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

Wei An didn't panic in the slightest, instead of avoiding it, he walked over to meet them face to face.

However, as soon as those monks smelled the pungent smell of swill, they rushed out of the way, and none of them questioned Wei An, or suspected that there was something wrong with Wei An's identity.

"Sister, I'm here."

Suddenly, a tall middle-aged monk with a greasy face walked straight to the door of Huanxi Bodhisattva's room with steps that no relatives recognized.

He yelled: "Just now I met Zhu Faquan, he said that he just sent you a little boy, hehehe, you can't eat alone, let the senior brother have a taste..."

While speaking, he had already walked to the door, and was about to push the door with his hand.

Seeing this situation, Wei An's eyes flickered, he immediately put down the bucket, and quickly turned back.

Squeak sound.

The door was not bolted, but the middle-aged monk pushed the door open and barged in.

"Sister..."

As soon as the middle-aged monk entered, he walked towards the bedroom with ease.

Then, he was stunned.

Huanxi Bodhisattva is not on the bed, the quilt is opened, and there is a large pool of ice crystal fragments in front of the bed, flesh-colored!

"What is this?" The middle-aged monk blinked, bent down and reached out to pick up the crushed ice.

"Hey, it's quite cold."

He couldn't help shivering, and quickly threw away the crushed ice, and when he looked at the back of his hand, there was a small patch of frostbite.

Immediately!

The middle-aged monk seemed to realize something, his face changed, and he held his breath.

He took a few steps back, looked around the entire bedroom, then turned around and was about to run out.

but!

A big hand suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and quickly enlarged in his child's hole.

The next moment, the middle-aged monk's throat was tightly strangled!

A terrifying chill instantly tore through his protective strength and broke into his body.

The Ice Emperor's Saber Intent is unparalleled, like a violent ice dragon, it broke the middle-aged monk's strength that had been cultivated for more than a hundred years, and destroyed all the organs and tissues in his body.

The middle-aged monk froze and stood where he was, dead.

Wei An let go of his hand, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

According to his original plan, after killing Huanxi Bodhisattva, he carried the swill bucket to the East Wing, waiting for an opportunity to get close to Master Zhenru.

However, plans have not kept pace with the changes.

A "senior brother" suddenly appeared, messing up Wei An's rhythm.

"This guy is..."

Wei An searched and quickly found the identity token of the middle-aged monk.

"The Dharma name is Yunxin, people in the Jianghu call it 'Happy Arhat', and his master is 'The King of the Unborn Dharma'?!"

Wei An couldn't help taking a deep breath.

He didn't know much about what Happy Arhat was, but everyone knew about the prestige of King Wusheng Dharma.

Wusheng Dharma King is recognized as the "National Teacher" by all countries in the Western Regions. There are 26 countries in total, and they worship him as the National Teacher at the same time.

He came to the Central Plains Kyushu three times, challenged the old emperor three times, although he never won once, he survived.

This alone made him famous all over the world.

"Good guy, I killed the two apprentices of King Wusheng at once."

Wei An sighed, curled his lips, and then he looked at the figure of Happy Arhat.

"Shorter than me..."

Wei An slightly pondered, took out the toolbox from the Jade Swallowing Toad, and skillfully peeled off the greasy skin of Jolly Arhat, made it into a human skin mask, and put it on his face.

Kakaka!

He performed the bone shrinking skill, adjusted his figure, then took off the monk's robe of Happy Arhat and put it on himself, then stood in front of the mirror and looked at it.

"Well, not too bad."

Wei An had turned into a happy arhat at this time, he quickly tidied up the room, bolted the door, and went out through the window.

Then, he swaggered away, and soon came to another room, opened the door and entered.

The room was very messy and there was a foul smell.

This is the room of Jolly Arhat.

The bed was very messy, there were women's clothes, torn, no idea what had happened.

Wei An rummaged around, and soon found Happy Arhat's gift bag.

Open it up.

A thick book of cheats came into view!

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu"

This Buddhist technique is famous, and it claims to have thirteen levels of skills. If you practice all of them, you can theoretically practice to the No.13 level, that is, beyond the four levels above the first rank!

Of course, this is only in theory, and no one has ever done it in history.

Not to mention the No. 13th floor, there are very few people who can practice "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu" to the seventh and eighth levels.

As for those who have reached the ninth level, looking at the entire Western Regions and the Kyushu in the Central Plains, there is only one Dharma King Wu Sheng.

"Well, this trip to sneak into the tiger's lair is not in vain." Wei An smiled slightly, and immediately put it in Tun Yu Chan, and left the room.

Soon, Wei An swaggered and left the north wing area unimpeded.

Go all the way east.

In this way, Wei An came to the east wing area smoothly by relying on the skin of Happy Arhat.

The East Wing is relatively large, with twelve attics, each ranging from three to nine floors.

Master Zhenru lived on the sixth floor of the No. [-] attic.

Wei An walked through an open passage, with high courtyard walls on both sides. Not long after, an arched door appeared in front of him.

"Master Liaoyuan, this way please."

Suddenly, two figures came out from another direction.

The one walking on the left has a big belly, a ruddy complexion, no beard, wearing a bright red monk robe, with slanted eyes, and his smile looks like Maitreya Buddha.

The old man next to him was tall, with a gray beard, wearing a simple white monk robe, pinching Buddhist beads in his hand, with a peaceful expression.

