My Teacher is Sun Wukong

Zhaotou people took out a big bowl, filled it with wine, handed it to Xiao Fei, and shouted: "Please!" "After drinking this bowl of wine, you will not be lonely on Huangquan Road!"

The average person sees the raging sea of ​​the knife and the sea is so terrible, and the heart is more or less a little bit of fear. Drinking can be courageous, so this wine is called a strong drink. At the same time, it is also called the delivery of wine, because once it is on the mountain of fire, it will be disabled if it does not die. Even if there are real warriors who can survive, they will be dying after passing.

"It's not necessary at all." However, Xiao Fei waved his hand and said faintly.

When I stepped forward, I walked over to the sea of ​​fire.

Jin Sanmei stunned her eyes and did not dare to see him being burned by fire. However, he put down his hands and his face showed a firm look.

"And slow!" Just as Xiao Fei had to step into the sea of ​​fire, Zhaotou people stopped him.

"What are your requirements?" Xiao Fei asked.

"The warriors who are under the fire must take off their shoes and socks." Zhaotou said coldly.

"What is the difference between such a big fire and taking off your shoes and socks?" Xiao Fei said: "You have your rules, and I have my rules. That is, I have to maintain my image at all times."

"Hey!" Zhaotou people screamed coldly, what they were about to say, only to see that Xiao Fei had stepped into the sea of ​​fire.

The blazing flame burned fiercely under his feet. The gale from the flames blows his clothes up and down, blowing his hair... He is short-haired, or he will fly with the wind.

In the flame, he is like a phoenix of a fire. Another example is that a person stands in the fire scene.

However, not only did he not be burnt, but his clothes were not ignited, and even one of his hair was not burnt.

"How can this be!"

Everyone in the four Yaozhai looked at them, and they were all stupid. They couldn’t believe their eyes.

Jin Sanmei’s eyes widened and looked at Xiao Fei in the flame, feeling like she was dreaming. At this point, she finally understood the words that Xiao Fei told her: I am even more powerful than the mountain god. "He is really better than the mountain god! What is he?" Jin Sanmei thought in a trembling heart.

“Don't you say he is a waste?”

"Don't you say that he doesn't even dare to shoot or shoot?"

"Isn't that he is bragging?"

"How could he be in a hurry when he was in the sea?"

They remembered the words that Xiaofei said when they laughed at themselves. The people in Zhaojiazhai were silent. Originally thought that Xiao Fei was just a Han Chinese with an embroidered pillow, but he did not expect him to be powerful, they could not imagine.

The Zhaotou people and the masters are sullen, and they will never think of it. The legendary warriors who have passed the three levels are rushing out of the sea at a very fast speed, while Xiao Fei is standing leisurely inside. Even more frightening is that the flame did not burn him.

Standing in the fire for five minutes, Xiao Fei walked out of the sea of ​​fire and said to Zhaotou and Master: "How about letting me stand in the sea for a while? It’s too simple to get off the fire."

"Impossible!" Zhaotou people shouted.

“How did you do it?” the master screamed and asked: “Even if you are not afraid of fire, your clothes should be burned and your hair should be burned...”

"That is because the old mother just took care of me and used her power to add to me. Since the old mother is blessing me, then it is wrong to prove that your divination results are wrong." Xiao Fei said.

After listening to Xiao Fei’s words, the hearts of the crowd were trembled. It seems that only this explanation is reasonable. If there is no blessing of the old mother, ordinary people have already been burned to death!

"You fart!" the master public screamed: "There are two levels left after the three levels, you just passed a level."

"The next step is Shangdaoshan? Simple." Xiao Fei said. As soon as the body was vertical, it jumped on the top of the big stake. The whole body of the wooden stakes is a sharp knife, and as long as it reaches the top, it is a success.

He can fly! ? Even if ordinary people are more powerful, they can't jump to the top of Knife Hill. The crowd in Yaozhai was once again shocked.

"You are not a knife-high mountain. Shangdaoshan must step on the blade and climb up step by step!" said the master coldly.

"Okay, it depends on your rules." Xiao Fei said.

Jumped from the knife mountain, then grabbed the knife on the top of the knife with both hands. Like a monkey, I quickly climbed up.

"His hands are not bleeding?"

"His feet are not hurt!"

The crowd is dumbfounded again. In the past, those warriors who had passed the three levels had never had a pass, and they would all be bruised and bruised. Xiao Fei was so relaxed, and even the clothes were not chaotic.

"I have already said that the old mother is blessing me, so even if it is above the knife mountain, I am as flat. Master, you admit it." Xiao Fei said.

"You don't feel too early, there is a third level!" said the master coldly. When I saw Xiao Fei crossing the customs, I had a strange thing twice. He was already scared in my heart. Even those villagers have gradually believed that Xiao Fei has a blessing of the old mother. But now, he is already riding a tiger.

"What is the third level?" Xiao Fei asked.

"The third level is to compete with our strongest warriors in Zhaojiazhai." Master said, turning his head and shouting to a man: "Zhao Yongqiang, you, come out and compare with him!"

Zhao Yongqiang walked out of the crowd with fear and shrinkage. His face showed a fearful look. He snorted and snorted. "The master, I... I don't dare to compare with him."

"You dare not compare with him? You are not the strongest warrior in our village, how can it be scared by a Han Chinese?" Master Gong yelled.

"If it is an ordinary Han Chinese, I am definitely not afraid..." Zhao Yongqiang said, "But he, he is not an ordinary person, the flames can't even burn his clothes, and the blade can't even cut his skin. He is the old mother. The incarnation of the body has the power of the old mother to give him. Master, I advise you to admit it, the old mother is showing up..."

His ideas have already represented the ideas of most Yao people. Two incidents of divine affairs have already made them believe that Xiao Fei has a blessing of the old mother, and has begun to believe that the master has cheated in divination.

After two passes, Xiao Fei said that it is the power of the old mother, not the ability to do it, and she has already seen results.

"Nonsense!" The master anger yelled: "Through the three levels, it is also the rules set by the old mother. If he does not finish all, he can't prove that the old mother is blessing him."

"That's okay." Zhao Yongqiang stood out from the crowd and came to Xiao Fei.