Fantasy World Transmigration

The King of Yiqu didn't know that Chen Ang and Wukong had disappeared for a while, and he didn't even know that the one who dealt with him during the banquet had become a vellus clone of Wukong, and the deity was ordered by his teacher to torture the baboon demon himself, and wanted to kill him on it. The anatomy experiment on the body only showed that Zhou Bofu was insane, and he was about to go crazy.

Seeing that Chen Ang was present, King Yiqu quickly put on the most enthusiastic smile, and asked his guards to bring a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, and took him by the hand, and came to Chen Ang.

King Yiqu lowered his posture, took the initiative to compliment him, and then asked: "Xiao Wang has an unfeeling request, and I ask the elder to consider it. My son has been stubborn since he was a child, but I love him very much. I adore the way of immortals, and today I saw the immortal master's supernatural powers and extraordinary powers, so I wanted to worship under the immortal master's door and learn some skills. Xiao Wang took the liberty to ask, and please don't blame the immortal elder!"

"How dare you!" Chen Ang looked at the young man with a smile. For some reason, when King Yiqu saw Chen Ang's eyes, his back suddenly felt a little cold, as if he had cheated someone.

The young man was dressed in brocade clothes, and he was very energetic, but Chen Ang really liked this kind of guy with his nostrils upturned and his toes high.

Didn't he have a starting point for the "predecessors" in the ancient fantasy world? He likes to be humble and begs to take an apprentice back to worship. That boy is not a third-rate fantasy protagonist, his name is just an ordinary dog ​​Rong Hu Ming, neither Long Aotian, Ye Xingfeng, Jianshang, Leng Ye or anything like that.

It is really just when Chen Ang has finished formulating an experiment plan, and when the enthusiasm for research is on the rise, he can see this kind of talent and quality, which is really a natural beauty... just now Chen Ang was still feeling that Yuantong looks quite like a guinea pig Although Chen Ang has done many experiments with his apprentices, there are not one or two madmen under his command.

But those are some experiments with relatively small side effects, such as the spiritual experiment of feeding disciples with drugs, Chen Ang is still more willing to catch some wild mice for use.

As soon as the idea came up, someone took the initiative to send the materials, even to avoid Chen Ang's guilt (which does not exist), and even arranged a nostrils, high-spirited character, it is a perfect fit, although Chen Ang has never cared about sympathy Heart and kindness, but also gladly accepted this kind of thoughtful arrangement!

The young man is called Chi Le, and he is the sixth son of King Yiqu. Now the head of Yuzhi tribe is his own uncle. Among the six tribes of Yiqu, four of them support Juyan's rebels who usurped the throne, and the only one who supports King Yiqu Of the two parts, there is the Yuzhi part, so he is the most loved by King Yiqu, but how much of it is for his uncle, and how much of it is natural family affection, it's hard to say!

Chen Ang thought for a while, but still shirked and said: "The four of me, the master and the apprentice, went west all the way to collect wind and study. We really can't stay in this Yiqu country for a long time, and we will go west sooner or later. Yu Shui! When the time comes to set off to the west, wouldn’t the two be separated? Besides, the sixth prince’s head is tall and horny, and he looks like a master. I don’t know how long it will take to go west with me, a poor man. Datong’s hope?”

Hearing the words 'inherit the great order', the young man's expression changed. He didn't think that following the 'immortal' to go west to such a fierce place as Guifang Rongbu was more important than inheriting the orthodoxy of the Yiqu country. A little awe of Chen Ang's supernatural powers suppressed his face, but now he couldn't bear it.

The boy raised his face, turned his nostrils to Chen Ang and said, "Who are you? What are you capable of being my master?"

Without waiting for King Yiqu to stop him, the guy sneered and said, "A mere illusion of manipulating vegetation is as powerful as the spells of wizards? The wizards in my family can arrest ghosts and gods, practice witchcraft, and can beheaded without dying. Flying heads to kill people. Drive the plague, slaughter a large tribe of thousands of people at every turn, and make those powerful warriors die of pus and blood festering, screaming for seven days and seven nights."

"They don't dare to say that they accept me as their apprentice, what ability do you have to dare to say such big words? Is it just relying on your illusions?"

