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

Wei An couldn't help but wonder: "The scholar had a big dream, so what?"

"Oh, this story isn't over yet."

Xu Jiquan smiled coquettishly. He was not very good at telling stories, and he had no beginning and no end. He added: "After the scholar woke up, he walked out of the ruined temple and found that there was heavy snow falling outside. He was shivering from the cold, but it was still summer last night. It was raining heavily, so he went out to ask someone, and then he learned that he had been sleeping for more than half a year."

Wei An suddenly came to his senses and asked in surprise: "I've been sleeping for more than half a year. Are you okay?"

Xu Jiquan smiled and said: "This is the magic of treasures with hypnotic effects. Dreams are like life, and life is like dreams. After the scholar woke up, he no longer had any attachment to the world of mortals, and directly converted to Buddhism. Later, he became a Buddhist monk. There is a Dreaming Buddha."

Wei An had a clear head and said thoughtfully: "It seems that treasures with hypnotic effects are rare."

"Yes!"

Xu Jiquan nodded repeatedly.

Wei An thought for a while, changed the topic, turned over his hand and took out a mutated rough stone, and asked, "Look what this is?"

Xu Jiquan looked at it intently, tilted his head and said, "This thing looks like a Yuan Jing! But..."

He rummaged through his pocket and took out a pure white Yuan Jing as big as a soybean, and said carefully: "The low-grade Yuan Jing is colorless and looks like white. I heard the master say that the middle-grade Yuan Jing is red. Yes, high-grade Yuanjing is purple. I have never seen your starry night Yuanjing."

Wei An's mind moved as he heard this, and he asked, "What is the color of the best Yuan Jing?"

Xu Jiquan's expression changed, he shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it, and neither has my master."

Having said this, he thought for a while, turned around and walked towards the dream portal, greeting: "Brother Feng, wait for me, I'll check the information and I'll be back soon."

Wei An is incompetent.

Xu Jiquan left the dreamland, and after a while, he came back again, holding a book in his hand, and said excitedly: "Brother Feng, I found it!"

Wei An stretched his head to look at the book. The pages were open, but the words on the paper were blurry and erratic, making it impossible to read.

Seeing this, Wei An suddenly thought that this book was after all the "real object" that Xu Jiquan brought into his dream, and he should be the only one who can read this book.

Xu Jiquan introduced: "The scholar said that the surface of the top-quality Yuanjing is as pure as night, and the interior is decorated with thousands of stars, which is beautiful. Brother Feng, this starry night-colored Yuanjing in your hand is the best!"

The best crystal! !

It’s been done! !

Wei An's head was already in turmoil. The low-grade raw stones in Suolongjing arrived in the ancient world and turned into the most precious and top-grade Yuan Jing. It was so unbelievable!

Xu Jiquan clicked his tongue and said with emotion: "This kind of top-grade Yuan Jing is often only found in large sects. In small sects like our Jintan Sect, not to mention top-grade Yuan Jing, even top-grade Yuan Jing is very rare."

When Wei An heard this, he immediately changed the subject and said calmly: "Let's not talk about it for now. You are so sincere in helping me. It's not just as simple as wanting to make friends with me. If you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly."

Xu Jiquan first rubbed his head, smiled coquettishly, and cupped his hands and said: "Brother Feng is really a generous person, so the younger brother said it directly. My master has a daughter from old age, who is my junior sister. She has just turned eighteen this year, and she is lively. , innocent and kind, but for some reason, she secretly met a man and was fascinated by him. The two first made a private life-long contract, and then she was abducted by the man.

After our investigation, we found out that the man was actually a follower of the Yellow Robe Sect, named 'Ming Xilian', and his whereabouts were mysterious. No one knew where he was hiding. My junior sister must have been bewitched by him and joined the Yellow Robe Sect. The god of robes taught. "

Wei An understood and pondered: "Your master brought you to Qingye City just to investigate the whereabouts of Ming Xilian, right?"

"That's right!"

Xu Jiquan sighed, "Based on our connections alone, trying to find Ming Xilian is like looking for a needle in a haystack. However, the Musang Cult and the Huangpao Cult are sworn enemies. Bloody fights often break out between you, and many Huangpao sects have been captured." Believers of the divine religion. Therefore, we would like to ask Brother Feng to help us check."

Wei An raised the corner of his mouth slightly and nodded: "Yes, I can help you with this, but there is no guarantee that there will be results. In this way, I will contact you after I find out."

"Oh, thank you so much, Brother Feng!"

Xu Jiquan was overjoyed immediately, with a smile on his face, he nodded and said, "As long as Brother Feng helps us find Junior Sister, we will be grateful."

The two parted.

The next moment, Wei An, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and sat down.

"Is it a treasure that stabilizes dreams..."

Wei An combed through the information he got in his dream in his mind, and gradually got some inspiration.

The night passed quickly.

In the early morning of the next day, a heavy rain came unexpectedly, and there was no sign of stopping for a while.

"It's raining too much..."

Wei An didn't hesitate and simply canceled today's sermon.

This is also very good.

Although everyone wanted to listen to his sermon and did not want to miss it, the Bailian Dojo was open-air, so everyone could only listen to the lecture in the heavy rain, which must have been very uncomfortable.

Later, Wei An went to the Sihai Chamber of Commerce in Wangcheng and met the chief manager Liu Ling.

"Master Wei, what are your orders?"

Liu Ling brought a cup of good tea and smiled enthusiastically.

Wei An sat down and asked casually: "I want to find some treasures with hypnotic effects. Please help me investigate."

"Hypnotic?"

Liu Ling's eyes flashed and she asked in surprise: "Why, Mr. Wei has insomnia?"

Wei An shook his head and chuckled: "It's for practice."

Liu Ling understood, and immediately looked through the treasure list compiled by the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, and actually found a clue, and continued: "More than thirty years ago, our Sihai Chamber of Commerce once auctioned a rare treasure, which was a ' Celadon Pillow. According to reports, when people sleep on that 'celadon pillow', they will have a good dream every night."

Wei An raised his eyebrows and said happily: "Where is this celadon pillow now?"

Liu Ling raised her head, with a playful look on her face, and said with a smile: "The buyer is He Liman, the master of Wanbao Pavilion. She is the half-sister of King Fu."

Wanbao Pavilion is a huge chamber of commerce. It has opened many branches across Kyushu. There is one in Liangzhou Wangcheng, and its scale even exceeds that of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce.

Of course, this is related to the outstanding identity of the big boss behind Wanbao Pavilion.

The founder of Wanbao Pavilion was the first generation of King Fu, and every subsequent generation of pavilion masters came from the King Fu clan.

"Fu Wanghe Qingkong..."

Wei An clicked his tongue. He had long wanted to meet King Fu. This guy was also a lackey kept by the Taikoo Sect. He worked hard for the Taikoo Sect. The hunt for the strange woman was secretly promoted by King Fu.

Liu Ling said: "Right now, He Liman is in Fuzhou..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei An said directly: "Go to Wanbao Pavilion to send a message and tell them that I want a celadon pillow."

"……Yes!"

Liu Ling was startled for a moment, then smiled.