Journey to the West: My ancestor of the human race, the sword cut Nuwa at the beginning

Chapter 195
When Ran Deng heard Fuxi's words, he was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that the Emperor already had a master, which shocked him greatly.

But then he was amused by Fuxi's words, and asked his ignorant master to bypass him.

Ran Deng almost laughed out loud.

However, what the old village chief said next made Ran Deng choke.

"You, what did you just say his name was?"

The abnormal lighting made the old village head puzzled, and he looked at the other villagers in a daze, a little at a loss.

Seeing Lao Cunjiu's silence for a long time, Ran Deng became a little impatient, and looked directly at Fuxi, "Boy, what's your name?"

Fuxi held his head high and held his chest high, "Young master will not change his name if he is going, and his surname will not be changed when he sits down. Huaxu's is the same as Fuxi's!"

"Fuxi! It's called Fuxi!"

Ran Deng's eyes widened, a little surprised.

"Is it the same name or..."

Ran Deng rolled his eyes at this moment, finally gritted his teeth and opened his eyes.

But in an instant, Ran Deng's eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face, which made Fuxi and others look at each other in blank dismay.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with him? Why are you crying?"

Fuxi's unintentional remark almost caused Ran Deng to dig a hole in the ground and get in. It's really embarrassing!
Just now, he opened his eyes, but what he saw was a piece of golden light, which was the golden light of merit, which almost blinded his dog eyes!
Although Fuxi was only ten years old, in his previous life, Fuxi used his physical body to prevent Gonggong from crashing into Buzhou Mountain, and was recognized by the Dao of Heaven. After reincarnation, Fuxi gave a lot of merit.

This life passed through his hands again, teaching the human race how to survive better.

Coupled with the natural luck of the human race, it is normal for the burning lamp to be blinded.

Ran Deng stared at Fuxi enviously, at this moment he was basically sure that this Fuxi was that Fuxi!
Ran Deng's eyes were as bright as those titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, staring straight at Fuxi.

"Since your master is so powerful, how about calling him out?"

Ran Deng sneered in his heart, "A little monk dares to be Fuxi's master. He really can't control himself. If so, let me help you out. It is also a kind of pain to suffer without blessing!"

Just as the lamp was fantasizing, a voice suddenly came from above the void, "You want to find me?"

The sudden voice startled Ran Deng, "Who are you?"

Ran Deng instinctively asked, but he didn't even notice the other party's arrival just now!This is so abnormal!
Even if he was a little distracted just now, it's unbelievable to be able to get so close to him so quietly.

However, when he saw Zhou Shan's cultivation, he was even more unbelievable, "Human fairyland?"

Ran Deng was a little dumbfounded, this is too abnormal!
No matter how arrogant and stupid Ran Deng was, he was a little alert at this moment.

Looking at Zhou Shan with vigilance, "Are you Fuxi's master?"

"What? What's the problem? Don't you want to see me? Here I am."

Zhou Shan's faint words made Ran Deng's eyes flicker.

"Do you know who he is?" Ran Deng tentatively asked.

Zhou Shan smiled mysteriously, "I know what you know, and I know what you don't!"

Ran Deng's pupils shrank, and he snorted coldly, "Joke, is there anything else I don't know? Do you know?"

Zhou Shan chuckled, "Really? If you knew, why didn't you know his identity? Yuan Yuan is very clear, didn't he tell you?"

Ran Deng was puzzled, especially when Zhou Shan called the saint by his name without any scruples, and he didn't have the slightest honorific title.

This made Ran Deng think of more, and looked at Zhou Shan full of surprise and uncertainty.

"Who are you?" Ran Deng didn't dare to be careless anymore.

"I~" Zhou Shan put on a hold, and then smiled, "I am Master Fuxi!"

Ran Deng almost vomited blood, as if he had been greatly humiliated, his face flushed red.

However, he didn't dare to do it lightly. Before finding out the details of Zhou Shan, Ran Deng was very cautious.

"Turn around and play tricks! I am a disciple of a sage, what can you teach him? If you don't want to confuse your disciples, you should quit obediently and leave Fuxi to me to teach you!"

The words of lighting the lamp made the eyes of the villagers below brighten. In their opinion, the saint must be more powerful.

Only Fuxi has great confidence in his master.

Although he didn't know how powerful the sage was, he had heard his master call the sage by his name, so he didn't care at all when he commented.

Facing Ran Deng's questioning, Zhou Shan sneered, "When it comes to misleading the younger generation, I'm afraid it's up to you to teach me?"

"Bold! How dare you speak wild words!" Ran Deng blushed and scolded, as if he looked like a moralist.

Zhou Shan sneered again, "Why, then tell me what you can teach? And what magic weapon can you give your disciples?"

When he said this, Zhou Shan made a move, and the Xiantian Lingbao flute flew directly back to Zhou Shan's hand, and the lamp had no power to resist.

This made Ran Deng even more afraid to act rashly.

"Hmph! What a joke, if my Saint sect can't give my disciples the best exercises and magic weapons, can you?"

With a wave of Zhou Shan's hand, the Xiantian Lingbao returned to Fuxi's hands, "This is my toy for my disciple."

Zhou Shan's faint words choked the lamp directly.

Innate Lingbao making toys?Ran Deng wants to hit someone at this moment!

But think about it, Fuxi didn't even reach the fairyland, and the person in front of him gave a low-grade innate spirit treasure, which is really a toy!

Ran Deng held his breath, asking him to give Fuxi a low-grade innate spirit treasure, that is impossible!

He accepts disciples in order to gain the power of merit, and if he gets a low-grade innate spirit treasure, he will lose a lot!
However, it is impossible for Ran Deng to just admit defeat.

With a cold snort, "Could it be possible that your skills are comparable to my Saint's sect!"

Zhou Shan sneered, "Fuxi's kungfu, which I taught, is the strongest kungfu of the human race, and the nine-turn Xuangong can directly reach the quasi-sage's kungfu!"

Ran Deng almost spit out another mouthful of blood, the quasi-sage kung fu is almost the strongest kung fu in the wild.

If you want to go further, it is not something that can be achieved by exercises.

Facing this answer, Ran Deng blushed and wanted to refute, but he was speechless.

"What's the use of having skills! We can also come up with quasi-sage skills in teaching. In the prehistoric world, only supernatural powers are precious!"

Unable to do the exercises, the lamp flickered and talked about supernatural powers.

However, Zhou Shan smiled slightly, "Supernatural powers, how about the 36 supernatural powers of Tiangang and the 72 supernatural powers of Disha? These deities can be taught to my disciples."

As soon as this remark came out, Ran Deng was completely silent.

He knew, however, that the Wu Clan only got one step further and dominated the prehistoric world only after they got some kind of shamanic powers.

As for this Tiangang 36 magical power, he also heard from the saint that it seems to be a more powerful magical power than Disha 72 magical power!
Facing Zhou Shan's arrogant behavior, Ran Deng blushed, and was speechless for a while.

"So what if you have martial arts and supernatural powers! Could it be that your natural talents and earthly treasures are more than that of a saint!"

(End of this chapter)