Fantasy World Transmigration - 901. Chapter 901

King 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 had become a velvet clone of Wukong, and the deity was ordered by his teacher to torture the baboon monster, to be in it. The body anatomy experiment only caused Zhou Bofu’s mental disorder, and he was already going crazy.

When King Yiqu saw Chen Ang attending, he quickly put on his most enthusiastic smile, and asked his guards to bring a 14-five-year-old boy with him by the hand and came to Chen Ang.

King Yiqu lowered his posture, offered a few words of compliment, and asked: “Xiao Wang has an unsympathetic request. Please consider it. My son has been stubborn since he was a child, but he is extremely fond of him. My heart admires the immortal Dao, today I saw the immortal long’s magical powers and extraordinary powers, so I wanted to worship under the immortal long sect and learn some skills. Xiao Wang took the liberty to ask me, and please don’t blame the immortal long!”

“How dare you dare!” Chen Ang looked at the young man with a smile. For some reason, King Yiqu saw Chen Ang’s eyes suddenly chills on his back, and he always felt like he had pitted someone.

The boy was dressed in brocade clothes and was extremely agitated, but Chen Ang really liked the appearance of such high-pitched and arrogant nostrils.

Doesn’t he have a starting point for the “senior master” hobby in the ancient fantasy novels, and he likes to ask for an apprentice to come back for worship. That boy is not the protagonist of a third-rate fantasy novel, his name is just an ordinary one. His dog Ronghu’s name is not Long Aotian, Ye Xingfeng, Jianshang, Lengye or something.

It is true that when Chen Ang has formulated an experimental plan and the desire for research is high, he can see the beauty of such talents, and they are indeed natural beauty… Just now Chen Ang was still feeling that Yuantong looks quite like a guinea pig. Potential, but after all, there is a sense of incense. Although Chen Ang has done many experiments with his apprentice, there are not one or two crazy demons under his hands.

But those are experiments with relatively small side effects, like this mental experiment of feeding the disciples and taking drugs, Chen Ang is still more willing to catch some wild mice for use.

As soon as the thought moved, someone took the initiative to send in materials, and even to avoid Chen Ang’s guilt (non-existent), they even arranged a high-pitched character with upturned nostrils. It was a match made in heaven, although Chen Ang never cared about sympathy. Such things as heart and kindness, but also happy to accept this kind of thoughtful arrangement!

The young man was called Chile, the sixth son of King Yiqu, and now that Yuzhi tribe is his uncle. Among the six tribes of Yiqu, four of them support Juyan’s usurpation of the throne, and the only one supports King Yiqu. There is the Yu Zhibu in the two parts, so he is most loved by the King of Righteousness, but some of it is for his uncle, and some of it is natural family affection, it is hard to say!

Chen Ang thought for a while, but still bucked his excuses: “My four masters and apprentices went all the way to the west to gather style and travel to learn. I really can’t stay in this country of Yiqu for a long time. Sooner or later, I will go west. Yu Shui! When the time comes to set off to the west, wouldn’t it be the separation of the two flesh and blood? And look at the six prince’s heads and corners, the portrait of a man and a master, and I, a poor man, will travel to study. I don’t know how long it will take to go west. Datong’s hope?”

Hearing the four words’inherit the Datong’, the young man’s face changed. He didn’t think that following the’god’ to the ghost Fangrong’s fierce land is more important than inheriting the orthodoxy of the Yiqu Kingdom. A little awe of Chen Ang’s magical powers suppressed his expression, but now he couldn’t bear it.

The young man raised his face and turned his nostrils to Chen Ang and said, “Who are you? What can I do to be my master?”

Without waiting for King Yiqu to stop, the servant sneered: “A little illusion of manipulating plants and trees is comparable to the magic of wizards? The wizards of my clan can arrest ghosts and gods, practice witchcraft, and beheaded without death. Fly to kill people. To drive out the plague, slaughter a large tribe of thousands of people at every turn, and call those mighty warriors to death with pus and blood, screaming for seven days and seven nights.”

“They still don’t dare to say anything about accepting me as a disciple. What do you have to dare to say such big things? Are you relying on your illusions?”

