The Daily Life of the Immortal King

At this moment, Wang Ling's cold field passive skills were activated again, and the WeChat group fell into a mysterious silence again.

Even Old Antique could not say a word when he saw the photo, enough to see the powerful lethality of this photo.

As Wang Ling's roommate, Erdan master Guo Hao always felt that Wang Ling's cold field skills were no less than weapons of mass destruction, and it was too terrifying.

Obviously, everyone was startled by such a wooden sword and began to doubt life.

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After all, Old Antique is Old Antique. As a man who has experienced strong winds and waves, after five long minutes, his pupils finally refocused from the state of laxity. He fixed his eyes on the soft keyboard in the void, and silently pressed a few words: "Student Wang Ling... are you serious?"

"Yes." Wang Ling's reply was still concise, and the words were as precious as gold.

"..." Now even Old Antique was completely speechless.

And a few friends have different inner thoughts.

Chen Chao: I didn't expect Wang Ling's family to be so difficult... No wonder Sun Rong cares so much about him when he is so low-key on weekdays. It turned out that I was thinking too much. Wang Ling really lacked love!

Master Erdan: I didn't expect Classmate Wang Ling to hide such a persevering heart under his aloof appearance... Over the years, it has not been easy to get to this point! I need to pay more attention to him in the future!

Lin Xiaoyu: It's time to find a boyfriend who cares about Wang Ling!

Sun Rong held her chin and was considering whether to launch a wave of love donations in the name of Huaguo Shuilian Group - to raise money to buy a big pink sword full of love for Wang Ling, who lives in the suburbs!

Wang Ling: You are really enough!

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Spirit swords made of peach wood may have been popular ten years ago, but now they are completely obsolete products. With more and more powerful sword casting materials emerging on the market, the peach wood spirit sword has been completely reduced to the price of cabbage. At present, only a small number of manufacturers still produce quantitatively every year, and then sell them wholesale to educational institutions for use in kindergartens, pre-school institutions and primary schools for introductory Lingjian education...

Therefore, seeing Wang Ling showing his little wooden sword, Old Antique felt that Wang Ling's childhood must be very unhappy!

Normal parents should take their children's first spirit sword seriously. This can be seen from Chen Chao, Sun Rong and others.

In contrast, the peach wood spirit sword is really too cheap.

No matter how hard you are, you can't be hard on your children, and no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education.

What age is this, and the ghosts have evolved to the extreme, and they still use the spirit sword of peach wood? Even hanging it by the head of the bed can't ward off evil!

Looking at the photo projection in the sky, Old Antique sighed inwardly: It seems that it is time for me to react to Teacher Pan and give Wang Ling an in-depth home visit!

Wang Ling: "..."

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Tuesday, the third week of school, at 8:00 in the morning.

Everyone appeared at the school gate as scheduled, and took the bus to No. 59 Middle School to participate in the four-day student union exchange activity.

A group of people went into battle lightly, and everything they wanted to bring was already in the pockets of their school uniforms.

Wang Ling got into the car and found a seat in the last row.

Erdan and Chen Chao got into the car and watched Wang Ling sit in the last row.

Wang Ling: "..."

After Wang Ling exposed the small wooden sword yesterday, Chen Chao and others agreed that caring for Wang Ling should start with the small details.

This made Wang Ling feel genuine panic.

The low-key high school life did not unfold according to the plot he imagined, which greatly exceeded Wang Ling's own expectations. You know, the people who are sitting in the bus with him now were all on his watch list.

God knows what the hell this is all about...

Wang Ling felt that maybe he was too old this year.

Yu Guang fell on Sun Rong and Lin Xiaoyu, who were sitting hand in hand not far away. Even if Wang Ling didn't read his mind, he knew that Lin Xiaoyu, a senior rotten girl, was setting up CP for the three of them again.

In the huge fifty-passenger bus, all five people shrunk in the back row, leaving Old Antique alone in the front seat to accompany the bus driver. Fortunately, Old Antique doesn't care about this. He only needs to ensure the safety of the students. It doesn't matter if he is lonely. There is still a stock of snacks in his pocket waiting for him to enjoy slowly.

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It was the first time that Wang Ling was surrounded by people so closely, and Wang Ling kept his usual silence, quietly listening to the topics discussed around him.

Because he was born with electronic products, the real-time information that Wang Ling could read was almost all done by reading his mind. This is to ensure that you are not too out of touch with the times.

Master Erdan and Chen Chao had a great chat.

Master Erdan pushed his glasses: "Have you heard that an ancient tomb was discovered on a construction site not long ago. According to expert research, this ancient tomb is likely to be the two powerful men in ancient times. A false tomb set up by one of them."

The Mighty Ones of the Ancient Times...

As soon as Wang Ling heard it, he knew that it must be Han Li and Wang Lin, two old demons in the cultivation world.

Before the Huaxiu Kingdom became a state, these two were powerful figures. Even the ancient books are recorded before the era of Dadou Qi, who belong to the level of the ancestor of self-cultivation. But now, along with his glorious deeds in the past, it has been forever silent in the annals of history, and has become a popular knowledge point in the class of old antique history theory; among them, Han Li's theorem of self-cultivation and the grading algorithm left by Wang Lin have become the most popular knowledge points in the class. The high school test center that students love and hate.

There have been rumors that both Han Laomo and Wang Laomo are not dead. Because so far, the ancient tombs that Huaxiu Kingdom has found all over the country are all fake tombs. And these fake tombs are very likely to be the blindfolds left by these two living fossil-level characters.

But this statement is baseless, because according to historical records, the two great powers are indeed in the final step of impacting immortality, and they both failed and fell to the heavens.

"This matter seems to be quite a big deal." Chen Chao nodded, this is a big event, of course he has heard of it.

"Of course it's very big! Because there are many doubts about this matter."

Master Erdan said mysteriously: "According to the identification of relevant experts, this tomb belongs to Wang Laomo. But it is very strange that the palm sky bottle fragment used by Han Laomo was found in Wang Laomo's tomb. Do you know the origin of the Heavenly Palm Bottle? According to historical records, this is Old Demon Han's royal treasure, and it can quickly induce and mature the elixir in a short period of time."

"Then why did it appear in Wang Laomo's fake tomb?" Sun Rong couldn't help but ask curiously when she heard the topic of the two.

"So it's weird."

Master Erdan spread his hands: "Now, Han Laomo's fan Han Jiajun said that this fake tomb is actually Han Laomo's. But Wang Laomo's fan Wang Jiajun is not convinced, thinking that this fragment may be forged by Wang Laomo during his lifetime. Yes, trying to confuse the public with this method."

"But this is just a fake tomb, what's there to argue about?" Lin Xiaoyu said that he couldn't understand at all.

"You don't understand that..."

In this regard, Master Erdan spread his hands: "This is like the war between the salty party and the sweet party in Tofu's head. It has been arguing for thousands of years, but there is no result? Just like the current Han Jiajun and Wang Jiajun, they clearly know that there is no result. , but I still have to tear up a wave to give my idol a little bit of Weibo popularity, even if it is to brush the sense of existence, it is not a loss."

Everyone: "..."