The sudden appearance of the sword spirit left Wang Ming and Ghost Head Blade dumbfounded. Logically speaking, as an ordinary person without spirit energy, it was almost impossible for Wang Ming to give birth to a sword spirit with his mortal body. But even Ghost Head Blade couldn't find a reasonable explanation for what had just happened …
This was The Daily Life of the Immortal King, not The Diary of a Cohabitation with a Sword Spirit!
Could it really be his birthday halo?
For a moment, Wang Ming felt that this explanation actually wasn't unreasonable.
After all, Wang Ling would always give Wang Ling a present in advance on his birthday in the past.
At this summer camp, he had deliberately pulled Wang Ling into the same room as him, which was in fact a hint that Wang Ling could give him a present.
But after waiting for a long time, Wang Ling still hadn't given him a present.
In this unusual situation, Wang Ming actually had a feeling that Wang Ling might have arranged for this sword spirit to automatically attach itself to his Heavenly Materials sword on his birthday.
Because Wang Ming himself clearly remembered telling Wang Ling a while ago that he was improving the Heavenly Materials sword. At that time, the summer camp hadn't started yet, so if this sword spirit had really been sent by Wang Ling, he indeed had plenty of time to make arrangements.
Thinking this, Wang Ming cupped his chin and carefully sized up the long-haired young man in front of him.
Suddenly, he remembered the self-introduction of this sword spirit with dead fish eyes. "Wait … you said you're called Kun Shan?"
The young man nodded. "That was my name in my previous life. The new Lord Sword Master can call me Heavenly Materials. The name of a sword spirit follows the name of the sword master's sword … "
"You actually remember your previous life?" Wang Ming was startled.
He looked at the dark blue spirit sword in his hand; he remembered that it was called Kun Shan … it couldn't be such a coincidence, right?
"Of course I remember." The young man sighed. "In my previous life, the previous sword master tricked me and I unfortunately fell into the Dead Sea of Space. Now that I've been summoned by Heavenly Dao to meet the new Lord Sword Master, I never thought that we would still be in this vast ocean … it seems that this really is fate! May I ask if Lord Sword Master is traveling right now? "
"No …"
Wang Ming shook his head. "Look carefully, this is the Dead Sea of Space."
The young man: "…"
Heavenly Materials seemed to have suffered a blow, and didn't speak for a long time. He just gazed at the boundless Dead Sea of Space with watery eyes, his expression a little sad, as if the memory of his previous life had just happened yesterday.
The memories of the Sword Spirit would not disappear. Destroying itself was equivalent to abandoning the original Sword Master. The calamity of falling into the Heavenly Dao's reincarnation was the punishment of the Heavenly Dao. He had experienced the calamity of reincarnation for more than a hundred years before he was finally freed and reborn.
Who would have thought that he would go such a big circle and come back?!
Heavenly Materials a of Heavenly Materials Heavenly Materials a Heaven?
After all, Heav. After Wang of Heaved Heavens, Ming, Tian of God … Wang Of …
"God" Ming Ling "Sword Cultivator" … …
"Ming … Chen …" Wang [Ming Ming of King] Ming, "….
… Master, Chen … … … … … Chen … … … … … …
Ming Ming Ming Spirit to … He … Ming … a … … Blade … a … … Sword … … Ming … Ling … … … Ling … a … … … He … … …
Ghost Head Blade instantly gave off a sinister and ferocious aura …
Heavenly Materials shrugged. "I don't think I can."
Wang Ming: "So, you'd better stay alive."
Heavenly Materials: "…"
However, Wang Ming also noticed a very interesting phenomenon: although they both had dead fish eyes, it seemed that the less they spoke, the stronger they were!
In the blink of an eye, half a day had passed. Wang Ming had already assembled more and more parts from the broken magic treasures on the surface of the sea, and put them all away in his storage ring.
"Help me cut this."
Wang Ming gave a rice cooker magic treasure that he had fished up to Heavenly Materials.
