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

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at dusk.

Wei An turned back to the small mountain village and found Jin Xiaobao. After that, he found a caravan, handed Jin Xiaobao to them, and escorted him all the way back to Pan Tianzong.

And he himself returned to Chanzhou again.

"I have already squeezed out the potential of all the geniuses of Pan Tianzong, and it is difficult to get a greater improvement."

"Chanzhou is a new fertile land."

Wei An is determined to turn Chanzhou into his back garden, continue to cut leeks, and continue to become stronger.

"There are countless Buddhist temples in Chanzhou, all over the place, but the most famous one is undoubtedly Jinshan Temple!"

Jinshan Temple is located on the Jinshan Mountain more than a hundred miles away from the Wangcheng of Chanzhou. It is known as the number one temple in the world.

"Okay, let's go to Jinshan Temple."

Wei An flew in the sky, whistling, the white clouds stirred, the wind blew the waves, and the mountains and rivers retreated violently.

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Whitehorse County, the Jin family!

"You, why are you here?"

Jin Xuanhua's expression was extremely stiff and dignified at the moment, with a fine layer of cold sweat seeping from his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on the unusually burly figure over three meters tall in the yard.

"You are hurt?"

Dharma King Wusheng stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Jin Xuanhua, and then found that he was just recovering from a serious illness, and his breath had not yet stabilized completely.

Jin Xuanhua said in a deep voice: "So what if you are injured, do you want to take advantage of others' danger?"

Dharma King Wu Sheng waved his hand and said, "Don't be nervous, I have no malicious intentions, I just came here this time to ask you a question."

Jin Xuanhua frowned slightly, his tone softened, and he replied, "What's the problem?"

Dharma King Wusheng straightened his expression, and asked, "In this world, is there a second top-level master who practiced "Eagle Wing Kungfu"?"

Jin Xuanhua was stunned, and asked back: "What do you mean? If there is such a person, how could I not know?"

The answer is obviously no.

Wusheng Dharma King sneered and said: "It seems that you really don't know. It's interesting. A few hours ago, I met a person who performed your Jin family's unique eagle wing skill, and he was stronger than you."

Jin Xuanhua choked for breath, and said decisively: "This is impossible!"

Dharma King Wusheng asked again: "Then, please take out the white tiger iron fan and let me open my eyes."

Jin Xuanhua froze all over, and said in astonishment: "What did you look like when you met that person?"

"A young monk."

Hearing this answer, Jin Xuanhua replied: "The person who took my white tiger iron fan was a masked old man. This happened a month ago."

Dharma King Wu Sheng asked, "What martial art did he use to defeat you?"

Jin Xuanhua replied: "Tai Chi is innate, and the heart of the sword is clear. I didn't know that person was proficient in many martial arts at the beginning, and he suffered a secret loss."

Dharma King Wu Sheng sneered, "The one you and I met should be the same person."

After that, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and left, leaving Jin Xuanhua standing in the sun with a bewildered expression, trembling.

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Lingguang Temple!

call!

A piercing sound resounded through the sky!

All the monks in the monastery were horrified, and before they could figure out what the sound was, a burly giant fell from the sky, stepping heavily on the bluestone floor with both feet.

boom!

A large hole was smashed into the ground, and the gravel collapsed and flew.

Several monks were hit by gravel, and blood flew all over the place.

"Unborn Dharma King, don't be rude."

The next moment, several eminent monks soared into the sky and landed around the burly man, all of them looked dignified, ready to fight.

In this regard, Wusheng Dharma King turned a blind eye, his eyes fell on an old eminent monk, and asked: "Xingming, you are the best in the world in practicing "Dragon Subduing Hand". change?"

Master Xingming was stunned, and replied: "Who knows, there are eighteen dragon-subduing palms, and there are at most eighteen changes."

Dharma King Wusheng stared straight at Xingming: "What if someone hits the No.19 palm?"

Master Xingming's expression changed drastically, and he blurted out, "Really?!"

Dharma King Wu Sheng only looked at him, not for a moment.

After a long time, Master Xingming pondered: ""Dragon Subduing Hand" is a magical skill that becomes stronger as you fight, and the potential of this skill is theoretically unlimited.

But if you want to hit the No.19 palm, it does not depend on the depth of your internal force, or the strength of your physical body, or your spiritual realm, but whether you are young enough.

I guess, the person who can play No.19 palm should be younger than 30 years old, and he reached the peak of the first rank before the age of 30. "

As soon as this word comes out!

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, reaching the peak of the first rank before the age of 30, there has never been such a person in the world.

"30 years?!"

Even Dharma King Wu Sheng couldn't help frowning into a mountain peak shape.

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Blue sky with white clouds.

Suddenly, a white cloud suddenly dispersed.

A figure swooped down through the white clouds.

What came into view was a huge and majestic mountain, and a huge temple stood on the top of the mountain.

Jinshan Temple is built on the mountain, with palaces, halls, pavilions and pavilions, rafters and wooden buildings, and the brilliance of the sun.

Outside the gate, there is an endless stream of pilgrims who come to offer incense.

In the middle of the temple, there is a tall tower that rises from the ground, pointing directly at the sky, and overlooking the mountains.

