhist Kung Fu method is to first practice the external power and then the internal power, that is, first practice the external power of body training, and then practice the internal power;

Taoism emphasizes self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and majors in internal strength;

Confucianism pursues the doctrine of the mean, both internally and externally;

Evil work is to take the slant of the sword, regardless of the cost and consequences. "

Wei An listened quietly, and said with difficulty: "It seems that the difference is to practice external skills first or internal skills first?"

Wan Yunhe continued: "The order is different, and the result is completely different.

Practice external skills first, and progress quickly. You can practice all the way from the ninth rank to the sixth rank copper-skinned iron bone, and have a strong combat power!

On the contrary, if you cultivate your internal energy first, the progress will be slow and your strength will be low. Of course, once you succeed in cultivation and develop your internal energy, you will soar into the sky and directly advance to the fifth rank.

True disciples in the Taoist sect are strictly forbidden to go down the mountain before they have cultivated their inner qi. Once they go down the mountain, they must be masters of inner strength above the fifth grade of Tongxuan Tongxuan in the early days, and their strength is terrifying. "

Wei An understood it, and pondered: "Cultivating both internally and externally means taking advantage of both ends. It is necessary to maintain the speed of cultivation and have a certain combat power."

Wan Yunhe patted the exercise book in his hand, and said with a smile: "There are very few exercises that can take into account the two and perform well. Your blood jade exercise is really rare."

18 Everyone Takes Advantage

"rare?"

Wan Yunhe obviously thinks that the Blood Jade Kung Fu is a superior skill with great value, but Wei An doesn't have much trouble in his heart.

At this time, he was actually thinking that if he had a Taoist true transmission method in his hand and gave it to others to practice, he might become a fifth-rank master by imitating himself once.

"I don't know where I can get the true Daoist technique."

Wei An sighed in his heart, then he quickly suppressed his distracting thoughts and started to get down to business.

"If Master Wan likes this blood jade skill, I will give it to you." Wei An said boldly.