No matter how strong Wang Ling was, he was still essentially a student, and since he was a student, he had to learn. Actually, Wang Ling felt a little guilty about leaving a clone to substitute for him in class. It was just like how a lot of people only did their homework on the last day of the summer or winter break.
Although Wang Ling only needed to hand over his homework to that guy Pen, and he could finish it in a few minutes …
Powered by spirit energy, the bullet train traveled all the way to Winter city, and it only took a short three hours to cross thousands of li. As they approached Winter city, it was very obvious that the air around them quickly became colder, just as the rumors said. Wang Ling looked through the carriage and saw that a lot of cultivators had consciously put on more clothes for themselves.
Unless one was at the Golden Core stage, it was a little hard to resist the cold in Winter city.
In contrast, the seven people in the chat group didn't get up or put on more clothes; it was a harmonious scene. Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was still wearing the long johns that Wang Ling had given him back then, so he wasn't afraid of the cold at all.
Looking at the snow-covered scenery and the clear sky outside the bullet train, Wang Ling felt that his agitated mood had calmed down a lot. Burying his head in homework earlier had actually been a way for him to calm down.
"Tsk, it's almost minus sixty degrees outside, right? Some magic treasures aren't very resistant to the cold. In an environment like Winter city, I'm afraid they'll only be able to exert less than half their power. "Fatty Luo looked out the window.
Next to him, Dharmaraja looked at Fatty Luo's undershirt and baggy underpants and the palm-leaf fan in his hand, and shivered. "Brother Luo, can you put on some clothes? I wasn't cold at first, but now I'm cold because of you. "
This was Fatty Luo's trademark getup: undershirt, underpants and a palm-leaf fan, just like the goggles that Dharmaraja always carried with him.
"None of your business." Fatty Luo automatically ignored Dharmaraja's opinion. "My undershirt and underpants are very good at keeping warm."
If Fatty Luo hadn't said it, no one would have believed that these undershirt and underpants were actually magic treasures, and rather high-grade Daoist robes at that.
About ten minutes later, the melodious voice of a female train attendant rang out in the train.
"Dear passengers, thank you for taking the Harmony spiritual-powered train. We are about to arrive at our final station, Winter City. Thank you for your support. We look forward to seeing you again. Have a pleasant journey …"
The seven of them got off the bus and exited the station. At the exit, everyone was stopped and had their IDs checked.
Everything played out as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had predicted.
Although Winter city was where Huaxiu's cultivation army was stationed, there weren't any restrictions on ordinary people coming here. Although it was a little cold, the snowy scenery was still pretty good …
Wang Ling heard that Little Black's "Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon" had been inspired by an ice sculpture in Winter city back then. The owners of the ice sculptures were a silver-haired uncle who loved to pick his nose and a girl with a bun hairstyle.
Because he collected all kinds of magic treasure maps all year round, Fatty Luo had the honor of being the map navigator this time.
Combined with the map of Winter city, which Wang Ling had memorized earlier, Fatty Luo could basically confirm the location of Immortal Mansion.
"It's at Sanyuan Road! I'm sure! "
In the rustling cold wind and fluttering snow, Fatty Luo sat on a bench in the square in front of the train station in just a pair of underpants as he confirmed the final location for everyone with a little excitement on his face. "Lord Jingke! I'm here to find you! "
From his words, it was clear that this fangirl Fatty Luo was confident in Jingke. He had used the word "find" instead of "save."
In Fatty Luo's view, Jingke was already strong enough on his own; it wouldn't be strange if he directly destroyed Immortal Mansion.
Wang Ling frowned slightly. "…"
There was no other reason than that he had a bad feeling. He recalled the prophetic dream that Loopy Toad had told him about before. In it, there was a fatty who had been tied to an iron pillar, and then had his heart pierced by a Taoist in red … Wang Ling had a vague feeling that if that fatty was among the seven of them on this trip, it would be either Fatty Luo or Dharmaraja.
"Brother Ling, is there a problem?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal asked when he saw that Wang Ling's expression didn't look too good.
Wang Ling hurriedly shook his head.
Before Loopy Toad's prophetic dream was confirmed, Wang Ling felt that there was no need to cause panic at all.
"Then it's decided. Let's go to Sanyuan Road first and take a look," said Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.
"But how are we going to get there?" asked Cailian Zhenren.
Most of the seven of them weren't familiar with Winter city. Only Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had come here a few times when he was out on a mission, but he still wasn't very familiar with Sanyuan Road.
"Should we rent an unlicensed car? I saw a lot of unlicensed car drivers scurrying about in the square just now. "Fatty Luo smiled a little shiftily.
Because he had been refining and collecting magic treasures all year round, Fatty Luo actually had a criminal record as a grave robber … Every time he went somewhere, he would rent an unlicensed car to take him straight to his destination, so he had always had a special feeling for the unlicensed car drivers.
"Brother Luo, hurry up and put away that bold idea of yours … it'll be very troublesome if we're caught renting an unlicensed car." Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal sighed. "It's better to use Didi Taxi for the seven of us."
But just as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was about to open the app, a black commercial car approached them from a distance.
"A sky blue number plate?" Everyone couldn't help frowning, because this number plate was specially used by the Winter city government.
Wang Ling was puzzled when he suddenly received a call at that moment. He looked at the caller ID … it was actually Odd Zhuo.
Staring at the commercial car with a government number plate as it approached and slowed down, Wang Ling's wristwatch vibrated for a few seconds before he finally picked up the call.
"Hello, shifu!"
Just as he picked up the call, Odd Zhuo's excited voice was already on the other end of the line. "Are you in Winter city now? Why didn't you tell your disciple before you went to Winter city? "
"…"
The corners of Wang Ling's mouth twitched. Just as he was about to ask how Odd Zhuo had found out, Odd Zhuo had already answered first. "Today, Warden Liang and I were checking on the work of the Master of Shadow Stream's younger sister, who was arrested last time. His network surveillance system immediately saw your entry record. Just swipe your third-generation ID card and we'll know right away. Shifu, don't worry, even if I had a hundred guts, I wouldn't be able to track you! "
Wang Ling: "…"
Odd Zhuo: "The black commercial car in front of you was arranged by Warden Liang and a colleague from Winter city's municipal government. It's very inconvenient to move around in Winter city, so you can have them pick you up, no need to be polite."
Wang Ling: "…" Sure enough, disciples were all shifu's sweet little cotton-padded jackets?
…
…
After saying that, Odd Zhuo hung up the phone excitedly.
In the office of Songhai First Prison, Warden Liang looked at Odd Zhuo a little strangely. "Director Zhuo, why are you so happy? Is your shifu going to pass on his secret art to you? "
"Oh, not really." Odd Zhuo shook his head first, then sighed. "It's just that I've been too busy recently, and haven't seen shifu in a long time. Now that we've talked on the phone, I feel a lot better. "
"Director Zhuo, I personally feel that there's something wrong with the relationship between you and your disciple."
Warden Liang analyzed the situation. "A master and disciple who haven't seen each other for a long time are like a long-distance couple. If they don't keep in touch normally, I'm afraid this relationship won't last long!"
It would have been better if Warden Liang hadn't said anything, but as soon as he said this, even Odd Zhuo panicked a little. He grabbed Warden Liang's hand excitedly. "Brother, thank you for the reminder!"
Warden Liang: "What are you doing?"
Odd Zhuo: "Buying tickets! To Winter city! To find my shifu! "
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