Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

So, there are two solutions:

First, look for a paradise that will be opened in the near future;

Second, find a way to safely advance to the second level without relying on the Cave Heaven Paradise;

"Method 1 is useless."

Wei An had already inquired that most of the large and small Dongtian Paradise in Liangzhou were in the hands of the three major sects.

After Tianzhenguan lost the Chongyang Treasure Land, Pantian Sect suddenly became the sect with the most Dongtian Paradise.

The "Xuankong Pagoda", the cave paradise of Xuankong Temple, will not be opened until eleven years.

The paradise of Shenyin Gate - "Zuisheng Guojiao" will be opened five years later.

……

In addition, Wei An also noticed that the smaller the scale of Dongtian Paradise, the longer the interval between openings.

On the contrary, the larger the Cave Heaven Paradise, the more frequently it is opened.

This leads to the fact that the more powerful a sect is, the more it can own a larger Cave Heaven Paradise, and then receives feedback from the large Cave Heaven Paradise, making the sect stronger and stronger.

As for those small sects, they are just hanging on or waiting to be annexed.

The rich get richer and the poor get poorer!

Almost the same reason.

Since the method doesn't work, then...

Wei An's mind was racing. Cui Zhixun did not enter the Cave Heaven Paradise, but he also successfully advanced. He didn't know how he did it.

"Wait a minute, besides Cui Zhixun, there are four other people who have also advanced to the third level without entering the Cave Heaven Paradise."

Zhu Yunhong, Tang Shibiao, Zhang Jinzu, Shi Wencai!

These four people were the test subjects who were beguiled by Liu Changyi to participate in the forbidden blood technique.

They all obtained bloodlines and advanced to the third level.

At present, except for Shi Wencai who died at the hands of Cui Zhixun, the other three are all alive.

Thinking of this, Wei An became energetic and a plan quickly emerged in his mind.

……

……

"Master, there is a letter."

The personal maid brought an envelope and presented it to Song Botao with both hands.

"Who sent it?"

Song Botao was studying the literature and asked casually.

"I didn't see anyone. The letter was thrown directly at the door." The maid replied.

Song Botao raised his eyelids, glanced at the envelope, his expression suddenly changed, and he waved his hand to the maid to go down.

He picked up the envelope and saw a flame-shaped cloud painted on the surface, dark red in color.

"Fire Cloud..."

When Song Botao saw the red cloud, he immediately thought of his master, Fire Cloud Evil God.

At this time, he no longer had any intention of resisting the Fire Cloud Evil God, only deep awe.

If Fire Cloud Evil God hadn't reminded him to stay in seclusion for a month, he might have been involved in that kind of disaster and was killed by the out-of-control Cui Zhixun, just like his good friend Quan Ruoming.

In other words, Huoyun Evil God is very likely to know the forbidden blood art very well, and even predicts that Cui Zhixun will lose control.

This is terrible!

Song Botao felt that he was more than one level behind Huoyun Evil God, and the little rebellion in his heart soon disappeared.

Taking a deep breath, Song Botao opened the envelope and read it intently.

There isn't much in the letter.

Fire Cloud Evil God asked him to do something:

Invite any one of Zhu Yunhong, Tang Shibiao, and Zhang Jinzu to the royal city.

"Why is the master interested in these three people?" Song Botao frowned and thought.

Obviously, he didn't know about the "test product" and was not qualified to have access to such secrets of Pantian Sect.

Song Botao quickly stopped thinking about it, stared at the three names, and finally chose Tang Shibiao.

There is no other reason.

Tang Shibiao and he were on the same path, and he was also a pervert who liked to visit brothels.

Sometimes, this guy is not satisfied with whoring, and occasionally he pretends to be a flower-picking thief and harms some young girls, which is so shameless.

then!

Song Botao just shouted "let's moisturize together" and it was very easy to make an appointment with Tang Shibiao.

Night falls.

The two entered Yihongyuan together in casual clothes.

"Brother Tang, which girl from Yihong Courtyard do you like best?" Song Botao asked with a smile.

Tang Shibiao licked his lower lips and laughed: "Of course it's the Oiran 'Xiaojiao'. Her skin can be broken by blows and feels very smooth. What about you, which one do you like best?"

Song Botao chuckled and said, "You and I, indeed heroes have the same vision."

"Oh, so..."

Tang Shibiao clapped his hands and laughed: "So, we are truly like-minded!"

What a kindred spirit!

