The Daily Life of the Immortal King

This ending is a bit regrettable for the group who entered the tomb of the beast king to explore.

Especially for Xiaoyin, this blow must not be small.

It is conceivable that the hope that had been rekindled was extinguished all of a sudden.

After the group left the spiritual world of King Rakshasa, King Rakshasa woke up from a long slumber, but it was different from the past. After waking up this time, King Rakshasa would never enter the game world again.

After spending a whole thousand years searching for clues in the game, Rakshasa King was about to throw up...he never wanted to see this game again.

"What are the plans for the Lord Beastmaster?" Wang Ming asked the Rakshasa King.

"I haven't left here for a long time, the world is so big, I want to go out and see..."

King Rakshasa did not answer directly, but took out a box inlaid with all kinds of rare and rare stones, and handed it to Xiaoyin: "Young man, although the Heavenly Way Treasure Box did not tell us the secret of the revival of the holy beast, it also I didn't say that there is no possibility of revival of the holy beast family. Hope is still there."

Xiaoyin raised his head, took the box, thoughtful.

King Rakshasa stared at him: "You have already found a good backer. You can open this box after you go back. There are instructions for use inside."

"What's in here?" Little Silver asked curiously.

"The cultivation speed of holy beasts is very slow. You are now 8,000 years old and have reached the level of fifth-class holy beasts. It is not easy. This is a secret method that can be practiced quickly. However, according to the family rules of the holy beast clan, Only the holy beast clan can see it. Since this is your friend here, this king will not avoid suspicion. One year later, Qin Lang will come to retrieve the box. During this year, you have to protect the box well, understand?"

"Okay." Little Silver nodded.

After finishing speaking, King Rakshasa looked at the other people here: "What I promised to tell you before, the way to the God's Domain is also in this box. After Xiaoyin finishes studying, he will probably understand, and you can talk to me about the future." Discuss with Xiaoyin."

"So, thank you, Lord Beastmaster." Zhuo Yi and Wang Ming were overjoyed when they heard that.

"Ah, by the way, can I ask for one more thing?" At this moment, Little Silver asked.

In fact, this question was asked by Fatty Luo at the side.

"What do you want?" Rakshasa King's voice was very gentle.

"A thousand dry bones."

Xiaoyin spoke bluntly, and immediately turned his gaze to Fatty Luo beside him: "This one is a craftsman, and he is working on making Lord Jingke's scabbard. Thousands of dry bones are needed as auxiliary materials."

The Rakshasa King instantly understood: "It's easy, I'll ask Qin Lang to pick a few good ones for you to take with you. In the Beastmaster Ruins, the most essential resources are actually in this tomb, and Qin Lang has been in charge of taking care of them for so many years. .”

"Follow the orders of Lord Beastmaster." Qin Lang nodded immediately upon hearing this.

"Actually, it doesn't take so much..." Fatty Luo was a little embarrassed.

"You're welcome." King Raksha waved his mountain-like claws: "Master Jingke solved a thousand-year-old problem for me, this small favor is nothing, and it's not easy to create Lord Jingke's scabbard. Preparing more materials will also help increase the success rate.”

Fatty Luo laughed: "Then I will be disrespectful!"

Qin Lang suddenly became curious: "Did Master Jingke not have a scabbard?"

"That's right, I didn't have one. I've been thinking about making a scabbard for Mr. Jingke." Fatty Luo shook his head.

"Is there a choice for the main material?" Qin Lang asked.

"Immeasurable Wood." Fatty Luo replied.

"I don't think it's enough." Qin Lang shook his head: "If you want to make Lord Jingke's scabbard, at least you have to make it together with the wood of the three major sacred trees. Qin Mu, I can decide to provide you with a few copies. As for the holy empty tree... As far as I know, there is only one person who has a small sapling of the holy empty tree since it disappeared in this world. But this person's dragon can't see the head and the tail, so it's hard to find... It's okay to give it or not question."

"Who is it?" Wang Ming asked.

Qin Lang looked serious: "This human name: Zhenyuan Immortal..."

"..."

...

A few days later, on August 4th, the fifteenth week of school begins on Friday.

It was the day when the relic summer camp jointly organized by several schools ended, and Wang Ming appeared on the stage in front of the students in the domineering "Wang Ling No. 1".

There were exclamations from the student group...

"Fuck, who is this person?"

"Wang... Teacher Wang"

"That's not right! Why did Mr. Wang become Iron Man when he returned after disappearing?"

So, this is making a movie?

Many students watched this scene in horror, but among the crowd in the training square, those teachers were the most shocked and shocked. When Wang Ming appeared with Zhuo Yi and his group who were sent out to find the suspected coordinates, the teachers including Wu Zhenjun couldn't help opening their mouths.

This magic weapon suit with strong high-tech attributes made them dumbfounded.

"Mr. Wang, are you alright?"

"Joke, how could something happen to me? And after this experience, I successfully comprehended a legendary spell. I combined two excellent spiritual skills "Lion's Roar Skill" and "One Yang Finger" into one... ..."

Everyone: "???"

Then, in the void, Wang Ming shook his head, and then he raised a middle finger to Wu Zhenjun: "Come here!!!"

Wu Zhenjun: "Mr. Wang, stop joking..."

Everyone can see that Wang Ming seems to have become a little different, but he can't tell exactly what has changed, um... If it is not counted as becoming more confident and secondary...

Most people here don't know Wang Ming's real identity. After all, all the leading teachers this time are gold medal teachers from various schools carefully selected by the Huaxiu Federation, and their strength and experience are absolutely beyond doubt. In the eyes of many students, this teacher Wang is just one of the gold medal teachers, but here lies the problem... Most people don't know that Wang Ming is actually not a cultivator, but an ordinary person.

For the safety of Wang Ming's trip this time, before the start of this summer camp, the head of state approached Wu Zhenjun to discuss this issue.

Now, the first thing Wang Ming did after his return was to challenge him.

As an ordinary person, Wu Zhenjun really doesn't know where Wang Ming's courage comes from...

Is this a fight, or not? Wu Zhenjun was completely out of line.

He knew Wang Ming's identity, and he knew how much the head of state attached to Wang Ming.

Wu Zhenjun bowed to Wang Ming, and politely rejected Wang Ming's request for a competition: "Since Teacher Wang has returned safely, this is a happy event for everyone, and it is worth celebrating."

The secret weapon of Huaxiu Nation, the strongest hidden brain, the only disciple of Dean Zhisheng Qi, one of the ten founding generals of the present age... In the final analysis, even if Wang Ming is really a cultivator, and his strength is similar to his own, in such a world In front of multiple identities, how could he do it?

During the whole process, Yuan capital watched secretly from the sidelines. He knew that with Wang Ming's temper, he would never do anything he was unprepared for. It was developed temporarily in times of distress. Putting on this set of mecha magic weapon, Wang Ming also has combat effectiveness.

It's just that how much such combat power can reach is still unknown.

Wu Zhenjun is the "chief coach" of all the teachers leading the team this time, his strength is naturally beyond doubt, and he has reached the level of Sanxian first level...

Just relying on a set of mechas, can it really compete with Sanxianjing?

The head of state lowered his eyes and watched quietly from a distance, not very curious.