The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Wang Ming woke up...

His first feeling was severe pain, as if his head had been cut by a watermelon knife, and it was about to split open. This feeling lasted for a long time before Wang Ming calmed down a little.

Even when moving his body, Wang Ming didn't dare to make too much movement for fear of hurting his head.

And when Wang Ming sat up straight and wanted to figure out where he was, it was already two hours after Wang Ming opened his eyes.

He was tormented by a headache, and when he sat up straight, he was covered in sweat, and the white coat he wore was soaked.

Now, Wang Ming finally saw his surroundings clearly.

He is in an aurora...

The scene in front of me is a sea of ​​glazed glass with no end in sight, and the void is full of colorful auroras. These rays of light are intertwined, making people dazzled.

And now, he is sitting on the bamboo raft incarnated by Tiancai Sword, floating in the sea of ​​glazed glass...

"Is this the brain hole that Lao Qi said..."

After calming down his thoughts, Wang Ming thought of the reason why he appeared here.

He remembered very clearly that he used the "Inner Brain Deduction Technique" forcefully again in a state of brain overload, in order to save Zhai Yin, and now he has come to this end.

If it wasn't for the Tiancai sword, I'm afraid he would have been torn apart by the storm the moment he was sucked into the space...

High-end magic swords all have a "savior spirit blade" mechanism, and under normal circumstances, the activation of this mechanism depends on the sword spirit. The higher the tacit understanding with the master, the sword spirit will come out to "block the sword" at a critical moment. Even at the expense of his own life.

However, Wang Ming's Tiancai sword does not have a sword spirit, and the savior mechanism happening now is just a similar effect restored by Wang Ming using scientific means.

The Tiancai Sword is a rare magical sword that Cheng Yu spent a huge amount of money on. When redesigning the Tiancai Sword, Wang Ming thought that in addition to adding certain scientific elements, it should also be as close as possible to the traditional meaning. Fit the magic sword on it.

To put it simply, what kind of function does the ordinary magic sword have, and his scientific magic sword still has it!

It's just that Wang Ming didn't expect that one of his original thoughts would come in handy at this moment...

"Brat...are you awake?"

Just as Wang Ming was thinking about how he should go out, the sound of ghost knife came from the bamboo raft.

Wang Ming was startled, and he sat back hastily. After he fixed his eyes, he realized that the Ghost Head Saber was actually on the bamboo raft... The savior mechanism of Tiancai Sword should only be activated against the sword owner. Wang Ming It is guessed that Tiancaijian mistakenly took the blade shape of the ghost knife as his magic weapon, so he saved it together...

This should be regarded as a flaw in Wang Ming's design.

Wang Ming gritted his teeth, he didn't expect that he would be so secretive...

If he can get out from here later, he must fix this bug!

kindness……

if……

If I can go out...

However, the situation of Guitou Dao seems to be more tragic than him.

It stands to reason that Ghost Head Knife would definitely kill him, but now Ghost Head Knife is not in a hurry to do it, and he quietly "lays" in front of the bamboo raft in the form of a blade, without even showing the slightest killing intent.

Or to put it another way, Ghost Head Knife no longer has the strength to display its killing intent...

"I didn't expect that in the end, I would be in trouble with you... and get involved in the dead sea of ​​this dimension." Guitou Dao's voice was weak.

Is this the dead sea in space?

Wang Ming squinted his eyes, and didn't dare to make too much movement. He was startled by the sound of Ghost Head Saber just now and sat back, but his headache almost exploded.

He remembered that Lao Qi had popularized his knowledge about the cultivation space before. The dead sea in space should be regarded as a kind of space turbulent phenomenon, better than space storm, but he would still suffer the pain of space tearing at the beginning of being involved. The only difference is that the phenomenon of spatial turbulence corresponds to the Dead Sea of ​​Space, which is a slightly safer environment, while the space storm corresponds to a larger storm... Unless you are a high-level cultivator, most people will have to come in. no reply.

Wang Ming stretched his hand out of the bamboo raft, and lightly dipped a drop of "water" from the Dead Sea of ​​space... This is a kind of space fluid with extremely strong buoyancy. There is no danger, but it must not be soaked for a long time, otherwise, even if you are a steel frame, you will be slowly corroded by the space fluid.

So if he throws the Ghost Head Knife off the bamboo raft now...

Wang Ming suddenly had a bold idea in his mind.

However, this thought was quickly interrupted by Guitou Dao's voice: "Boy...I know what you are thinking...I warn you, although I am in pain and I can hardly move, but if you dare to do anything to me, believe me Do you not believe that I cut your throat immediately and died with you?"

"..."

Wang Ming withdrew his mind, his instinct judged that this was not alarmist talk.

With the current state of Guitou Dao, it is impossible to take his body away, but the strength to die together must still be...

Now the Tiancai sword has turned into a bamboo raft to protect her. This is the only weapon in his hand. If the Tiancai sword is still there, he may still have the power to fight against the "ghost head knife" that is almost bloody. But when the Tiancai sword cannot be directly used by him, it is definitely an irrational choice to choose head-to-head... After all, he is only a mortal body.

"Of course, I have to reserve the last bit of strength to get out from here... If you have no wrong thoughts about me, I will naturally not attack you. This is not good for me." Guitoudao smiled wryly.

"Do you still want to get out from here?" Wang Ming laughed: "Once we are drawn into the dead sea of ​​space, unless we can tear the space ourselves, we will have to wait for the space to eliminate foreign objects and spit us out. What do you think is the probability of this?"

Many people have a misunderstanding about the phenomenon of spatial turbulence, that is, they think that after being involved in spatial turbulence, they will be spit out by the space itself in a few hours.

It is true that the dead sea in space will spit out living things in a few hours of real time, but the flow rate of time inside is different from the real world outside. For every day of drifting in the dead sea in space, only ten minutes have passed outside...

"It seems that you know a lot about the Dead Sea in space?"

Guitou Dao showed a sinister laugh: "As you said, in my current state, it is almost impossible to get out. But I dare to deduce that you must have a way to get out... Your brain can help me escape, So this is one of the reasons why I choose not to kill you..."

Speaking of this, Guitou Dao's voice suddenly became cold: "So now, you only have two choices... One: die with me. Two: Let's cooperate and go out together."

"Okay, I'll choose two."

Wang Ming spread his hands, without any hesitation: "But the cooperation you mentioned, how do you cooperate?"

Guitou Dao: "You come to think of a way to get out, and I will cheer for you."

Wang Ming: "..."