There was a broken talisman seal on it, and Wang Ming speculated that it was probably some kind of sealing magic treasure.
Because of Heavenly Materials' appearance, the cutting speed of the item was greatly increased, which just so happened to solve Wang Ming's urgent problem … Heavenly Materials' appearance wasn't completely useless.
Although Ghost Head Blade didn't say anything, he had been watching from the side the whole time. Every time he asked Wang Ming about the progress, Wang Ming would say that it was almost done.
Ghost Head Blade needed to wait for Wang Ming to assemble the thing before he made his move.
Although the rice cooker that he had fished up was already broken, it contained what Wang Ming wanted the most. He wanted to transform it into a hub that could be embedded with a spirit power core, and use the hub as a power source to finally control the entire machine.
What he wanted to invent wasn't just a spirit power amplifier!
— Instead, it was a humanoid, wearable magic treasure similar to Head of State 001!
But Wang Ming felt that even if he invented this machine, it could only be used once at most … because he had calculated many of the parameters on the design blueprint in his head. It wasn't that he wasn't confident in his mental calculations, but that the best way to assemble such a complicated machine was to use scientific equipment to make precise deductions, and only after repeated calculations hundreds of times would a better result be achieved.
Now, Wang Ming could only ensure that the machine he had invented was as durable as possible, and that it would be able to weather the storm!
After all, the materials he had collected now weren't afraid of the spatial spirit liquid's corrosion, and would have no problem withstanding the spatial storm!
In any case, it was fine as long as they could leave this Dead Sea of Space!
…
…
Time ticked by.
At that moment, Ghost Head Blade finally sensed that something wasn't right …
He had seen the blueprint for the Spirit Power Amplification Cannon which Wang Ming had provided him, and there weren't as many parts on it as there were now! Although he didn't know what these parts were for or what they were used for, Ghost Head Blade felt that he could still count them!
His math teacher had died early, and he himself wasn't very educated, but he still knew one, two, three, four, five, six, seven!
"Brat, what on earth are you playing at?" The small pitch-black blade was already floating in the air, emitting a frightening pressure.
While Wang Ming had been assembling the machine, Ghost Head Blade hadn't been idle either. He had been adjusting his breathing all this time. The spirit energy in the Dead Sea of Space was very thin, but it wasn't non-existent … After such a long time, Ghost Head Blade had recovered a lot.
"Done!"
Just as Ghost Head Blade asked this question, Wang Ming had finished bottling the last part, the "spirit power hub."
"Heavenly Treasure! Cover me! "
At that moment, Wang Ming got up and inserted the ring which contained spirit energy into the spirit power hub. In the next moment, countless parts flew out of the ring and, as if they had been given life, wrapped Wang Ming up tightly from head to toe!
Heavenly Treasure turned pale with fright. "Lord Sword Master … this is …"
He knew that Wang Ming was just an ordinary person, but when Wang Ming had been assembling the machine just now, Heavenly Treasure had also noticed something special about him — it turned out that his sword master wasn't ordinary at all, but a genuine genius!
"Damn it, how dare you lie to me! You didn't make an amplification cannon at all! "Ghost Head Blade finally realized that he had been deceived, and flew into a rage as he prepared to attack Wang Ming.
"No, I did." Wang Ming smiled and shook his head.
He had indeed made a spirit power amplification cannon, but he had put it in the form of parts on the left and right arms of his mecha armor.
"How is that possible?! You're just a mortal! How can you defeat a cultivator?! "Ghost Head Blade roared.
"I'm no longer Wang Ming …"
Wang Ming stared at Ghost Head Blade, his expression instantly turning cold. "I am … Niuhulu Wang Ming!"
That was it …
At that moment, Wang Ming raised his right arm.
An automatic aiming lens had already appeared out of thin air in his eye sockets.
Everything was done in one go!
This mecha armor had an automatic mechanism to identify killing intent, and it almost instantly locked onto Ghost Head Blade!
At that moment, Ghost Head Blade was actually so frightened that he froze!
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