The King of Yiqu naturally didn't know that Chen Ang and Wukong had been missing for a while. He didn't even know that the one dealing with him at the banquet had become a hair clone of Wukong, and his main body had been ordered by his master to torture the baboon demon to dissect it and experiment on it, causing Zhou Bofu to lose his mind and was about to go crazy.
When the Yiqu King saw that Chen Ang was present, he quickly put on a warm smile and called his subordinate to bring a fourteen-fifteen year old boy. Holding his hand, he came in front of Chen Ang.
The Yiqu King lowered his stance and took the initiative to say a few words before asking, "This little king has a presumptuous request that I ask the immortal elder to consider. My son has been mischievous since he was young, but I like him a lot. He admires the immortal path and seeing the immortal elder's magical powers today, he wants to become an immortal elder's disciple and learn some skills. This little king is presumptuous, I ask the immortal elder not to blame me! "
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!" Chen Ang smiled as he looked at the youth. For some unknown reason, when the Yiqu King saw Chen Ang's eyes, he felt a chill run down his back, feeling like he had tricked someone.
That youth was wearing embroidered clothes and looked very arrogant, but Chen Ang really liked this kind of arrogant person with his nose in the sky.
It wasn't that he had the masochistic hobby of a 'senior expert' from an ancient fantasy novel and liked to beg for a disciple to worship. That youth was not the main character of a third rate fantasy novel and his name was just a normal War Hounds name. He was not called Long Aotian, Ye Xingfeng, Sword Death, or Leng Ye.
It was just when Chen Ang had finished making an experiment plan and his desire for research was high, he could see this kind of talent, it was truly a natural beauty ….. Chen Ang was just sighing that although Yuan Tong looked like he had the potential to be a lab rat, he still had a relationship with him. Although Chen Ang had experimented with his disciples many times, there were not just one or two crazy people under him.
But those were experiments with small side effects. For experiments like feeding drugs to his disciples, Chen Ang was more willing to catch wild lab rats.
With a thought, someone took the initiative to send him materials. In order to avoid Chen Ang's guilt (which did not exist), he even arranged for a person with his nose in the sky and an arrogant attitude, this was a match made in heaven. Although Chen Ang never cared about things like compassion and kindness, he still happily accepted this kind of arrangement!
The young man was called Chi Lei, and he was the sixth son of the King of Yi Qu. The current division leader of Yu Zhi was his uncle. Among the six divisions of Yi Qu, four of them supported the rebels who had usurped the throne. The only two that supported the King of Yi Qu were the Yu Zhi division. Therefore, he was the favorite of the King of Yi Qu. However, it was hard to say how much of it was because of his uncle, or how much of it was because of family!
Chen Ang thought for a while and still tried to shirk the responsibility, "The four of us, master and disciples, have been travelling to the west to learn and learn. We really cannot stay in this Yi Qu Country for long. Sooner or later, we will have to go to the west. The relationship between the King and your son, blood is thicker than water! When the time comes, wouldn't we be separating the two of you? And looking at Sixth Prince's outstanding talent, you look like you have a master. If you follow a poor scholar like me to learn, who knows how long it will take. Won't you lose all hope of inheriting the throne in the future? "
Hearing the words' inheriting the throne ', the youth's expression changed. He did not think that following a' deity 'to a dangerous place like the Fang Rong division was more important than inheriting the Yi Qu Country's orthodoxy. Originally, he was still afraid of Chen Ang's supernatural powers and spells, so he suppressed his expression, but now he could not bear it anymore.
The youth raised his head and pointed his nostrils at Chen Ang, "Who are you? What ability do you have to be my teacher? "
Without waiting for the Yi Qu King to stop him, this fellow sneered, "How can a mere illusion to control plants be more powerful than the sorcerers' spells? The sorcerers in my tribe can summon ghosts and gods, practice witchcraft, can behead without dying, and kill people with flying heads. They can control plagues and easily massacre a large tribe of thousands, causing those powerful warriors to die from pus and ulceration, screaming for seven days and seven nights. "
"Even they don't dare to say that they will take me as their disciple, what ability do you have to dare to say such big words? Just based on these few illusions of yours? "
Sixth Prince Chi Lei pointed at the mandala flowers that were blooming all over Deer Terrace Pavilion, and with a face full of disdain, he shouted, "Show me a few spells first, if you are really that powerful, give me three conditions, and I will take you as my teacher!"
