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

[Simulate this object once and consume 10 low-grade rough stones. Do you want to activate the simulation? 】

"Yes!"

Wei An chose "Hunyuan Pile" without hesitation, and then he returned the exercises to the little fat man.

[You gave the Hunyuan Pile to Song Dahai, the little fat man, and the simulation officially started]

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[The first year: I escaped from the control of a kidnapper and returned to the hands of my master Song Dahai, so happy.Song Dahai is a naughty brat who likes everything, especially playing, but he doesn't like martial arts.However, he has a strict father, Song Qingsong, who forces him to learn martial arts every day, so he has to learn. 】

[Third year: After two years of training, Song Dahai finally mastered the basic skills, and also practiced the Hunyuan pile in a good shape. 】

05 Hunyuan Pile Dacheng

[Fourth year: under the arrangement of my father Song Qingsong, my lovely master started to eat medicinal food and nourish the body, and took some medicines to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence. Realm, oh yeah!Master you are awesome! 】

[Fifth year: Song Qingsong went out and did not return, Song Dahai lost his restraint, and began to let himself go, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days.Alas, my master, you can take care of yourself. 】

[Sixth year: Song Qingsong returns, Song Dahai, who has been beaten a lot, strives to become stronger, and finally learns the method of breathing, and can directly absorb the energy in the original stone to strengthen himself.This is a huge improvement, and the Hunyuan Pile immediately entered the realm of Dacheng, which is great! 】

[The seventh year: Dafeng Town suddenly caught fire, and the fire spread rapidly. Song Dahai and his father actively put out the fire.

When the father and son were running and shouting, they suddenly bumped into Yan Xingkong who was holding Zhang Mingzhu hostage, and because Song Qingsong took one more look, Yan Xingkong chopped off his head, blood spurting three feet high!

Poor my little master witnessed his father’s tragic death, and immediately fainted from fright. From then on, he got a strange disease. Whenever he saw anything red, he would immediately pass out.

[Tenth year: His mother remarried, and Song Dahai, who was hit hard, was discouraged and depressed.One day when it was cold, he threw me into a brazier and burned me. I burned in the fire, and he used the fire to keep me warm until I was reduced to ashes...]

[The simulation is over! 】

[You can choose one of the following rewards:]

[[-]. Ashes of Hunyuan Pile Secret Book]

[[-]. The realm of martial arts practiced by Song Dahai, the holder of the Hunyuan Pile]

"Hu~~"

The simulation was over, and Wei An couldn't help but take a deep breath as he looked at the lines of glowing writing in his eyes.

The agitation of the mood is simply indescribable!

The second reward option is the martial arts realm that Song Dahai cultivated. What does this mean?

"Could it be that as long as I choose the second, I can immediately obtain the cultivation base of Hunyuan Zhuang Dacheng?!"

Wei An couldn't imagine it, even a little unbelievable.

However, he did not receive the reward immediately, after all, he was in Wan Yunhe's house right now, and he was not sure whether his body would undergo drastic changes after receiving the reward.

"calm down."

Wei An took a few deep breaths, calmed down quickly, and turned his mind quickly again.

After this third simulation, he can basically confirm one thing:

"Using the secret book of exercises to simulate, the rewards are very generous, and you can directly obtain the realm of martial arts that one has practiced hard for many years!"

This is simply incredible!

Just imagine, if Wei An gave thousands of exercise secrets to others to practice, and all the results of those people's cultivation were fed back to him, how powerful he would become? !

Thinking of this, Wei An had an idea, and quickly asked Song Dahai: "Where did you get the exercises in your hand?"

Fatty Song Dahai licked the candy ball, Hanhu replied: "My father gave it to me."

"Where did your father get it?"

"Well, I don't know."

Wei An was speechless, and immediately walked towards Wan Yunhe, pointed to the exercise book in Song Dahai's hand, and asked, "Master Wan, do you sell exercise secrets here?"

"sell?"

Wan Yunhe shook his head, "I won't sell this one. I brought back the original version of Hunyuan Pile's exercises from other places, and the other one was copied by my disciples."

So that's the case, Wei An suddenly understood.

This "Hunyuan Pile" should not have been created by Wan Yunhe, but a basic exercise that has been widely spread. There are many practitioners, and the secret book of the exercise is naturally not a secret, and you can buy it with money.

It's just that Dafeng Town is in a quiet corner, too remote and closed, there is not even a bookstore, and you can't buy it if you want to.

"This may be a good thing." Wei An suddenly had a bold idea.

At this moment, the unloading was finally completed.

Twenty wooden dummy piles lined up, immediately attracted those boys and girls, and they started playing excitedly one by one.

Wan Yunhe checked them one by one, and after confirming that there was no problem, he readily paid the balance.

"Master Wan, you are busy, so let's take our leave first." The guys said with smiles after receiving the money.

"Well, let's go."

Wan Yunhe said politely.

A few guys and Wei An left Wanfu and returned to the blacksmith's shop with a flat cart.

"Today we completed a big business. Everyone has worked hard. I invite everyone to a restaurant to have a good meal. You don't have to work in the afternoon!"

When Zhang Sanqiao got the balance, he also laughed heartily, and excitedly announced that he would treat guests.

