The young man's heart moved, and in the dust splashing, he stepped forward and pressed his palm on the falling shadow.

"Who?"

The black shadow that just fell down instantly shook, and was pressed to the ground unexpectedly.

Then, I felt a chill on my body, and my clothes were ripped off.

Oops!

Metamorphosis encountered!

The boy who was pinned to the ground was startled, this was just out of the wolf's den and it was like a tiger's mouth.

His name is Zhong Yue, he is a young man from the Zhong Shan clan and a disciple of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect. He entered the mountain this time to pick spiritual medicines.

"What are you doing!"

Zhong Yue was furious and resisted.

However, he practiced not long ago, and his cultivation was too superficial. This young man was transformed by Gu Shaoshang's blood, although it was not much better than ordinary people because of too much dispersion.

But holding down Zhong Yue at this time was naturally more than enough.

After a while, Zhong Yue was extremely aggrieved and indignant to be stripped of his clothes.

"Don't get me wrong, just borrow a dress."

He slowly put on his clothes, and the young man who looked exactly like Gu Shaoshang looked at the young man who had only his trousers ripped off by himself, and smiled slightly.

"........"

Zhong Yue wanted to cry but had no tears. Originally, he encountered a crisis when he entered the mountain to collect five-flavored mushrooms.

He looked with a dark face, only to find that it was a deep valley, with withered bones everywhere, and a faint layer of light shrouded the ground, blocking the invasion of the black mist.

And the one who ripped off his clothes was a young man who was about the same age as him. At this time, he was standing not far from him, looking at himself with a half-smile.

However, compared to himself, this young man was much more handsome, which made Zhong Shan's young man feel a little ashamed.

"After today, I will return it to you a hundredfold."

The boy touched his nose and looked at Zhong Yue who was wearing only swearing trousers.

It was the first time he had ever done a job of ripping off people's clothes.

However, at this time, I have no power to hold the chicken, and I can't do the evolution of spiritual energy. In order not to be naked, I can only do this.

buzzing~~~

At this moment, a faint flame suddenly lit up in the ancient copper lamp that rolled down at Zhong Yue's feet at some point, and a lazy voice came from it:

"How long is the dream, what year is it today? The two youths of the Fuxi clan, in which dynasty is Fuxi reigning now?"

"Who?"

Zhong Yue was feeling aggrieved when he suddenly heard a voice beside him, he couldn't help being startled, and his heart froze:

"Where are the demons and monsters from?"

"Falling off a cliff, surviving near death, and having a wonderful encounter with Lingbao? ......"

The young man's eyes moved slightly.

In that copper lamp, in the dim firelight, there was a big-headed doll the size of a finger.

The big-headed doll was wearing a small golden shirt, with fiery red hair all over his head, a small body and a particularly large head, and looked quite happy.

"There are such strange creatures in the world? Flame villain?"

Zhong Yue also saw the big-headed doll in the copper lamp, which was very strange.

"Young man of the Fuxi God Clan! You haven't answered my question yet!"

In the flames, the big-headed doll said a little unhappily: "What year is this evening? When did Fuxi reign?"

"Fuxi?"

Before Zhong Yue could answer, the young man who looked like Gu Shaoshang moved slightly in his heart.

He was in a state of being reborn at this time, and he didn't leave any great mana behind. On the other hand, the vast memory of the deity was not all left, but Fuxi, he was naturally no stranger.

However, which world this world is, whether it is in the past or the future, he still doesn't know, and naturally he has no intention of interjecting.

Just listening to the big head doll and Zhong Yue's questions and answers.

But it turned out that in this world, Fuxi is the honorary title, representing the emperor of the earth and the sky, which is vaguely coincident with some memories in his mind.

However, the memory of the deity is too vast, and he can't bear it with his physical body at this time. He still can't control what this world is.

"That's not right...Is the Fuxi God Clan so weak? Even the Earth Emperor doesn't know about it?"

Above the wick, a red-haired man with a big head walked around and muttered:

"How long have I slept? What era did I slept in? What is the era of the Emperor this boy talking about? What exactly happened in this?"

For some reason, there was a faint worry in his heart.

"never mind!"

After thinking for a long time, the red-haired villain came back to his senses and said, "My name is Xinhuo, it is the fire of the inheritance of Emperor Xi's refining, and the corpse was my last Fuxi inheritor... What's your name? A boy from the Fuxi God Clan?"

"Salary?"

