The Daily Life of the Immortal King

However, there is no rush at the moment. The thousand spirit swords in Xianfu Palace Master Cheng Yu's inherent spiritual realm, including the Heavenly Material Sword, are currently under Jingke's control.

Wang Ling thought about handing over the other spirit swords to the country, but left the Heavenly Material Sword to Luo Fatty for study.

He always felt that the material of this spirit sword was very special... I am afraid it is not as simple as he imagined.

As everyone expected, there are many strange magical treasures in Cheng Yu's inner universe, and the treasures here are no less than the equipment that exploded when General Yi captured the old devil, no matter in quantity, or In terms of quality... Moreover, there are many treasures of mine-throwing true monarchs who have searched from the official website of the Cultural Relics Bureau to find national treasure-level magic weapons that are wandering abroad.

The reason why the national treasure level magic weapon is called the national treasure level is not simply judged from the strength of the magic weapon. Every national treasure-level magic weapon has a story that makes people cry and promote the traditional virtues of society.

Among the many magic weapons collected by Cheng Yu, the top-level national treasure-level magic weapon is actually a box of exquisitely packaged matches.

"What is this?" The matchbox made everyone stunned.

His Holiness opened the matchbox and saw that there were no matches in it, but the entire matchbox was very delicate. The box on the spiritual wood floor was inlaid with metal lace on all four sides, which looked like a top-notch work of art.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch looked at the matchbox and suddenly said, "Have you heard the story of "Selling Girls' Little Matches"?"

Everyone suddenly realized, oh... it turned out to be the story of "The Little Match Girl"...

and many more!

What True Monarch Throwing Thunder said just now seems to be selling girls... Little matches?

What the hell! What the hell is this?

"This is a true story that was circulated in the past. There was a match that became a fine match and sold little girls on the street on Thanksgiving Day. It caused public outrage at the time." said with a breath.

Someone asked, "What happened after that?"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "This little match who kidnapped and sold the girl was burned to death in the street."

Everyone: "..."

Thunder Throwing True Monarch squeezed the matchbox and said, "So, this matchbox is actually specially made by skilled craftsmen back then. Take this as a warning to call on the society to care for young children and reject human trafficking! Reject child abuse!"

Everyone: "..."

Hearing this story, Cheng Yu, the head of Xianfu Palace, knelt on the ground and shivered, feeling a burst of horror.

This matchbox was looted when he attacked other dark faction forces back then, and even he didn't know the exact origin. However, it helped him through a lot of difficulties. There was a time when he was in the most difficult time, Cheng Yu remembered that he had stayed in the matchbox for a while to avoid the pursuit of his enemies.

"Oh right!" Suddenly, Thunder Throwing True Monarch thought of something: "This matchbox actually has a storage effect, but when it was originally designed, its original intention was not to set the matchbox as a storage space. "

In the meantime, Thunder Throwing True Monarch injected spiritual power into the matchbox, and in an instant, the small matchbox suddenly became larger and turned into a rectangular space that could accommodate one person.

"So, the original intention of this matchbox design is..."

"This is the coffin board specially customized by the craftsman for that matchmaker." Thunder Throwing True Monarch said with his chin up.

Cheng Yu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

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At the same time, the time outside was fixed at ten o'clock in the evening.

Just about two hours ago, the Cultivation Police Station in the Sanyuan Road area of ​​Winter City received a report from the public and found a broken space here.

The originally deserted Sanyuan Road had been surrounded by a number of police cars. Centering on the space tunnel blasted open by Wang Ling's ensemble of heavenly eyes, the police had drawn up a long cordon outside.

A group of police officers were standing more than ten meters away from the broken space wall. The energy fluctuations from the broken space wall were too strong, and no one dared to approach.

"Are the people from the explosion-proof force here?" Chief Yu of the police station has come here to direct the mission on the spot.

"The people from the explosion-proof force are on their way." A young police officer was reporting his work. He only had Jindan period and did not dare to approach this broken space wall at all. The energy in it was too ferocious. He felt that if he got closer , will be torn apart by the surging spiritual energy!

In the distance, a black commercial vehicle approached and was stopped by the police at the intersection. The policeman stopped the car and saw the sky blue number plate of the government license plate. He hurriedly walked to the driver's window and gave a respectful salute: "Comrade, there is an accident ahead, please take a detour."

Zhao Kai rolled down the car window and poked his head forward: "Brother, can I ask, what's the matter?"

The police replied in a low voice: "The report received from the public two hours ago said that there was a broken space wall in front. Now the space wall is surging with psychic energy, and no one dares to approach. The explosion-proof force will be here soon..."

"Okay, thank you brother!"

Zhao Kai nodded, then closed the car window and turned his eyes to Zhuo Yi behind him: "Master, what should I do now?"

Zhuo Yi touched his chin and looked at him: "Are you sure, it was in this position that Zhenren and the others came down before?"

Zhao Kai nodded fiercely, like a chicken pecking at rice: "It must be here, there can be no mistake! Master!"

Zhuo Yi hugged his arms, his face suddenly gloomy: "..." Now I know with my butt that this broken space wall must have been smashed by your grandfather!

However, Zhuo Yi is very clear that if his master makes a move, it must be justified! Before, he seemed to have heard True Monarch Throwing Lei mention about a major dark faction in the Immortal Mansion, so Zhuo Yi guessed that this time Master Ling Zhenren came to Winter Market, must also be here for this matter.

So to sum up, Zhuo Yi guessed that there are probably two situations at the moment.

First, the master smashed the space wall and entered the inner world, but things have not been done yet, so there is no time to come out. This is the most likely situation.

Second, the master ran into trouble and couldn't get out. Of course, Zhuo Yi believes that the probability of this happening is 1 in 10,000 ... almost impossible.

Therefore, the situation is now obvious. He has to find a way to hold back the police. Before it is announced to the media, he will block the news during this period of time until Master and the others have completely withdrawn from the winter market.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yi waved his hand and asked Zhao Kai to roll down the car window.

By the side of the car, the uncle of the policeman was still standing: "Is there anything else this comrade needs help with?"

Zhao Kai grinned and looked at the policeman: "Our family's leaders are very interested in this matter, and maybe they will be of any help. I'd like to trouble you, brother, to inform your family chief."

"Leader? Who's the leader..." The uncle of the police officer suddenly became nervous. He carefully looked at the car from the corner of his body, and after seeing Zhuo Yi's face, the cold sweat broke down instantly.

It is impossible for him not to know this big celebrity under Secretary Dakang...