The sixth prince, Chile, pointed at the mandala flowers blooming all over the deer terrace, with a look of disdain,

He shouted: "You demonstrate a few spells first, if it is really that powerful, promise me three conditions, and I will worship you as my teacher!"

Chen Ang felt quite emotional in his heart. Although he had tried his best to despise the IQ of those idiots, he often found out that he still underestimated the stupidity of those people, but he just smiled slightly and said before King Yiqu panicked: "I I don't have any skills, dare to accept the sixth prince as a disciple. Wukong...you come here!"

Wukong was already watching the joke, and when he heard Chen Ang ordering him, he immediately jumped out and said, "If Master has any orders, just order me!"

"The sixth prince wants to test our master and apprentice's spells. Show him a few hands. If the sixth prince can afford it, then our master and apprentice have a noble person to support us!" Chen Ang said lightly.

Wukong scratched his right cheek and shouted: "Master, are you accepting a disciple, or inviting the master! When the disciple was apprenticed to the master, he didn't dare to say that!"

Chen Ang smiled slightly: "How dare you accept the sixth prince as an apprentice, just teach some interesting spells to relieve the sixth prince's boredom!"

Hearing the song, Wukong understood with a smile, and said with a smile: "Master, your old trickery and abduction have been exposed! We master and apprentice don't have any magic tricks, they are all deceptive little illusions, such as paper people, paper horses, and drugged clothes. Liu, I will show you one!"

After finishing speaking, he took out a piece of yellow paper, cut out a figure with his hands, and blew on it, the yellow paper figure grew a foot taller, Wukong pretended to be sweating profusely, puffed up and blew continuously After seven mouthfuls, he was so embarrassed that he blew up the paper figurine to the size of an ordinary person, but secretly asked Chen Ang, "Master, what kind of magic can you show him?"

Chen Ang said calmly: "This child belongs to an uncle, and now in the first month, I think his hair should be cut!"

"Good talk! Easy talk!" Wukong laughed, and asked the sixth prince, "Is there anyone the prince would like to see? I'll arrest his soul right now! Tell him to talk to the sixth prince."

The sixth prince sneered and said, "Can you capture souls with your skills? It's something that even wizards can't do. I'm afraid you'll use illusion to deceive me! If you have the ability, please invite my uncle, and I will follow him." Say a few words!"

Wukong looked embarrassed, he hesitated and said: "This... what does the prince's uncle look like? Do you have a personal token? It's best, let me see..."

The sixth prince's doubts at first turned into ten, and he sneered: "What is his identity as an old man, you can see him whenever you want. But I really have his token here, so you don't have to make excuses." So he described his uncle's appearance, half truth and half false, but he also put some thought into it.

Wukong laughed at him secretly, escaped with a little soul, and saw that Wukong was stunned for a moment, then trembled suddenly, but he captured the heavenly soul and earth soul of the sixth prince's uncle from the underworld. Pointing at the yellow paper man, it was attached to the paper man, but there was only a clumsy graffiti on the face of the yellow paper man, which was the uncle described by the sixth prince.

The sixth prince saw that the yellow paper man suddenly moved, and looked around blankly. When he saw the sixth prince, he seemed to be taken aback. The paper man moved, but no human voice was heard.

The sixth prince looked at it coldly for a moment, then suddenly drew his sword, cut the paper figurine in half, chopped off its head, and cursed: "I made a mistake on purpose, just to arrest you and let you know, my uncle is A beard, not a smudge on the lips."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a horrified cry from King Yiqu. When the sixth prince looked back, he saw the head of the paper man turned into a bloody head. Look at the bearded face. The sixth prince felt familiar with the look of shock and horror. After a closer look, isn't it his own uncle!

The sixth prince's face turned pale for a moment, he couldn't hold the sword in his hand, and looked down, there was a smear of blood dripping down from the sword's edge.

"Ah!" The sixth prince screamed in horror, and the sword he bought in his hand fell without knowing it. The Yiqu king was even more terrified, looking at Chen Ang and Wukong master and apprentice, terrified.

Wukong shook his head and sighed, "I couldn't stop him, why did you kill him?"