The Sixth Prince Chile pointed at the mandala flower full of deer terraces, with a disdainful face, yelled: “You first demonstrate a few spells. If it is really that powerful, if you allow me three conditions, I will worship you as a teacher. !”

Chen Ang was very emotional. Although he had tried his best to contempt the IQs of those stupid people, he often found out that he still underestimated the stupidity of those stupid people, but he just smiled on his face and said before the king of Yiqu panicked: “I I don’t have any abilities to accept the Six Prince as a disciple. Wukong…come here!”

Wukong was watching a joke on the side, and when he heard Chen Ang’s call, he immediately jumped out and said, “Master has any instructions, just call me!”

“The sixth prince wants to test the spells of our master and apprentice. Take a few hands and show him. If the sixth prince can still see it, our master and apprentice will be supported by a noble person!” Chen Ang said indifferently.

Wukong grabbed his right cheek and shouted, “Master, you are accepting disciples, or you should invite uncle! When disciples were apprentices, I didn’t dare to say that!”

Chen Ang smiled slightly: “How dare you accept the Six Prince as a disciple, just teach some interesting spells to relieve the Six Princes!”

Wukong heard the song and laughed, and said with a smile: “Master, you can be exposed to the abduction of your old scams! How can my masters and disciples have any spells, they are all deceptive little illusions, such as paper people, paper horses, and ecstasy. Flow, I will show you one!”

After speaking, he took out a piece of yellow paper, cut out a human figure with his hand, and blew a breath. The yellow paper man grew a foot taller, and Wukong pretended to be sweating profusely, puffing and blowing. After seven mouthfuls, I was embarrassed, and then he made the paper man the size of an ordinary person, but secretly asked Chen Ang, “Master, what spell to show him off?”

Chen Ang calmly said: “This child is a real uncle. Now in the first month of the year, I think it’s time for his hair to be cut!”

“Good talk! Good talk!” Wukong smiled and asked the six princes: “Does the prince have anyone he would like to see? I’m going to put his soul here! Tell him to talk to the six princes.”

The sixth prince sneered: “Can your way and deeds also capture the soul? Something that wizards can’t do, I’m afraid that you can use illusions to deceive me! If you have the ability, please invite my uncle, and I will talk to him. Say a few words!”

Wukong looked embarrassed and hesitated, “This…what does the prince’s uncle look like? Is there any personal tokens? Best, let me see…”

The six-point suspicion of the sixth prince immediately became ten, and he sneered: “What status is his old man? How can you see him if you want to. But I really have his token here, so you don’t have to make excuses.” So he described his uncle’s appearance, half true and half false, but also distracted.

Wukong laughed at him secretly, a little soul escaped, and watched Wukong sluggish for a moment, and suddenly trembled, but it was the uncle of the Sixth Prince’s uncle’s heavenly soul and the earthly soul from the underworld. Pointing to the yellow paper man, he attached it to the paper man, but there was only a botched graffiti on the yellow paper man’s face, which was what the uncle described by the six princes.

When the Sixth Prince saw the yellow paper man suddenly moved, he looked around blankly. When he saw the Sixth Prince, he seemed shocked, pointing at him and shouting, but the yellow paper was speechless and tongueless. The paper people move, but no human voice is heard.

The sixth prince looked at him coldly for a moment, then suddenly drew his sword, cut the paper man in two paragraphs, cut off his head, and cursed: “I deliberately said something wrong, just to catch you, and let you know that my uncle is The beard is not a touch on the lips.”

Before he finished his words, he heard the horrified cry of King Yiqu. When the sixth prince looked back, he saw that the fallen head of the paper man suddenly turned into a blood-stained head. Look at that face with a beard. With the look of horror, the sixth prince felt familiar, and after a closer look, he was his own uncle!

The six princes were instantly indifferent, unable to hold the sword in his hand, and looking down, a smear of blood dripped from the sword’s edge.

“Ah!” The Sixth Prince screamed in horror, and the sword he bought fell without realizing it. King Yiqu was even more terrified. He looked at Chen Ang and Wukong’s masters and apprentices in horror.

Wukong shook his head there and sighed, “I can’t stop him, why did you kill him?”