The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The sudden Sword Spirit makes Wang Ming and the ghost head knife fall into a sluggish situation. It is reasonable to say that Wang Ming is an ordinary person without spiritual power. It is almost impossible to breed Sword Spirit in the condition of such a physical body. But what is happening now is difficult for a ghost knife to explain with a reasonable reason…

This is the “Daily King’s Daily Life”, not the “Sword Spirit Cohabitation Diary”!

Is it true that it is your own birthday aura?

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

After all, in the past years, Wang Ling will give gifts in advance.

This summer camp, he deliberately pulled Wang Ling into a room with himself, which actually meant that Wang Ling could give a gift.

However, he waited for a long time, Wang Ling did not send.

In such an uncharacteristic situation, Wang Ming actually had a feeling that he thought that this Sword Spirit might be arranged by Wang Ling, and that he would automatically be attached to his Tianjian sword on the day of his birthday.

Because Wang Ming clearly remembers that he and Wang Ling had said that he was improving the Tianjian sword. The summer camp had not yet begun. If the Sword Spirit was really sent by Wang Ling, there was indeed enough time. To arrange.

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

Suddenly, he remembered the self-introduction of the dead fisheye Sword Spirit: “Wait… you said you called Kunshan?”

The young man nodded: “This is the name of the previous life of the monks. The new master of the sword can call me a heavenly creature. The name of Sword Spirit is freely defined by the sword name of the sword master…”

“Do you still remember the past life?” Wang Ming was shocked.

He glanced at the dark blue sword in his hand. Wang Ming remembered that the sword seemed to be called Kunshan… Shouldn’t it be so coincidental?

“Of course, remember.” The young man sighed: “In the next life, he was pitted by the former sword master, and unfortunately fell into the dead sea of ​​space. Now re-adapted to the heavenly way to see the new sword master, you did not expect it to be in this piece of ocean. In the sea… It seems that this is really the fate of the meditation! Will the Swordmaster be a tourist at the moment?”

“Do not……”

Wang Ming shook his head: “Look carefully, this is the space of the Dead Sea.”

youth:”……”

Tiancai seems to have suffered a blow. For a long time, he did not speak. He just looked at the dead sea in front of the water in front of him. His expression was slightly sentimental. The memory of his previous life seemed to be yesterday.

Sword Spirit’s memory will not disappear. After self-destruction, it is equivalent to abandoning the original sword master. The disaster of breaking into the heavenly reincarnation is the punishment of heaven. He has been ravaged from the reincarnation for more than 100 years before he finally got rid of re-born.

But who can think of a big circle, and then come back again!

Sure enough… is it a good man?

After a long time, Tiancai sighed in the sky: “But it may be the fate of the monk…”

“It doesn’t have to be so pessimistic, we don’t necessarily have to go out.”

Wang Ming smiled and chatted, but the work on his hands did not stop there.

Tiancai Yixi: “Sword Lord, can we really go out? What do you need to do to do something?”

Wang Ming put together the parts, and looked up at the other side of the bamboo platter with a ghost knife: “I saw that the blade is not, can you beat him?”

The ghost knife instantly gives off a sinister and fierce breath…

Tianmu shrugged: “It seems to be impossible.”

Wang Ming: “So, you are still alive.”

Tiancai: “…”

However, this also made Wang Ming discover a very interesting phenomenon: the same is the dead fish eye, it seems that the less the words, the stronger!

In the blink of an eye, half a day passed, Wang Ming has been assembling more and more parts by relying on the broken magic weapon on the sea, and all of them have been placed in the storage ring by Wang Ming.

“This thing helps me cut it.”

Wang Ming handed a piece of rice cooker that was caught up to Tiancai.

There is a broken seal on the rice cooker. Wang Ming speculates that it should be a seal.

Because of the appearance of the heavenly material, the cutting of the item has once again achieved a great speed increase, which just solved the urgent need of Wang Ming… The appearance of the heavenly material is not useful at all.

Although the ghost knife does not speak, but has been watching from side to side, every time to ask Wang Ming about the progress, Wang Ming is a good sentence.

He needs to wait for the opportunity, waiting for Wang Ming to assemble things and then start.

Although the electric pot that has just been caught has been broken, but there is something Wang Ming wants most, he wants to transform this rice cooker into a hub that can be embedded in the core of the psionic power. Freely manipulate the entire machine.

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

– It is a wearable humanoid magic weapon similar to the head of the 001!

However, Wang Ming thinks that even if this machine is invented, it can only be used at most once… because many of the data parameters on the design drawings are his mental arithmetic, this is not Wang Ming’s self-confidence in his mental arithmetic, but to assemble Complex machines, it is best to use scientific instruments for precision deduction, after repeated calculations hundreds of times, in order to achieve better results.

Now, Wang Ming can only guarantee that this machine he invented has as much durability as possible, and can overcome the difficulties!

It is necessary to know that the materials collected now are not afraid of the corrosion of the space spirit, and resist the space storm, without any problems!

Anyway, as long as you can leave this space Dead Sea!

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Time passes by one minute.

At this time, the ghost knife finally noticed that the situation seemed to be wrong…

He has seen the drawings of the psionic energy-increasing guns provided by Wang Ming. The above parts are not so much that Wang Ming has put together! Although he does not know what these components are for, and what to do, but the ghost knife feels that he is still numerating!

His math teacher died early, and he has no culture, but one, two, three, four, five, seven, seven will always!

“Kid, what kind of tricks are you playing?” The small black lacquer blade has been hoarse and emits terrible air pressure.

At the same time as Wang Ming assembled, the ghost knife was not idle. He had been adjusting the interest rate. The spiritual power in the dead sea was very thin, but it was not without… so long time passed, and the ghost knife was restored a lot.

“finished!”

At the same time as the ghost knife, Wang Ming also completed the bottle of the last component “Psychic Hub”.

“Tiancai! Cover me!”

At this time, Wang Ming got up. He inserted the ring with the spiritual power into the psionic hub. In the next moment, the endless parts flew out of the ring, as if it was given life, Wang Mingxi was wrapped up. Impenetrable!

Tiancai was shocked: “The sword master! This is…”

He knows that Wang Ming’s identity is just an ordinary person, but just in the process of assembling Wang Ming, Tiancai also discovered the special features of Wang Ming – his original sword master is not ordinary, it is a genuine genius!

“Damn, you dare to lie to me! You have not made an increase in guns!” The ghost knife finally found himself deceived, and was furious and ready to start with Wang Ming.

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

He did make a psionic booster, but placed the psionic booster in the form of parts and components on the left and right arms of his armor.

“How is it possible! You are just a fleshy child! How can you overcome the comprehension!” Ghost knife roared.

“I am not Wang Ming…”

Wang Ming stared at the ghost knife, and his expression instantly cooled down: “I am… Niu Lulu Wang Ming!”

That’s it…

At this time, Wang Ming raised his right arm.

An automatic aiming lens has appeared out of thin air.

Everything is done in one go!

This set of mech has a mechanism to automatically recognize the killing, and the ghost knife is locked in a moment!

At this moment, the ghost knife was scared and frowned!

There is a sense of crisis in my heart!