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

Both paths look fine.

The first way:

The broken stele of the Dao of Heaven in the Primordial World now means that the Primordial Gate has lost the ability to monitor the world. Wei An can fish in troubled waters and make a big deal.

In addition, he is now a second-rank powerhouse.

Looking at the entire Immemorial Realm, there are only first-rank kings who are stronger than him, and there are not many people.

According to the rank system of the Celestial Dynasty, Yipin is divided into Zhengyipin and Congyipin.

Zhengyipin: the master and prince of the Taikoo Sect (the bloodline heir of the Taikoo Heavenly Emperor)
Cong Yipin: Grand Elder of the Taikoo Sect, Wang with a different surname (the head of the Super Martial Sect)
The sum of the first grade and the second grade can be counted with two hands.

As for Wei An, rank two + three Dharma Bodies, this strength is definitely one of the best among the masters of rank two.

It can be said that if Wei An sneaks into the Taikoo Realm to cause trouble, even if the entire Taikoo Gate cannot be wiped out, it can still make the Taikoo Gate jump up and down.

The second way:

The point is merit!

The ancient world is undoubtedly a high-level world, and the merits produced are far higher than those of the low-level world.

For example, based on the amount of daily merits, the Primordial Realm may be tens of thousands of times more than the Chitong Realm!
After the Tiandao Stele in the Primordial Realm was broken, the merits that Wei An could gain were greatly reduced, but since he was a heaven-level top-rank law, the loss was undoubtedly the biggest among all.

Estimated numerically, the situation should look like this:
The rules are divided into four levels: Tiandi Xuanhuang.

The yellow class is the lowest, with a monthly income of less than [-] merits.

Xuan level is slightly higher, and the monthly income of merit is between [-] and [-].

The prefecture level is good, and the monthly income merits range from one hundred thousand to several million.

The heavenly level is the best, and the monthly income of merit starts at tens of millions, and there is no ceiling.

From this, one can imagine how huge Wei An's loss was, and he had to find a way to make up for this shortfall.

The most sensible approach is obviously to enter another stable and peaceful high-level world for practice as soon as possible.

"With my strength, it shouldn't be a big problem to kill Tantai Sheluo!"

Tantai Sheluo, Wei An has tolerated him for a long time, and has long wanted to kill him.

"However, I don't know anything about the Primordial Heavenly Emperor, so if I rashly go out to make troubles, something may happen to me..."

Wei An weighed it over and over again, and felt that the second path should be the safest, and he would fight until he was invincible, and directly overthrow the whole world!
dong dong!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Wei An glanced at the door, his expression was suddenly surprised, he got up and opened the door, cupped his hands and said, "Your welcome to the 'God of the Labyrinth'."

The person standing outside the door has white beard and hair, and he is the god of the labyrinth.

"You don't have to be polite, Fellow Daoist Mo."

The God of the Labyrinth stroked his beard and smiled, a chrysanthemum-like smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Wei An felt strange in his heart, he had almost no contact with the God of the Labyrinth, why this God suddenly became interested in him.

Seeing it, the God of the Labyrinth took out a letter and handed it over, and said with a smile, "This is your letter."

Wei An glanced inside the envelope, but was blocked by a mysterious force. With his pupil power of thousand eyes, he couldn't see through it for a while.

He couldn't help feeling awe-inspiring, and asked, "Who sent the letter?"

The God of the Labyrinth shook his head and said: "The little god doesn't know, but this letter has the seal of 'Emperor of Heaven' on it, so it must be a big man."

As soon as this word comes out!
Only then did Wei An understand why the God of the Labyrinth was so polite to him.

If a person has something to do with a certain "Emperor of Heaven", no matter whether he is a junior or not, the God of the Labyrinth will definitely not dare to neglect him.

Wei An thanked him and accepted the letter.

The God of the Labyrinth exchanged a few greetings, expressed his intention to win over and make friends, then turned and left with a smile.

Wei An closed the door, sat down to examine the envelope carefully, and tore it open first.

however!
No matter how much force he used, the envelope would not move at all, and its strength was astonishing.

"Hey, could it be that the way I opened it was wrong?"

Wei An narrowed his eyes slightly, touched the envelope, and released his spiritual sense to sense carefully.

After a while, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he finally figured out how to open the letter.

"Well, there is indeed a letter on the envelope, and I need to write my name in order to unseal it."

Wei Anlue pondered for a while, then urged his strength, and wrote the words "Mo Baijuan".

After a while, nothing happened to the envelope.

His face changed for a while, and he wrote the word "Wei An" again.

Whoops!

The envelope burst into flames, and a red key fell out.