This is almost a common practice. Every time such a big business is completed and money is made, everyone can follow suit.

Afterwards, they went to the only restaurant in Dafeng Town, ordered a table of good wine and food, and ate and drank.

It was three or four o'clock in the afternoon when we were full.

After the dinner party, Wei An went straight back to his residence, closed the door, and took off his clothes.

He took a deep breath and said silently in his heart:

"Receive reward two!"

All of a sudden, Wei An's mind came up with an exercise method full of pictures and texts, it was the "Hunyuan Pile".

But this is not over yet, immediately after, a large number of memories and perceptions of cultivating Hunyuan Zhuang surfaced, and quickly turned into Wei An's own things.

It felt like Wei An had a wonderful dream.

In the dream, he turned into a little fat man named Song Dahai. He was forced by his father to recite the content of exercises every day, practice basic skills, practice Hunyuan Zhuang, eat medicinal food, drink medicinal soup, refine the energy of raw stones, and become stronger little by little.

Meanwhile, Kakaka!

There was a strange sound of fried beans in Wei An's body, the muscles on his body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his thin body quickly became firm and strong.

After one breath, all changes stopped.

"Huh, huh~~" Wei An panted heavily, sweating profusely all over his body.

He looked at his body, and there were many muscle groups growing on his body, whether it was the muscles of the arms, thighs, or abdomen, all of which were raised high, and when he lowered his head, the eight-pack abdominal muscles were criss-crossed.

Compared with the previous moment, Wei An grew a bit taller, almost two centimeters taller, and his skeleton also expanded a circle, making his shoulders look a little wider.

There are surface changes, which can be detected by looking carefully.

But the most profound change lies in the body. The muscle density of Wei An's body has increased many times, and the thickness and density of the bones must have increased a lot, making him full of strength.

【Name: Wei An】

【Age: 15 years old】

[Level: Strong Mortal]

[Mastering Martial Arts: Hunyuan Pile (Dacheng)]

[Master skills: Wooden mannequin actual combat training method, calligraphy (master level)]

Hunyuan Pile achieves a great realm, and Hunyuan Pile comes with the actual training experience of the wooden man pile!

These are the two major achievements that Wei An simulated from Song Dahai.

"Not bad, the needle doesn't poke!"

Wei An was overjoyed. With only 10 low-grade rough stones, he obtained all the results of Song Dahai's seven years of spending a lot of money and hard work.

This wave definitely paid off!

06 Qianlong in the abyss, copying books and merchants

"Well, try my strength."

Wei An glanced at the room. The heaviest thing should be his own bed. He raised his hand and lifted it up easily.

So easy, as if that bed was air.

"This bed weighs only a few dozen kilograms."

Wei An didn't feel satisfied, and couldn't help thinking of some knowledge points in his previous life.

For example, the world's highest record for human weightlifting is a snatch of 263 kilograms, and the fastest running speed is 12.43 meters per second.

"By the way, I remember that there is a broken mill outside the door, which weighs at least seven or eight hundred catties."

Wei An hurriedly opened the door, looked outside, it was quiet and there was no one around.

The broken millstone, only half of it to be precise, was leaning against the wall outside the house.

Wei An went out quickly, took a deep breath, embraced half of the millstone with both hands, and lifted it up violently, a little bit above his head, and finally his two arms were completely straightened.

"good……"

Wei An's face was flushed with suffocation, and he slowly put down half of the millstone, took a deep breath, and almost figured out the limit of his strength, and snatching 400 kilograms should be no problem.

Then, he found another hourglass, and by running back and forth, he calculated how fast he could run.

The result is also quite amazing, about 15 meters per second.

"I haven't entered yet, so I can't be considered a real martial artist." Wei An clicked his tongue, and once again refreshed his understanding of martial arts in this world.

Get a basin of water and take a cold shower.

Unknowingly, at sunset and dusk, Wei An went to bed early.

Lying on the bed, he couldn't help calling out the panel again to check the results of the third simulation.

"Seven years later, Song Qingsong also died at the hands of Yan Xingkong, and his son Song Dahai was frightened stupid."

Wei An couldn't help but sighed softly.

People are like ants and lives are worthless. The strong in this world can really kill at will and do whatever they want.

However, Wei An just felt a little more emotional, without any panic.

At this time, he is already a great Hunyuan Zhuang, and he has quietly improved his strength, so how strong will he be after seven years?

Hehe, he couldn't even imagine it himself.

"Step by step, develop insignificantly, and become invincible."

Wei An is very clear about the path of practice he wants to take. People like him who have cheats can't walk the usual path.

Once the cheating is exposed, in the eyes of others, it will be like a monstrous existence, and it will definitely be targeted everywhere.

"Never let anyone know my secret."

Thinking about it, Wei An slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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The next day, it was cloudy and rainy.

The autumn rain is dense and worrying, and the cold wind is bleak.

Wei An changed into an autumn outfit, the very common blue-gray linen robe, the style of the poor, which is extra wide and can cover the whole body.

It's cold, and it's very reasonable to wear an autumn outfit.

In this way, the changes in Wei An's figure were completely concealed. As long as you don't pay close attention to the fact that he has grown two centimeters taller, you won't be able to see how much he has changed.