When Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal saw Wang Ling brandish the "Three Five" stick, he thought of the lyrics of a song: This stick … will turn you into ashes …
And in fact, that was indeed the case …
This scene was really too shocking, and Taoist Guang was directly dumbfounded in front of the screen, unable to say anything for a long time.
This Evil Sword God's Sword Dao qi was so hard to deal with! Who knew that Wang Ling would directly scatter it like swatting a fly …
After coming back to his senses, Taoist Guang had a very complicated expression on his face; it was one of amusement, astonishment and horror.
Taoist Guang: "Senior Ling … may I ask what kind of operation this is?"
Wang Ling: "…"
In contrast to Taoist Guang, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal looked as if he had seen the world, and his expression didn't change in the slightest. "Brother Guang, don't be surprised, you'll be fine once you get used to it." After witnessing Wang Ling's godly operation of refining weapons in a microwave oven, the young man in white felt that when he saw other amazing operations, his heart would naturally be unperturbed.
He couldn't predict how strong Wang Ling's realm was, but no matter what the situation was, in Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's heart, Wang Ling wasn't just a brother, but also an extraordinary person.
In the past, the young man in white had always thought that the gap between him and Wang Ling was just a gap in strength … But now, he felt that he was far behind Wang Ling in every aspect.
Thinking this, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal emotionally typed a string of heartfelt words in the group of three. "Sure enough, knowledge is power!"
Taoist Guang: "…"
Wang Ling: "…"
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That night, Wang Ling didn't sleep as he thought about a lot of things.
Wang Ling felt that Taoist Guang's reasoning indeed made sense, but in the end, it was just that: a deduction.
As the Gate Between Worlds that connected the human world and the demon world, Wang Ling felt that he had to personally verify whether there were other entrances hidden in the transmission link between them.
He had to investigate the Immortal's Treasure House. In his current list of plans, the importance of investigating the Immortal's Treasure House was second only to the upcoming midterm exams.
But he couldn't remember this for now, and would need to think about it at length. Furthermore, he wasn't pinning all his hopes of suppressing his power on this Immortal's Treasure House. This treasure house contained a lot of Immortal Zhenyuan's treasures, but whether or not there were any magic treasures that could help him control his strength was another matter.
If it was possible, he hoped that one day he would be able to find a way to suppress his strength without the help of any magic treasures. Or perhaps, there was no need to suppress it. If he could adapt to this power, that would be for the best … However, from the current situation, these were just wishful thinking.
Wang Ling got up early in the morning. He packed up Daoist Guang's tattered Daoist robe and had Sheep help deliver it to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's house.
The evil Sword Dao qi on this tattered Daoist robe had already been completely removed, but there was still a trace of sword qi left behind. This was the normal sword qi left behind by the Heaven-Cleaving sword. Actually, a lot of it had already dissipated, but Wang Ling could still sense it.
After the conversation in the three-person chat group yesterday, Wang Ling and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had discussed in private whether they could use modern space detection technology to trace the Heaven-Cleaving sword's position using the trace of sword qi left behind on this tattered Daoist robe.
In theory, Wang Ling felt that this method was feasible.
However, he would have to leave the detection to Wang Ming.
But it just so happened that it was Monday, and Wang Ling had to go to school. Thus, after Sheep delivered the Daoist robe to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal would have to run the rest of the detection work himself.
If Evil Sword God was still lingering in that "other world," then as long as Wang Ling tracked down the Heaven-Cleaving sword, he would be able to find that other world where Evil Sword God was.
Even if that "other world" didn't exist, Wang Ling felt that finding Evil Sword God himself would be excellent.
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It was July 10th on Monday in the twelfth week of the semester.
Wang Ling arrived at the classroom as usual, and as usual, there was a lot of noise from Super Chen and Dopey Guo.
Wang Ling was a little stunned to realize that these two guys were actually watching the live stream on their phones …
It was the critical juncture of the midterm exams, and students either didn't bring smart communication devices like cell phones and wristwatches with them, or turned them off when they entered school. If they were discovered, their phones would be confiscated or their parents would be called in. Teacher Pan had never been ambiguous in this regard.
But even so, there would always be one or two people in every class who ignored her advice, and the two "Heng and Ha Duo" in Grade One, Class Three were none other than Super Chen and Dopey Guo.
To be honest, their grades weren't bad; they were above average … but their usual style of study had always been to be mischievous whenever they could, which gave Teacher Pan a headache.
Seeing a figure flash past the classroom door, Dopey Guo and Super Chen were so scared that they almost dropped their phones.
"Holy shit! It's you, Wang Ling! I was scared to death! I thought it was Old Pan! "Dopey Guo screamed.
Wang Ling: "…"
After collecting the homework from the first row, Little Peanut stood on the side with a helpless expression on his face. "Both of you, be a little more careful. Teacher Pan has been coming early in the morning for the last two weeks … and I heard that there are teachers patrolling outside the classroom recently!"
"It's fine, it's fine! Riches come from the skin! "Master of Dopey waved his hand lightly.
Wang Ling: "…"
Little Peanut: "By the way, what are you looking at? You're so excited early in the morning … "
Dopey Guo: "An old man's live stream! Last night at ten o 'clock on the Cultivation Live Streaming Platform, his ID is Lord Island, very interesting! "
Little Peanut: "What's the live stream about?"
Super Chen answered, "Survival on a deserted island! Furthermore, Lord Island is currently living on a deserted island overseas, and it's been daytime since the live stream started last night! It's probably surrounded by water, and you can hear the sound of waves during the live stream … "
"…" Wang Ling felt that Super Chen's description sounded a little familiar.
He quietly leaned over to take a look at the screen … and saw Daoist Guang interacting with the audience like a peach blossom!
"…" Wang Ling dropped his forehead into his hand and felt his head hurt a little.
At that moment, Dopey Guo said, "When I was strolling around yesterday, I saw Lord Island driving a coconut, and there were only a few hundred viewers at that time."
Little Peanut asked casually, "What about now?"
Dopey Guo: "It's already broken through one million …"
Wang Ling: "…"
Little Peanut was also startled. "What the hell?!"
Super Chen: "Also, Lord Island used the island's mineral resources to refine a big pot with a fire spell just now."
Dopey Guo turned up the volume on his phone and turned the screen to face the other onlookers. Wang Ling saw countless "666" floating through the bullet messages …
The sound of the waves was very loud. Although Daoist Guang couldn't use voice to recognize words in such a noisy environment with this old edition of the laptop, the audience in the live stream room could still distinguish Daoist Guang's voice with the help of a sound amplification spell.
At that moment, Daoist Guang was standing in the iron pot, which was filled with seawater …
Facing the laptop's camera, he shouted excitedly to his one million viewers, "Brothers, give me 666! Next, Lord Island will bring you the latest talent show … iron pot! Stew yourself! "
Wang Ling: "…"
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