Wei An paused for breath, looked at the red key in his hand, and pondered: "Interesting! The sender not only knows where I am, but also knows my real name..."

who? !

A figure suddenly appeared in Wei An's mind, could it be her?

After a long while, the corners of Wei An's mouth curled up, and he said with a smile: "The Emperor of Heaven calls, I have to go if I don't want to go to this date."

He stood up, walked to the door of the back room, and inserted the red key into the keyhole.

Kaka!
With the half turn of the key, the door slowly opened, and a deep vortex appeared behind the door, leading to another world.

Wei An opened his shattering golden eyes, and his gaze immediately passed through layers of fog and through the cracks in time and space.

Suddenly, countless pictures came into view.

Wei An saw a mysterious and vast world, and to his great surprise, that world was clearly divided into four layers.

The lowest level is the underworld, the upper level is the human world, the upper level is the spiritual world, and the highest level is shrouded in fog, making it impossible to see clearly.

"This is, a world of cultivating immortals!!"

Wei An's eyes moved, and he "observed" the energy in that world, which is the aura!
In other words, there is no doubt that the other side is a high-level world!
Boom~~
Time passed quickly, and the vortex behind the door gradually shrank.

If Wei An doesn't step in in time, this passage will be closed.

So, he stopped hesitating and took a step forward, and his figure was engulfed by the vortex in the next instant and disappeared.

Almost at the same time, the red key turned into dust and disappeared.

After the red key disappeared, the vortex at the door also collapsed.

This situation, at the same moment, was all sensed by the god of the labyrinth, but he was bound by a certain contract and could not share this secret with anyone.

next moment!
Wei An's figure shook for a while, and his feet suddenly touched the ground. He quickly stabilized his figure, and finally stood still firmly.

He looked around and found that he was on a small hill, with weeds everywhere and mosquitoes flying around. Not far away, a few gray wolves were eating a goat.

"Huh, what about people?"

Wei An didn't see the sender, he was the only one who stayed alone in a deserted place, after a moment of contemplation, he quickly understood.

"It seems that the other party will not come to see me immediately."

Wei An understood, "Alright, I'll adapt to this world as soon as possible, let's talk about getting stronger first."

Thinking of this, Wei An quickly sensed his body.

Inside, it's empty!
All the mana in his body is gone!
This is normal, his mana is built on the basis of "vital energy", and here is a world full of "spiritual energy".

Different energy environments have completely different laws.

This means that the two great dharma bodies he cultivated in the ancient world [Sacred Armor of Fighting] and [Lights of Ten Thousand Houses] cannot be displayed.

On the contrary, it is the supernatural power [Broken Golden Eye] cultivated in the low-level red pupil world, which can be used normally without being affected at all.

In addition...

Wei An clenched his fists, feeling that his physical strength had not been weakened.

【Name: Wei An】

【Age: 23 years old】

[Supernatural power: Delusion Breaking Golden Eyes]

[Physical Strength: Hundred Refinements Realm]

[merit points: 500 million]

……

"Tsk tsk, such an opening is very awesome!"

Wei An's spirit couldn't help but lift up.

Obviously, a world with aura recognizes Wei An's perverted physical fitness.

After all, in the aura environment, one can also develop a terrifying physique!

On the contrary, in the world without vitality and spiritual energy in the world of red pupils, it is doomed to be impossible to give birth to a physical body in the Hundred Refining Realm!

Therefore, compared to the embarrassment of entering the red pupil world at the beginning, Wei An at this time has not lost everything, and still retains his tyrannical strength.

"great!"

Wei An breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and soon saw a town on the west side of the mountain, more than twenty miles away.

The people in the town are dressed in ancient costumes, and the architectural style is also antique. Even the faces and facial features of the people are of the same race as Wei An.

At first glance, there is almost no big difference from the ancient world.

Wei An strode down the mountain with strides, walking faster and faster.

In a short while, he arrived at the town, walking on the street, and heard the sound of conversations between people.

Wei An can understand!
Because the language used by humans in this world is also the common language of the ancient world.

The people here, apart from speaking with a little dialect, there is nothing special about them.

Wei An looked at the words written on some signboards, which were also familiar to him.

"That is to say, this world and the Primordial Realm, apart from the difference in energy composition, are highly similar in other aspects."

Wei An nodded, feeling that this world was very friendly to a traveler like him.

He walked to a stall and observed the transaction between a pedestrian and a vendor. The currency of the transaction was scattered silver taels.

Wei An was not too surprised by this.

This world is divided into four layers, and he came to the penultimate layer, the human world!

Soon, a notice posted on the wall caught his attention.