Zhong Yue also recovered from his surprise and replied, "My name is Zhong Yue, I am a disciple of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, from the Great Wilderness Zhongshan Clan..."

Fuxi God Clan?

Emperor era?

Great waste?

On the other hand, Gu Shaoshang pondered slightly in his mind and body, and used the information leaked from the conversation between the two to correspond to the memory in his mind.

"Young man of the Fuxi God Clan, what's your name? Why don't you speak?"

At this moment, the little red-haired man on the wick looked at him and asked.

He just woke up and couldn't see the scene where the blood was transformed into a human before. It was only because the blood absorbed the inspiration of the corpse and also had a shallow Fuxi blood aura, so he would think that he was also a Fuxi blood.

"I........"

The young man thought for a moment, smiled slightly, and said, "I forgot my previous name. From now on, it will be called Fushang!"

"Ambush? Which one?"

Above the wick, Xinhuo was slightly startled. Unexpectedly, this young man actually chose the name Fuxi for himself.

"Naturally it's an uninjured injury."

Fushang smiled and replied.

"Ambush, Ambush... Just a name, okay."

Xinhuo nodded indifferently, and said, "Then call it ambush."

"Ambush..."

Zhong Shan's boy Zhong Yue glanced at the boy wearing his own clothes and muttered in his heart.

"Alas, the Fuxi God Clan is really in decline! One is practicing with such a simple concept, and the other seems to have never practiced before... It's too embarrassing."

The flame above the wick swayed, and Xinhuo shook his head, greatly dissatisfied:

"Forget it, let you take me out of here to find the inheritor of the fire... Let's give you some benefits."

Zhong Yue scratched his head and did not object.

Fu was heartbroken, but naturally there was no objection.

The deity is too differentiated, and he is not much stronger than mortals at this time. Naturally, it is better to follow the trend.

Although, he does not lack the method of practice.

"The dignified Fuxi God Clan actually practiced such a humble method, and disgraced Fuxi's face in all dynasties! You..."

Xinhuo first reprimanded Zhong Yue, and then shut his mouth until his face turned red.

"This is the best idea I can get..."

The Zhongshan clan's youth was ashamed, naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

However, according to Xinhuo's instructions, he practiced the supreme view of the "Hyokugong Suihuang Visual Map" taught by him.

After that, Xiao Huo Miao moved and jumped to Fu Hu's shoulder, and said a little strangely: "It's strange that there is still Fu Xi who can't practice cultivation..."

The little man the size of his belly put his hands on his back, walked up and down on his shoulders, and said, "Young man named Fushang, I will also teach you a view."

"Why view ideas?"

Fushang didn't look at all and asked.

He naturally does not lack the method of cultivation, but when he comes to an unfamiliar world, time and space, he naturally has to keep a low profile.

It's okay to listen to it.

"View ideas..."

The little man seemed to be quite good at being a teacher, and coughed softly: "The so-called contemplation of ideas is to contemplate the sacred, to temper the spirit, nourish the soul, and strengthen the soul, which is the first step in cultivation... ..."

Fushang stopped silently.

This flame elf named Xinhuo seems to have told it many times, and he is very familiar with it.

"Thinking is very important. It's pointless to learn such a vulgar view of the Zhongshan boy..."

Xin Huo chuckled lightly, his face brightened: "What I teach you at this time is the best in the world, the visualization of Emperor Huo Ji Gong Sui!"

However, Fushang didn't even know how amazing this visualization was, so he just nodded when he heard the words.

"Humph! Ignorant boy..."

Xin Huo snorted resentfully. The inheritor in the past was dumbfounded and admired every time he heard the method he taught.

It's rare to see such unresponsiveness as Fushang.

hum~

Therefore, he didn't say more, just with a move of his eyes, he taught the idea of ​​Fushangguan.

huh~

Fu was heartbroken, sat cross-legged on the ground like Zhong Yue, and began to browse this visualization.

There are many thoughts flowing in my mind.

Although he is only one of Gu Shaoshang's innumerable Jingzhao after a drop of blood, he is also familiar with the endless magical powers and secrets that Gu Shaoshang has collected.

It is only limited to the physical body and spirit at this time, and it is difficult to spy on it.

But this does not think that he will practice step by step.

Viewing the idea is amazing, but it is actually very easy to understand for him.

Huo Ji Gong Sui Huang's visualization map is naturally good, but he does not mean to practice step by step.

With a slight movement of his mind, he came to the sea of ​​consciousness according to the method of observing thoughts.

