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

At the same time, the news that Wei An was promoted to elder was like a bombshell, causing a huge storm in Pantian Sect.

After all, he is the youngest elder in the history of Pantian Sect. He seems to be only in his twenties, and he suddenly got into the position of elder.

All the disciples were shocked!

"Zhang Sanqiao, who is it?"

“I’ve never heard of this person before, how come he became an elder?”

I don’t know how many people have black question marks on their faces.

It's not their fault.

It's actually because Wei An is really not well-known. Apart from his status as a sixth-grade alchemist, he doesn't have any glorious deeds.

To most of the disciples, Wei An suddenly burst into their field of vision as if he had suddenly emerged from the ground.

too suddenly!

However, Wei An was a good person. He put on the robes of an elder and visited the elders one by one.

The number of upper-level third-level masters in Pantian Sect is 175, including 78 new third-level masters such as Yue Chuanhan.

Wei An only had the strength of the third grade and could not contact the second grade for the time being, so he visited every third grade elder.

Some people are out and about, and some are practicing in retreat.

Throughout the whole day, Wei An met a total of 92 third-grade elders and became familiar with them.

The elders were naturally very curious about Wei An and were willing to get in touch with him.

During this period, Wei An also met his servant Song Botao.

"Elder Song, I have heard of his name for a long time."

Wei An cupped his hands and smiled.

Song Botao looked at Wei An and exclaimed: "Elder Zhang, I have long heard that you are very young, but I did not expect that you are so young."

Many people have already said this. Wei An was almost tired of hearing it and joked: "Elder Song won't look down on me just because I'm young, right?"

"How can it be!"

Song Botao waved his hands and laughed loudly: "Elder Zhang has a bright future. It's not too late for Song to curry favor with you."

In terms of strength, Song Botao felt that he was not as good as Shenwu Song, so he would definitely not be able to defeat Wei An. Therefore, Song Botao kept his attitude low in front of Wei An.

While chatting with each other, Wei An learned something.

Every three months, the third-grade elders will hold a regular gathering to communicate with each other and trade some items with each other. The format is very different from the gathering in Hongchen Pavilion.

“The next gathering is in March!”

Song Botao said, "In addition, besides this party, there is another party that you may be interested in."

Wei An asked: "What kind of party?"

"Have you ever heard of the 'Faceless Society'?" Song Botao asked without answering.

Wei An shook his head.

Song Botao explained: "The Faceless Club is a gathering organized by a mysterious force called the 'Faceless Man', and only upper-level third-level masters are allowed to participate.

During the gathering, everyone wore black robes and masks without showing their faces.

During the party, you can trade any item, no matter how you got it. "

Wei An understood it as soon as he heard it and said in surprise: "Isn't this just a black market transaction?"

Song Botao laughed and said: "Who doesn't have a few shady things in their hands? At the Faceless Meeting, you can safely sell the stolen goods, and no one will know who you are."

Wei An blinked, shook his head and laughed: "Black market transactions are too risky, and something will happen sooner or later. What if someone uses some trick to peek at your face, or robs and kills you on the way?"

Song Botao waved his hand and said: "The Faceless People behind the Faceless Society are very powerful. No matter who you are, as long as you break the rules, you will be severely punished. I have participated in the Faceless Society and sold a few good things, but nothing happened. I made a lot of money." There’s more money.”

Wei An couldn't help but feel a little moved and asked: "Where is the location?"

Song Botao responded: "The location of the Faceless Meeting is not fixed and changes from time to time."

Wei Anxin felt suspicious and frowned: "Aren't the identities of those who participate in the Faceless Meeting confidential? If the Faceless Meeting doesn't know who you are, how can they inform you where the meeting is?"

Song Botao laughed and said: "On every full moon night, at exactly midnight, you stare at the night sky in the south. Remember, look after you activate your spiritual sense."

"..."

Wei An was thoughtful.

Fast forward to the next day, the sound of gongs suddenly came from the martial arts hall.

"What's the sound of this gong?" Wei An was startled and counted with his fingers before he remembered.

The semi-annual internal competition is today!

Wei An immediately went to the martial arts hall. As soon as he entered the hall, countless eyes were cast on him.

"Meet Elder Zhang!"

All the disciples hurriedly saluted and respectfully moved out of the way.

Suddenly, everyone is paying attention!

"No gift."

Wei An smiled lightly and walked forward.

At this time, the referee in charge of the internal competition, Mr. Zhao Qingdong, also appeared.

Wei An also visited Zhao Qingdong before. The two chatted for a while, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Zhao Qingdong saw Wei An at a glance and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Elder Zhang, this is the place where fifth-grade disciples compete. You should go to the competition venue dedicated to third-grade elders."

Wei An smiled and said: "Elder Zhao, my Pantian Sutra realm is still at the fifth level."

Zhao Qingdong waved his hand and said: "The martial arts hall only talks about strength. You are a genuine third-level master!"

"……All right."

Wei An didn't want to bully a group of fifth-grade weaklings, so he left the area and went to a larger venue behind the martial arts hall.

At this moment, more than seventy people gathered on the field, all of them were third-grade elders who had joined the martial arts hall.

Yue Chuanhan stood in the crowd. He was the first to see Wei An approaching. After tightening his mouth, he took the initiative to greet him, cupped his hands and said, "Elder Zhang, you are here."

Wei An smiled and said, "Senior Brother, I went to visit you yesterday, and you happened to be not in the cave."

"Oh, I'm out for something."

Yue Chuanhan smiled, looked at Wei An, and sighed, "I didn't expect you and I to stand side by side again in this way."

Wei An heard the hidden meaning, remained silent for a moment, and asked, "How is Senior Sister Liu doing lately?"

Yue Chuanhan shook his head and sighed: "Since then, Taiyin's evil spirit has erupted again, and her temperament has also changed again and again."

Wei An was silent for a while.

Taiyin's evil energy broke out twice, and Liu Piaopiao's memory of Wei An was probably completely erased.

Alas, Liu Piaopiao's Taiyin trait is so terrifying, like a time bomb that explodes at any time.

While he was talking, a breeze blew by in vain, making everyone feel an inexplicable chill.

Wei Anxin felt something. He looked up and saw a figure appearing on the empty high platform.

That person was an old lady, with ordinary appearance, cold eyebrows, and no emotion on her face.

Yue Chuanhan and others immediately shut up, saluted respectfully, stood up and said, "Meet Elder Han."

Wei An also lowered his head. It was the first time he saw this old lady and he didn't know who she was.

The old lady gently waved her sleeves and said in a cold voice: "Forget it. Today's competition officially begins. According to the old rules, according to the last ranking order, the next one can challenge the previous one. After defeating the previous one, , you can also challenge for a higher ranking.”