The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The sudden appearance of the sword spirit made Wang Ming and Guitoudao stunned for a while. Logically speaking, as an ordinary person without spiritual power, it is almost impossible for Wang Ming to conceive a sword spirit in such a mortal state. But what's happening now can't even be explained with a reasonable reason...

This is "Daily Life of the Immortal King", not "Diary of Cohabitation of Sword and Spirit"!

Is it really your own birthday halo?

For a moment, Wang Ming felt that this explanation was actually not unreasonable.

After all, Wang Ling would give gifts in advance when he celebrated his birthday in previous years.

This time at the summer camp, he deliberately pulled Wang Ling into the same room as himself, which actually meant that Wang Ling could give gifts.

But he waited for a long time, but Wang Ling still didn't send it.

Under such uncharacteristic circumstances, Wang Ming actually had a feeling that this sword spirit might have been arranged by Wang Ling, and that it would automatically possess his Tiancai sword on his birthday.

Because Wang Ming himself clearly remembered that he had just told Wang Ling that he was improving the Tiancai sword a while ago. The summer camp hadn't started at that time. If this sword spirit was really sent by Wang Ling, there was indeed enough time. to arrange.

Thinking of this, Wang Ming raised his chin and carefully looked at the long-haired young man in front of him.

Suddenly, he remembered the self-introduction when the dead fish-eyed sword spirit appeared: "Wait...you said your name is Kunshan?"

The young man nodded: "This is the name of my previous life. The new sword master can call me Tiancai. The name of the sword spirit is freely defined according to the sword master's sword name..."

"You still remember your previous life?" Wang Ming was startled.

He glanced at the dark blue spiritual sword in his hand, Wang Ming remembered that this sword seemed to be called Kunshan... It couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?

"Of course I remember." The young man sighed: "In the previous life, I was trapped by the former sword master, and unfortunately fell into the dead sea of ​​space. Now I have followed the heavenly way and saw you, the new sword master. I didn't expect to be still in this vast ocean. In the sea... It seems that this is really a fate in the dark! May I ask if Lord Sword Master is traveling at the moment?"

"No……"

Wang Ming shook his head: "Look carefully, this is the Dead Sea of ​​Space."

youth:"……"

Tiancai seemed to have suffered a blow. He didn't speak for a long time, but looked at the boundless Dead Sea in front of him with eyes like water, his expression was slightly sentimental, and the memory of his previous life seemed to be still in yesterday.

The memory of the sword spirit will not disappear. After self-destructing, it is equivalent to abandoning the original sword master. The catastrophe of falling into the reincarnation of the heavens is the punishment of the heavens.

But who would have thought that after making a big circle, he would come back again!

Sure enough... is it a trick of good fortune?

After a long time, Tiancai looked up to the sky and sighed: "Forget it, maybe this is my fate..."

"Don't be so pessimistic, we may not be able to go out."

Wang Ming smiled and the conversation ended, but the work in hand did not stop there.

Tiancai was overjoyed: "Master Sword Master, can we really go out? Do you need me to do something?"

While assembling the parts, Wang Ming looked up at the ghost knife at the other end of the bamboo raft: "Did you see that blade, can you beat him?"

The Ghost Head Knife exudes a sinister and vicious aura instantly...

Tiancai shrugged: "It seems that I can't beat it."

Wang Ming: "So, you should live well."

Tiancai: "..."

However, this also made Wang Ming discover a very interesting phenomenon: they are also dead fish eyes, it seems that the less talk the stronger!

In the blink of an eye, half a day passed, and Wang Ming relied on the broken magic weapons on the sea to assemble more and more parts, and all of them were put into the storage ring by Wang Ming.

"Cut this thing up for me."

Wang Ming gave Tiancai a magic weapon of electric rice cooker that he caught.

There was a broken seal affixed to the rice cooker, Wang Ming speculated that it should be a magic seal.

Because of the appearance of Tiancai, the cutting speed of objects has been greatly accelerated again, which just solved Wang Ming's urgent need... The appearance of Tiancai is not useless at all.

Although Guitou Dao didn't speak, he was always watching from the sidelines. Every time he asked Wang Ming about the progress, Wang Ming always said that it was almost ready.

He needed to wait for the opportunity, wait for Wang Ming to assemble the things before doing anything.

Although the electric cooker that was caught just now is dilapidated, it contains what Wang Ming wants most. He wants to transform this electric cooker into a hub that can be embedded with psychic cores, and use the hub as the power to finally realize it. Freely manipulate the entire machine.

What he wants to invent is not just a psionic amplifier!

——It is a wearable humanoid assembly magic weapon similar to the head of state 001!

However, Wang Ming felt that even if this machine was invented, it could only be used once at most... because many data parameters on the design drawings were calculated by him in his mind. For complex machines, it is best to use scientific instruments to conduct precise deduction, and only after repeated calculations hundreds of times can better results be achieved.

Now, Wang Ming can only guarantee that the machine he invented has a certain degree of durability as much as possible, just survive the difficulties!

You must know that the materials collected now are not afraid of the corrosion of space spirit liquid, and there is no problem in resisting space storms!

Anyway, as long as you can leave this space, the Dead Sea will be fine!

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Time passed by every minute and every second.

At this time, Guitou Dao finally noticed that something was wrong...

He had seen the blueprint of the Psionic Amplifier Cannon provided by Wang Ming, and the parts on it were not as many as what Wang Ming had pieced together now! Although he didn't know what these parts were for and what to do with them, Guitou Dao felt that he was good at numbers!

His math teacher died early, and he has no education, but one, two, three, four, five, six, seven will always be able to!

"Boy, what tricks are you playing?" The small jet-black blade had already floated up, emitting a terrifying air pressure.

While Wang Ming was assembling, Ghost Head Knife was not idle. He was adjusting his breath all the time. The spiritual power in the Dead Sea of ​​Space was very thin, but it was not without... After such a long time, Ghost Head Knife recovered a lot.

"finished!"

At the same time as the ghost head knife questioned, Wang Ming also completed the assembly of the last component "spiritual hub".

"Tiancai! Cover me!"

At this moment, Wang Ming got up, and he inserted the ring with spiritual power into the spiritual hub. In the next moment, endless parts flew out of the ring, wrapping Wang Ming's whole body as if he had been given life. Airtight!

Tiancai turned pale with shock: "Master Sword Master...this is..."

He knew that Wang Ming's identity was just an ordinary person, but in the process of assembling Wang Ming just now, Tiancai also discovered something special about Wang Ming - it turned out that his sword master was not ordinary, but a genuine genius!

"Damn it, how dare you lie to me! You didn't make a booster at all!" Guitoudao finally realized that he had been deceived, and was furious, ready to attack Wang Ming.

"No, I did." Wang Ming smiled and shook his head.

He did make a psychic booster, but he placed the psychic booster in the form of parts on the left and right arms of his mech.

"How is it possible! You are just a mortal body! How can you defeat a cultivator!" Guitou Dao roared.

"I am no longer Wang Ming..."

Wang Ming stared at the ghost knife, his expression turned cold in an instant: "I am... Niu Hulu Wang Ming!"

That's all for now...

At this time, Wang Ming raised his right arm.

An automatic aiming lens has appeared out of nowhere in the eye socket.

All in one go!

This set of mechs has a mechanism for automatically identifying killing intent, and it locks onto the ghost knife almost instantly!

At this moment, Guitou Dao froze from fright!

There is a sense of crisis welling up in my heart!