Wei An plunged down headlong and landed lightly on the top of the pagoda. Looking around the entire Jinshan Temple, one after another was resplendent and magnificent, shoulder to shoulder, majestic and extremely prosperous.

The Hall of Heavenly Kings, the Hall of Great Heroes, the Hall of Great Compassion, the Hall of Suppressing Demons, the Pavilion of Sutras, the Bell and Drum Tower...

A series of pavilions came into Wei An's field of vision.

"who are you?"

Suddenly, someone did a somersault in the air and landed on the top of the tower, looking at Wei An as if facing a formidable enemy.

He happened to raise his head just now, and happened to catch a glimpse of Wei An descending from the sky. He thought that the other party was a certain eminent monk returning from his trip, but he didn't expect it to be a young monk.

Wei An glanced at the man indifferently, a monk with a square face, his face looked like an old man in his 70s or [-]s, and his cultivation should be the second rank.

"The poor monk's Dharma name is Xu Zhu, he came to Jinshan Temple to teach Dharma, take me to see the abbot." He said.

The square-faced monk looked cautious, hesitated for a while before nodding his head and said: "Okay, Senior Xu Zhu, please."

He jumped down, and as soon as he landed, he raised his head to look at the top of the tower, only to find that Wei An was gone, and when he turned his head again, he was surprised to find that Wei An was standing beside him.

"Uh, this way, please." The square-faced monk didn't dare to breathe, and led Wei An to the Great Hall of Great Heroes.

"Senior, please wait here for a while." The square-faced monk respectfully turned around and ran away.

After a while, there were many footsteps.

More than a dozen eminent monks from Jinshan Temple all came, and the leading white-robed old monk was presiding over Master Shideng.

Wei An stood with his hands behind his back, admiring the golden Buddha statue in the Daxiong Hall with great interest.

"Amitabha!"

Master Shi Deng came over, looked at Wei An a few times, raised one hand, and said with a smile: "Master Xu Zhu came from afar, and he didn't greet him from afar, please forgive me."

Wei An turned around and said calmly: "Brother host, you are welcome, I took the liberty to come here, I hope you don't mind."

"Where are you talking?" Master Shi Deng laughed and said, "Junior Brother Xu Zhu is a bit unfamiliar, may I ask which temple you are from?"

Wei An replied: "Wanfo Temple, according to seniority, I can be regarded as the younger brother of King Wusheng Dharma, and I was only allowed to go down the mountain to experience it not long ago."

Unborn Dharma King...'s younger brother? !

All the eminent monks, including Master Shi Deng, looked at each other in awe, and kept eye contact.

Master Shi Deng was silent for a moment, and asked: "I don't know, but does Junior Brother Xu Zhu have an identity certificate?"

Wei An smiled, and suddenly a terrifying coercion erupted from his body, and he raised his hand to hit Master Shi Deng.

Press it straight with a palm!

"Oh, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Master Shi Deng frowned, then smiled slightly, and raised his hand to use the first form of the Heavenly Buddha Palm to meet him.

Peng!

The two of them restrained their palm strength, they didn't attack with all their strength, they just used moves to fight.

But soon, everyone's expressions changed.

... No.15 palm, No.16 palm!

No.17 palm!

No.18 palm!

Master Shi Deng's breathing was stagnant, and he had to perform the ninth posture of Tianfo Palm, but he still lost the wind.

No way, once the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon hit No.18 palm, the palm force will be too domineering.

What's more, Master Shi Deng is old and no longer the courage of the past.

But, it's not over yet!

Wei An didn't stop there, and suddenly turned on the third-level markings, and hit the No.19 palm.

Master Shi Deng was completely stunned, his scalp went numb, and he was shocked back three steps.

To be honest, if Wei Anan attacked with force, he might be maimed with a single palm!

"No. 19 palm?!"

Master Shi Deng's head was dizzy, and he showed a ghost-like expression.

A group of eminent monks looked at each other, rubbed their eyes, and felt that they were hallucinating.

After finishing work, Wei An didn't change his face, and said with a smile: "Brother, host, do you have any doubts about my identity?"

"This……"

Master Shi Deng's mouth twitched slightly, he smiled wryly: "Junior Brother Xu Zhu is young and light, he never expected to have such a tyrannical cultivation level, I admire him very much."

I can't be dissatisfied, they have played the No.19 palm of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, pushing everything horizontally!

"you flatter me."

Wei An was neither happy nor sad. Suddenly, he looked at a young monk behind Master Shi Deng, and said with a smile, "This must be one of the six famous 'Buddha disciples', the thousand-hearted Buddha disciple."

The young monk recovered from the shocked expression, and quickly saluted: "Qian Xin has met Senior Xu Zhu."

Wei An immediately took out "Fudo Ming Wang", and said with a smile: "I came here in a hurry, I didn't prepare any gifts, this "Fudo Ming Wang" is for you to practice and play."

Before coming here, Wei An had inquired a long time ago that this thousand-heart Buddha was extremely intelligent since he was a child, but he likes to be quiet and doesn't like to move, another dead house.

The exercise he practiced happened to be "Fudo Mingwang".