It said: Yunyinmen recruits disciples all year round, and those who are under 20 years old and have spiritual roots can sign up.

"Spirit root..."

Wei An frowned slightly, not sure if he had spiritual roots.

He first wrote down the address of Yunyin Gate, and then asked a vendor for the location, and learned that Yunyin Gate was on Yunyin Mountain two hundred miles to the southeast.

Afterwards, he ran towards Yunyin Mountain on foot, his speed was fast, his strides were like flying, and he walked across mountains and rivers, crossing mountains and ridges, it was as easy as breathing.

In a blink of an eye, it was noon.

Wei An looked up, and there was a towering mountain in front of him, surrounded by clouds and mist, which seemed a bit like a fairyland.

Just in the sea of ​​deep clouds and fog, there is an ancient building group hidden, with towers and seats, carved beams and painted buildings, majestic and majestic.

On the mountainside, stands a stone monument.

There are three strong characters written on the stele, it is "Yunyin Gate"!
However, if you look closely, most of the buildings have been mottled and in disrepair for a long time, giving people a feeling of gold and jade on the outside and ruins on the inside.

Wei An took a quick glance and found that there were not very many practitioners in Yunyinmen, probably less than 100.

Regardless of these, Wei An hiked up the mountain and came directly to the stone tablet.

"Stop, who's coming?"

A fat man in white clothes jumped out, with a mustache, holding a chicken leg in his hand, and his mouth was full of grease.

Wei An said lightly, "I'm here to learn from my master."

The fat man in white blinked, looked at Wei An for a while, and asked, "How old are you? We won't accept anyone over 20 years old."

Wei An replied without changing his face: "This year is exactly 19 years old, not yet twenty."

The fat man in white was skeptical, raised his hand and said, "Extend your hand."

Wei An obediently stretched out his hand, and the fat man in white felt his pulse, and immediately yelled angrily: "How dare you deceive the Taoist master!"

"You have a bone age of 23, and you don't have spiritual roots at all, what a fart to practice!"

The fat man in white cursed and swung his hand violently, a strange force burst out and poured on Wei An's body.

call!
The spiritual power was fierce, and the strong wind struck, and all the stones and leaves under his feet were blown away.

The corners of Wei An's clothes fluttered, and his feet stood on the spot, as if they were rooted, unmoving.

"what?!"

Seeing this scene, the fat man in white couldn't help being startled.

He shot out angrily just now, and his subordinates were ruthless. At this time, Wei An should have been thrown out and fell to the bottom of the mountain. He must have broken a few bones.

but……

"You, who are you?"

The fat man in white retreated quickly, wielding a small blue sword with his right hand, and clutching a talisman with his left hand, his expression was dignified, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Wei An didn't change his face, and asked without answering: "Are you sure, I don't have spiritual roots?"

Gollum!

The fat man in white twitched his Adam's apple, swallowed his saliva, nodded with a pale face, and said, "I've checked, you really don't have spiritual roots."

Wei An asked: "Spirit root, what exactly is it?"

The fat man in white was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare not answer: "Spiritual root is the root of life. People with spiritual roots can absorb spiritual energy to practice, otherwise they will be a mortal for the rest of their lives."

Wei An understood it, and asked again: "Is the spiritual root innate?"

The fat man in white nodded and said, "Of course, whether or not a person has spiritual roots is determined from the moment he is born."

"Without exception?"

"... Well, there shouldn't be any, anyway, I haven't heard of any exceptions."

Wei An understood, and then asked: "How is the realm of practice divided?"

The fat man in white was asked questions again and again, as if he was being interrogated, he became more and more impatient, he rang a bell secretly, and replied at the same time: "From low to high, the realm of cultivation can be divided into refining Qi, building foundation, forming alchemy, Nascent Soul, Transforming God, Refining Void, Fusion, Mahayana! It is rumored that there are higher realms above Mahayana, but I can't explain clearly, there is no record in the ancient books."

The corner of Wei An's mouth twitched slightly, and he said in his heart that it was true.

He read it right, this place is a standard world of cultivating immortals!

At this time, whoosh!
The sound of piercing the sky was loud, and several beams of light quickly flew down from the mountain.

Seeing this, the fat man in white laughed loudly and said, "Crazy man, you are finished, let's see how my master will deal with you!"

Standing with his hands behind his back, Wei An saw a middle-aged monk in a green robe descending from the sky. A long sword hovered beside him, lingering in a blue light, and his appearance was extraordinary.

At the same time, four young monks also landed together, guarding the middle-aged monk, each of them aggressive.

When the fat man in white saw the middle-aged monk, he quickly shouted: "Master, this man is plotting evil..."