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

The caravan quickly set up camp, set up tents, and built a bonfire. Everyone knew that the cold night was even more terrifying.

Wei An sat cross-legged, eating dry food and jerky.

"Hero Zhang, please disrespect and disrespect!"

At this time, a strong man in a white robe came over, holding two water bags in his hands, and put them in front of Wei An.

Wei An knew this person.

He is Wu Fengming, the leader of the Blue Eagle Caravan. He is skilled in martial arts, and he is also a seventh-rank martial artist.

I heard people chatting and mentioning that Wu Fengming's home is in Liangzhou, and he went to the northwest border mainly to buy goods.

The cotton cloth produced in the northwest frontier is of high quality, there is also a rare and precious spice, and rare minerals that are occasionally found, all of which are of high quality and low price.

Wei An glanced at the water bag, and said calmly: "Leader Wu, you don't get paid for nothing, what do you mean?"

Wu Fengming continued: "We are both warriors, there is no other meaning in making friends."

Wei An was silent, nodded and said: "Then Zhang will not be polite."

Wu Fengming laughed and beckoned, and soon someone brought a jug of wine, two bowls, and a portion of stewed beef.

The two chatted while eating.

"According to the current speed of travel, I estimate that in two days, we will arrive at the Longmen Inn, and we will be able to replenish the water source there." Wu Fengming said with a smile.

Dragon Inn?

Wei An has known for a long time that there are some similarities between this world and Blue Star's civilization development. For example, there is a Dunhuang relic in Liangzhou, where countless Buddha statues stand, and it is very famous.

Therefore, Wei An couldn't help asking: "What kind of place is this Dragon Inn?"

"You haven't been there?"

Wu Fengming was surprised, and guessed that Wei An was either a native of the northwest frontier, or a detour from the Western Regions, but he remained calm and replied with a smile:

"This Longmen Inn has appeared in the desert since some time ago, and it is also a ruin.

It is rumored that in the very distant ancient times, there existed an extremely rich royal palace in that place, which was later buried by wind and sand.

However, every 100 years, the wind and sand will disperse, and then the palace with countless treasures will appear in the world.

And the 'Dragon Gate' is the entrance to that palace! "

Hearing this, Wei An couldn't help laughing and said: "The imperial palace appears once in a hundred years, how many years have passed, and the treasures inside have been emptied long ago, right?"

"Well, I can't tell."

Wu Fengming laughed and said: "Everything is rumor, some are true and some are false, but there is one thing that is true."

He suddenly straightened his expression, and said solemnly: "Behind the Longmen Inn, there is a stone tablet. On the stone tablet is a sword mark left by a certain first-rank sword master. Countless people came to watch, trying to understand the way of the sword from that sword mark. Mystery."

"First-rank sword master!" Wei An finally became interested, "Has anyone realized anything?"

71 She is in Longmen, can't forget

"Yes, I have!"

Wu Fengming talked about this with relish.

"Many people saw with their own eyes the figure of Mohu dancing with a sword on the stele from time to time."

He chuckled and pointed to his nose, "I also saw the figure on the stone tablet by chance, and I can testify that the rumors are true."

"Oh, it's true?!"

Wei An blinked and exclaimed: "Even if you only learn a little bit of the swordsmanship of a first-rank sword master, it will benefit you a lot. Have you learned anything?"

"Well, the unfathomable knowledge of a first-rank sword master is naturally inspiring to me." Wu Fengming said with a mocking smile.

Wei An understood, and guessed that although Wu Fengming saw the figure on the stone tablet, he didn't comprehend every move.

I saw it, but I didn't seem to see anything.

A missed opportunity.

Immediately, Wei An thought, what level would a stone tablet with the sword marks left by a first-rank sword master be?

Day Silver?

Morning Gold?

"Well, if I steal the stele and keep it as my own, and then keep asking people to imitate it, maybe someone can really understand the true biography of a first-rank sword master."

Wei An shuddered, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

The night passed quickly.

Before dawn the next day, the blue eagle caravan set off early, kept a long queue, and continued to cross the Gobi desert.

"Brother Zhang..."

The young man Ye Xiaocheng came over, his sallow complexion slightly improved.

Last night, Wei An distributed a bag of water to him, and the family finally had enough to drink.

Ye Xiaocheng smiled shyly, rubbing his hands back and forth.

Seeing this, Wei An knew what he wanted to do.

On the way here, Wei An was idle and bored, so he "lend" the basic exercise "Hunyuan Pile" that he carried with him to Ye Xiaocheng to read, and then performed a simulation.

As a result, it's a pity!

Ye Xiaocheng didn't have any talent in martial arts, he only practiced Hunyuan Zhuang to a great degree, and then he became an ordinary person all his life, selling sesame seed cakes for a living, and died of tuberculosis in his later years.

"Why, you still want to read that secret book?" Wei An asked with a smile.

"Uh-huh!"

Ye Xiaocheng nodded like a chicken pecking rice, his face full of anticipation, "I want to learn martial arts, and I also want to become a hero like Brother Zhang."