"Scare! Such a big sea of ​​knowledge!"

Fushang has not recovered, but Xinhuo, who stepped into the sea of ​​​​knowledge with him, was taken aback.

Because, under his feet, is a vast and boundless starry sky, boundless!

As for the Zhongshan Clan's youth, his sea of ​​consciousness was only a lake about ten feet in size.

The difference is so big that it is unimaginable.

This is not like a person who has no cultivation can have it!

"View ideas..."

Fuxin felt a little thought in his heart, and the sea of ​​​​consciousness rippled with wisps of waves.

A trace of mist evaporated above it, like smoke like light, and began to form in front of him, and it could be faintly seen that it was the prototype of a huge palace.

"To visualize the Huoji Palace so quickly? No, no... This is not the Huoji Palace!"

Xinhuo's eyes widened.

This palace is not the Huoji Palace at all, but a larger and more complex palace.

However, at this time, the palace was still very hazy, and the lines and patterns on it had not yet appeared, but only had an outline.

But it was just an outline, and Xinhuo felt an incomparably majestic atmosphere in it.

Magnificent, solemn, not under the Fire Palace!

"You...what are you thinking?"

Xin Huo couldn't help but ask.

"Yep?"

Fushang turned his head, looked at the flame-headed doll above his shoulders, and replied, "This is the visualization of the Huoji Palace Suihuang that you taught."

He was amused.

This little Huo Miao sounded old-fashioned, but in fact, like a child, he was startled.

"Impossible! How could the visualization map of Emperor Sui of Huo Ji Palace look like this!"

Xinhuo shook his head like a rattle, and his fiery red hair fluttered: "I have inherited so many generations of Fuxi, and I have never seen such a Huoji Palace!"

"There are thousands of people and thousands of faces in the practice of a practice, and there are thousands of different people. If you haven't seen it, then it doesn't exist?"

Fushang shook his head slightly and said.

Of course, with that being said, the visualization of his cultivation is naturally not the visualization of Emperor Huoji Palace, and what he outlines is not the Palace of Huoji Palace, but the supreme heaven he created in the perfect world.

Perhaps, it can be called the map of Shenting Township?

"How can it be?"

Xiao Huo Miao sneered: "Every change is inseparable from its sect, the practice of thinking and thinking is to temper the spirit, thousands of people can change, but it can't be so outrageous... Huo Ji Palace has changed, what else is it called? The visual map of Emperor Sui of Huo Ji Palace?"

He shook his head in his heart, but also slightly raised caution.

This young man named Fushang seems to be a little secretive, not as clear as that Zhongshan's young man...

Before, I thought that it would be better to follow this young man to find the inheritor, but now that I think about it, it is better to choose a young man from the Zhongshan clan.

Although that little guy's blood is also very mixed.

"Then, let's call it Shenting Zhenshitu."

Fushang chuckled lightly, not taking it seriously.

The meaning of the fire, he can naturally feel it faintly.

It is also because of this that he showed a little bit different from ordinary people.

He has too many secrets. At first glance, this little flame is a big trumpet that can't hold back, and he doesn't want to bring it with him.

What's more, this young man named Zhong Yue, who jumped off a cliff without dying, survived in desperation and met a spiritual treasure, is obviously a person with great luck.

To take away his luck, he thought to himself that he had always kept a low profile, and it was not for him.

Of course, the most important point is that he doesn't need any adventure at all.

"Picture of Shenting Town..."

Xiao Huo Miao was a little speechless, but he felt that this little boy was quite courageous.

However, he didn't say a word, and was still holding his breath, wanting to see a joke.

Viewing ideas come from a lot of hard work~lightnovelpub.net~ A little change, the consequences are often very serious.

This little guy is too bold, and he dares to modify the exercises without authorization at this level of cultivation. He might as well watch the excitement and teach him a lesson.

With his cultivation at this time, something went wrong, and he could still save him.

In the future, if your cultivation base is deep, you still do this, but no one can save him.

Although he has decided to follow the Zhongshan clan's boy, he is kind and unwilling to watch a young boy with Fuxi blood "go astray".

"good."

Fushang smiled slightly, and his spirit continued to carve the palace in front of him.

Gradually, a corner of the Supreme Heavenly Court appeared, and patterns gradually emerged on it, becoming more and more clear.

Vaguely, you can already see the pattern on the gate of the Heavenly Court, and an old tree behind the magnificent palace behind the Heavenly Gate!