The latter is the one Wei An has only heard of but never met. Xuankong Temple presides over Master Yuan!

"Hey, he's here too?"

Wei An couldn't help taking a deep look at Master Yuan.

The last time he heard about Master Yuan, it was he and Daoist Sanling who rushed to help the defeated Emperor Tianwu's army on the Changle Plain, but ended up stealing nothing.

As for Master Liao Yuan, he has always strongly opposed the forbidden blood art, and he has also contributed a lot to forming the Monster Slayer League.

"It seems that Master Liao Yuan is determined to be tough with Dong Zhuo and Pan Tianzong."

Wei An thought.

The two eminent monks passed through the arched door and entered directly.

Seeing this, Wei An stepped forward to follow.

The three of them, one after the other, came to the door of the No. [-] attic.

At this moment, in front of the gate, there are two strong monks with breasts exposed, standing like sculptures.

The red-robed monk and Master Liaoyuan stepped forward, and the former said, "Quickly report to Junior Brother Zhenru, and say that Zhenru and Yuanyuan are here."

"Yes!"

The monk turned and ran in, turned back after a while, held up his right palm, bowed his head and said: "Master Zhenru, please go upstairs to explain."

The red-robed monk and Master Liao Yuan entered the door immediately.

After a while, Wei An also stepped forward.

"Happy Arhat, what are you doing here?" A monk recognized this face and said in surprise.

Wei An asked arrogantly, "Why, can't I come here?"

The monk was afraid, and said in a panic: "Yes, of course! However, you are a person of Tantric Buddhism, and this is the area where people of Zen Buddhism live..."

The implication is that Esoteric Buddhism and Zen Buddhism have always been at odds, so you came here to find trouble for nothing, to make trouble out of nothing?

Wei An laughed and said, "I'm here to deliver a message to Master Zhenru under Master's order, so go and report it."

How could the monk dare not follow, and ran upstairs.

After a while, he ran back and said with a smile, "It's really like the master's invitation."

Wei An chuckled, walked through the door and walked up the steps with a step that his relatives did not recognize.

Moments later, he boarded the sixth floor.

Wei An swept his eyes and found that the door of Master Zhenru's room was open.

The room was empty, without a piece of furniture or daily necessities.

There are futons on the ground.

At this moment, in the middle, there were three monks sitting cross-legged on the futon. They were the red-robed monk Zhenxing, Master Liaoyuan, and an old man without eyebrows or beard.

"Master Zhenru is also known as the 'Living Buddha without Eyebrows'. I dare say he really has no eyebrows."

Wei An walked in, faced the three eminent monks, and saluted with clasped hands.

"Happy Arhat, please sit down." Master Zhenru stretched out his hand, pointing to a futon not far away.

Wei An sat down.

"Everything is in order, and everything is determined by fate."

Master Zhenru looked at the three of Wei An, smiled and said, "Brother Liao Yuan, you come first, you talk first."

Master Liao Yuan glanced at Wei An, remained silent, and said, "Junior Brother, I have already informed you by letter of what I saw and heard in Liangzhou. Dong Zhuo did the opposite, and the demon reappeared. I don't know what you think about this matter." ?”

Master Zhenru spread his hands and said with a smile: "For me, just sit and watch."

Master Liao Yuan said solemnly: "Dong Zhuo has captured Qizhou and stirred up the world, causing people to die and suffer countless deaths and injuries. Right now, he intends to form an alliance with the Zen King and join hands to annex the capital of God. If we allow Dong Zhuo to complete this great cause, the whole world will be destroyed. The whole world will be destroyed forever."

Master Zhenru nodded and said: "Brother's observation of the situation in the world is far better than mine."

Master Liao Yuan continued: "I hope that after you win the Water and Land Conference this time, you can ask Zen King not to join forces with Dong Zhuo."

Master Zhenru pondered for a while, and said slowly: "The reason why the Water and Land Conference exists is to prove to the world that the true Mahayana Buddhism has always been in our Western Regions. Moreover, we never interfere with the internal affairs of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and we cannot interfere with them." , Brother, you should know this better than me."

Master Liaoyuan said: "It depends on man's efforts. If we do nothing, the country will be ruined and the people will have no means of living."

Master Zhenru smiled, shook his head and said, "Dharma values ​​the word 'fate' the most. Since everything follows fate, why is it human effort?"

Master Liao Yuan also shook his head and said: "Dong Zhuo met you and me, isn't it fate? We work together to stop Dong Zhuo, isn't it fate? If everything is predestined, if nothing in this world is due to man-made, then the so-called fate, but It's just an illusion."

Master Zhenru was silent for a while, and said: "Brother Liao Yuan, the last time I saw you, your mind was clear and clear, but now you seem to have a lot of hostility!"

Hearing this, the red-robed monk glanced at Master Yuan's hands.

Wei An felt something, and looked at Master Yuan's hands, only to find that his hands were trembling slightly.

Master Zhenru sighed: ""The Devil's Palm" has caused endless harm, I never thought that you, senior brother, would also fall into this path."

Master Liao Yuan didn't change his face, and said loudly: "I saw with my own eyes that a brainless giant destroyed Fengyuan City, causing millions of deaths and injuries. my feeling."

Master Zhenru was silent for a while, and asked: "Brother, why did you appear in Fengyuan City, and happened to see the brainless giant destroy Fengyuan City?"

Master Liao Yuan froze for a moment.

"..."