Chen Ang sighed in his heart. Although he had already tried his best to look down on the intelligence of those idiots, only now did he realize that he had still underestimated their stupidity. But he only smiled, and before the Yi Qu King could panic, he said, "I also don't have any ability to take the Sixth Prince as my disciple. Monkey King … come here! "
Monkey King was already watching from the side, and when he heard Chen Ang's order, he immediately jumped out and said, "Teacher, if you have any orders, feel free to order me!"
"The Sixth Prince wants to test our spells, show him a few spells, and if the Sixth Prince thinks highly of us, then we will have a noble person to support us!" Chen Ang said lightly.
Monkey King scratched his right cheek, and said, "Teacher, are you taking in a disciple, or are you inviting a master! When I was taking you as my teacher, I didn't dare to say that! "
Chen Ang smiled, "How would I dare to take the Sixth Prince as my disciple, I only want to impart some interesting spells to the Sixth Prince to relieve his boredom!"
When Wukong heard the song, he understood and said with a smile, "Master, your swindling has been exposed, right? We don't have any spells, they are all little tricks, such as paper dolls, paper horses, bewitching drugs, and so on. Let me show you one! "
After that, he took out a piece of yellow paper, cut a human figure, and blew on it. The yellow paper doll grew one foot taller, and Monkey King pretended to be sweating profusely, and blew on it seven times in a row. Finally, the paper doll grew to the size of a normal person, and he secretly asked Chen Ang, "Teacher, what spells do you show him?"
Chen Ang said calmly, "This child belongs to his uncle, and it's the first month now, I think it's time for him to get a haircut!"
"No problem! No problem! "Monkey King laughed, and he asked the Sixth Prince," Prince, do you have anyone you want to see? I'm going to capture his soul right now! Tell him to talk to the Sixth Prince. "
The Sixth Prince laughed coldly, "With your cultivation, you can capture a soul? Even the shamans can't do it, you must be trying to trick me with your illusions! If you have the ability, invite my uncle here, I want to talk to him! "
Monkey King looked like he was in a difficult position, and he stammered, "This … What does the Prince's uncle look like? Does he have a personal keepsake? It's best if I can see him … "
The Sixth Prince was originally 60% suspicious, but he immediately became 100% suspicious, and he laughed coldly, "Who do you think he is, he isn't someone you can meet just because you want to. However, I do have a keepsake with me, in case you find an excuse to reject me. "He then described his uncle's appearance, half true, half false, but he still had some thoughts in his mind.
Monkey King laughed in his heart, and a bit of his primordial spirit left his shell. Monkey King was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, he trembled. He had captured the Heaven Soul and Earth Soul of the Sixth Prince's uncle from hell. He pointed at the yellow paper doll, and it was attached to it. However, there was only a clumsy scribble on the yellow paper doll's face, and it was the uncle that the Sixth Prince had described.
The Sixth Prince saw that the yellow paper doll suddenly moved, and it looked around in a daze. When the Sixth Prince saw it, he seemed to be shocked, and pointed at him, wanting to shout. However, the yellow paper doll had no mouth or tongue, and only the paper doll could be seen moving, but no sound could be heard.
The Sixth Prince looked at it coldly for a moment, then suddenly pulled out his sword and cut the paper man in two, chopping off the head. He scolded, "I deliberately said something wrong to catch you in the act, and let you know that my jiujiu has a full beard, not a smear on his lips."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the Yiqu King's horrified cry. The Sixth Prince looked back, and saw that the paper doll's head had turned into a bloody head. Looking at the full beard and the horrified expression, the Sixth Prince felt that it was familiar, and when he took a closer look, wasn't it his own uncle!
The Sixth Prince's face instantly turned pale, and he dropped his sword. Looking down, he saw a smear of blood dripping down the blade.
"Ah!" The Sixth Prince screamed in horror, and he didn't even realize that the sword in his hand had dropped. The Yiqu King was even more terrified, and he looked at Chen Ang and the Monkey King, extremely horrified.
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