Wei An had no choice but to lend out the Hunyuan pile secret book again, and said, "Okay, let me lend you another day to read it, and return it to me before dark."

Ye Xiaocheng was overjoyed, and ran back to his mother with the book in his hand, looking at it while walking, sometimes gesticulating with his fists, having a great time.

I walked so hurriedly for two days...

In the evening, the front of the Blue Eagle Caravan stopped suddenly, and there was a faint commotion.

"what happened?"

"Not very clear, it seems that there is a person lying on the road with blood on his body, and he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive."

After Wei An heard the question and answer, he hesitated for a moment, his figure swayed, and he quickly came to the front of the team.

Keep an eye on it!

In the middle of the road, there was a man in a blue Taoist robe lying on his stomach, with disheveled hair and blood on his body.

"Where did this man come from?"

"This place is less than twenty miles away from Longmen Inn. He may have come from Longmen Inn."

"Look, it seems to be breathing."

"Leader, make up your mind, whether to care or not?"

The members of the Blue Eagle Caravan were talking for a long time, and everyone looked at Wu Fengming and let him make the decision.

Wu Fengming was silent for a while, nodded and said: "Turn him over first, and then we can talk about the situation."

So, a clerk stepped forward and turned the man over, face up to the sky.

"what?!"

Everyone was startled and exclaimed.

I saw that the man was very young, handsome, and his face was like a crown of jade, but for some reason, his two arms were dripping with blood, and the wounds were intertwined horizontally and vertically.

"Boss, look at his arm, it seems to be engraved with words?" The man suddenly shouted.

Everyone stepped forward one after another and looked down, only to realize that the scars on the young man's arms were not scratched casually, but were clearly written stroke by stroke.

On the left arm is written: She is at Longmen;

On the right arm is written: can't forget;

Everyone knows every word in blood, but the combination of these two sentences makes everyone look at each other in dismay, not knowing why.

Wei An just watched the excitement, with Wu Fengming present, there was no need for him to overwhelm the host.

But as he glanced away!

"Huh, what is that?"

Wei An's childish hole couldn't help shrinking back, his gaze was fixed on the golden bracelet on the young man's right wrist.

[Item: Golden Bracelet]

【Label: Noble Phantasm】

[Level: Level 5 Morning Gold]

[Simulate this object once and consume 100000 low-grade rough stones. Do you want to activate the simulation? 】

"Morning gold class, treasure?"

Wei An's heart was shocked. You must know that the Meteorite Sword he forged with great pains is only a day silver item. Although it has the power to cut iron like mud, it is still not a treasure.

This young man is not easy!

Wei An remained silent, walked forward slowly, took out the water bag and poured it into the young man's mouth.

"Cough cough!"

The young man's chapped lips were bright red. He opened his eyes, couldn't help coughing violently, and sat up slowly.

Everyone has noticed that the young man's eyes are bright and his appearance is extraordinary, he does not look like an ordinary person.

For a moment, the crowd subconsciously took a few steps back, leaving a large circle.

In the circle, only Wei An did not move.

The young man stood up, looked at Wei An and the others, and asked, "Who are you?"

Wei An replied: "We are a caravan from the northwest border, passing by here, and found you passed out in the middle of the road."

Just as the young man was about to speak, he suddenly let out a hey, looked down at his arms, and said in surprise, "What's wrong with my arm, who hurt my arm?"

Wei An frowned, and asked back, "You don't know who hurt you?"

The young man thought for a while, looked carefully at the words, suddenly gasped, and said, "Strange, this is my handwriting. Could it be that I carved the words on my arm?"

As soon as this word comes out!

Wu Fengming and the others backed away again, looking at the young man's eyes, as if they were insane.

Wei An was speechless: "Then you still remember what your name is?"

"What you said, how could I forget my name?"

The young man raised his chest and raised his head, cupped his hands and said, "You don't change your name or surname when you go down, Li Xian!"

Wei An observed the words and expressions, and based on his preliminary judgment with the vision of a doctor, he did not find that Li Xian was suffering from madness.

Of course, if he performed the wonderful mudra and gave Li Xian a full-body examination, he should be able to determine immediately whether there is something wrong with this person's brain.

But Wei An didn't intend to reveal the truth, and said slightly: "You have engraved the words 'can't forget' on your arm. If you engraved these four words yourself, then you may suffer from amnesia. Forget something important."

"Well, that makes sense!"

Li Xian nodded first, then shook his head and said: "But you are wrong. I have a photographic memory since I was a child, and I have a superb memory. I will never forget anything. It is difficult to forget."

Wei An said speechlessly: "Then tell me, how did you get here?"

"Uh……"

Li Xian was speechless, and patted his head, as if he couldn't remember anything.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

He pondered for a while, "The other four words 'she is in Longmen', who is she? Longmen..."

Li Xian turned around, looked into the distance, and pondered: "My memory really has a problem. It seems that I'm going to the Dragon Inn."