Song Botao couldn't help laughing and shouted: "Before I met Brother Tang, being a fellow-traveler was still a compliment."

"Hahaha!"

The two laughed, pushed open the door of a private room and walked in.

"Brother Tang, wait a moment, I'm going to relieve myself." Song Botao made an excuse and left.

"Go back quickly, I want to have a drink with you." Tang Shibiao sat down carelessly, put his right foot on the table, and hummed a tune.

Suddenly, a shadow cast from behind the chair.

"Who?" Tang Shibiao was startled, his expression changed drastically, and he was about to jump up.

but!

A ghostly hand came out from behind and pressed on his shoulder, pushing him down on the chair, unable to move.

"My power..."

Tang Shibiao was horrified. He practiced "Tiangang War Qi", and at the early stage of the third level, the huge power disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he could not feel it at all.

He was completely stunned, cold sweat quickly soaked his whole body, and boundless fear began to well up in his heart.

Next, the hand was gently removed.

Tang Shibiao turned his head and saw a figure wearing a black windbreaker.

The windbreaker was embroidered with flame-shaped red clouds, which was particularly eye-catching.

The other party walked to the chair opposite Tang Shibiao and sat down calmly.

Tang Shibiao looked closely and saw that the other person was a middle-aged man with a beard on his face and an indifferent expression.

"Who is your honor?"

Tang Shibiao knew that he was being plotted, but if they didn't kill him immediately, they must have something to ask for.

In an instant, he was mentally prepared to be blackmailed, but he was no longer so afraid.

The man in a black trench coat was none other than Wei An, who had been disguised. He said calmly: "I am the Fire Cloud Evil God."

"It turns out to be Huo Yun...senior!"

Tang Shibiao stood up quickly, cupped his hands, and said cautiously: "May I ask what did senior do to cause Tang's cultivation to drop to the sixth level in an instant?"

Wei An acted as if he didn't hear anything and said bluntly: "Sit down, I have something to ask you."

"it is good……"

Tang Shibiao felt nervous and felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles when he sat down.

I never thought in my life that one day I would feel so painful while sitting, as if I had hemorrhoids.

Wei An asked: "You are the test subject for the forbidden blood technique, right?"

"Senior actually knows about this?!"

Tang Shibiao took a breath and stared at Wei An, feeling increasingly uneasy.

"How did you advance to the third level after you obtained the bloodline? Did you enter the Cave Heaven Paradise?" Wei An asked without giving Tang Shibiao too much time to think.

"No." Tang Shibiao shook his head and said, "Tang doesn't have that kind of luck. I attacked the third level from outside and succeeded by luck."

The corners of Wei An's lips curled up slightly, and he snorted coldly: "Interesting, you succeeded by luck. How about Cui Zhixun, Zhu Yunhong, Zhang Jinzu and the others, also succeeded by luck?"

Hearing this, Tang Shibiao was shocked, and then he realized that Fire Cloud Evil God might have known everything already and no longer dared to deceive him.

"Senior, calm down."

Tang Shibiao lowered his head and replied cautiously: "To be honest, Tang X succeeded by referring to Cui Zhixun's method of attacking the third level."

"Oh, what method?"

"Cui Jihun's method was not invented by him, but came from a book."

As Tang Shibiao said, he reached into his arms and took out a book.

Seeing this, Wei An was speechless and asked in surprise: "You came to visit the brothel, but you brought a book with you?"

Tang Shibiao smiled awkwardly and said: "Senior, this is a joke. It is only because this book is extremely important that Tang keeps it with him."

Wei An glanced at the cover and saw the word "Mist" written on it, which made his heart skip a beat.

"Mist?"

The last time Wei An came into contact with these two words was when his physical body was upgraded to the fourth level of copper skin and iron bones.

The note reads: Turning on the second level pattern can resist the erosion of fog for 1 minute.

At this time, Tang Shibiao held up the book with both hands and presented it to him.

Wei An was silent for a moment, took over "The Mist" and flipped through it. Gradually, the expression on his face changed.

The content recorded in this book is actually the personal experience of many fourth-level warriors who have attacked the third-level.

A total of fifty-seven peak fourth-level people!

What they have in common is that they all have no chance to enter the Cave Heaven Paradise and have to attack the third level outside.

So, at the moment they advanced to the third level, they all fell into a dangerous and unpredictable inner world, and then escaped alive one by one.

Fifty-seven people, their experiences are extremely precious.

Some people recorded their experiences in detail, summed up their experiences, and drew some inferences about the other world.