The Daily Life of the Immortal King

"Is there really no problem with this, will it be hypoxia?" Xiao Yin looked at the wooden barrel in front of him suspiciously.

"No problem." The pen shook his head and said, "Before throwing it in, the Lord sealed the acupuncture point, and at the same time dredged the meridians through which the spiritual power circulated, and continued to circulate in the body."

Xiaoyin nodded: "So it is."

He had only seen Wang Ling throw Er Ha into the barrel before, but he had no idea that Wang Ling had done so much. Because spiritual power itself also contains oxygen, in fact, such a method of connecting meridians for "internal circulation of spiritual power" is quite common, comparable to the advanced version of turtle breathing. More durable than Turtle Breath.

Under normal circumstances, after using the "spiritual internal circulation" method, it can be maintained for seven to ten days without breathing at all. And the higher the realm, the longer it will last.

"Does this really work..." Xiao Yin probed his head, really curious if it really worked.

After all, these days, life is full of remedies similar to old Chinese medicine for ancestral psoriasis... Who knows whether these prescriptions are real or fake.

Xiaoyin shook his eyebrows: "How long does it take to soak?"

Pen: "Heat, simmer, eight hours."

"..."

Xiao Yin always feels as if something is not right!

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When Wang Ling threw it into the barrel, Er Ha was also sealed off the acupuncture point and began to carry out the "internal circulation of spiritual power".

The warm holy beast blood infiltrated the whole body, which was a rather strange feeling for Er Ha.

This kind of feeling is a bit like a ghost pressing a bed. Even when you fall asleep, your consciousness is very clear, but your body is still in a state of deep sleep, and you can't even open your eyes.

This is the typical condition of narcolepsy.

However, Er Ha soon noticed something was wrong, and it suddenly found that the scene in his mind changed.

Immediately after that, it fell onto an island...

The cool sea breeze blew its green dog hair, and the two clam raised its claws and touched the sand on the beach - these sand particles are actually real!

what happened?

Are you not receiving treatment?

Er Ha calmed down and thought for a while.

In the current situation, Er Ha can only speculate on one situation, that is, his soul was brought to this space by some mysterious power!

But who did it?

Just thinking about it, Er Ha saw an old man in white appearing in a coconut forest in front of him.

Erha instantly raised her vigilance...

This old man is unusual, his body is restrained, his clothes are automatic without wind, and there is a psychic energy rolling around five feet away to form an invisible barrier.

Such an aura... The realm of this old man is at least a true immortal.

Er Ha saw the old man walking towards him step by step, trying his best to suppress his breath, for fear that the breath would scare him, he slowly approached him.

"Brother dog, don't be afraid... This old man won't hurt you..." said the old man coconut.

Er Ha stared at the old man in front of him, keeping a certain distance: "Who is the senior?"

"Under...the last name is Pang, and the single name is a light character. You can also call the old man's Dao name: Guang Dao Ren." The coconut old man put his hand to his mouth and replied softly, the voice was almost soft. into the sea breeze.

Erha: "Senior, can you be a little more normal..."

As a result, the senior Pang fell to his knees and sighed deeply: "It's not because your master is too strong..."

"..." Er Ha suddenly realized.

How dare you be scared by the little master!

There is a psychological shadow!

No wonder!

Erha: "Have you met my master?"

"Yeah...I met twice..."

Speaking of this, Pang Guang, the Daoist of Light, had already faintly sobbed: "This is the space that the old man has set up by himself... As a result, your master seems to come here and leave when he wants... Really, a little bit. No face!"

The Daoist Light was lying on the ground, pouting his ass, beating the ground crazily, crying while beating the ground, without the demeanor of a true immortal...

This scene made Erha silent.

It seems that this blow is not small...be calm! senior! Ants have been racing for ten years!

In the sobbing sound of this senior Pang, Er Ha had a general understanding of the whole thing.

A while ago, when the little master Ling went to Fatty Luo's shop to help Father Wang maintain the kitchen knife, he happened to see that Fatty Luo had a celestial mark stone in his hand. So, the little master Ling used the sky to help Fatty Luo identify, but he was unexpectedly introduced by the hidden space in the Tianhen stone, and saw the light Taoist Pang Guang in front of him...

Light Daoist: "At the beginning, I wanted to accept him as a disciple, let him become my follower, help this old man erect 9,981 statues around the world, and find another 99,981 disciples. ...This way the old man can successfully read the reincarnation spiritual robbery, surpass the real immortal, and reach the realm of immortal respect. But who knows, your master will not agree at all!"

Erha: "..." It's hell if you agree!

He sighed: "The space I set up is set to automatically sign a soul contract as long as the first person enters the space. After the first attempt failed, I wanted to use the power of the contract to infiltrate your master again. find him in my dreams..."

Erha: "And then what?"

Daoist Light: "Then... I was blocked..."

Two clam: "..."

It's not clear what other people will do in such a situation, but after hearing what this senior Pang said, Er Ha really thinks that this is indeed something that the little master did!

It may be difficult for others to block the contract, so that the power of the contract cannot be generated normally, but for Ling Zhenren, it is like playing!

Daoist Guang had a feeling of wanting to cry when he said this: "If you hadn't signed a contract with your master a while ago, this old man would have been trapped in space for the rest of his life..."

Two clam: "..."

Daoist Guang took a deep breath and said, "This time, the old man found Brother Dog. I want to ask Brother Dog, can you help the old man to convey a message like the seniors outside..."

Co-author this is here waiting for it?

Hearing this, Er Ha couldn't help but smile.

It smells a... business opportunity...

"What's the benefit?" Er Ha stared at the old man.

"A blueprint for a maker. This blueprint is absolutely impossible for anyone to refuse... Even the old man felt that in order to win a chance for freedom, there would still be some losses to hand over this blueprint."

"What drawing?" This successfully aroused Erha's interest.

The Guangdao man couldn't help but smile: "Before I say it, I want to ask Brother Dog another little question..."

Two clam: "???"

Daoist Light: "Do you know the true strength of your master?"

"You want to inquire about the realm of my master?"

Er Ha looked up at him with the dog's head raised: "It's better for this senior Pang to judge by himself, but I can tell you my master's cultivation method."

Daoist Light: "Oh? Come and listen!"

"I insist on doing radio gymnastics and eye exercises every day. In addition to this, I have to do one character, one seal and five three."

"..."

"What is Five Three?"

"Five years of college entrance examination, three years of simulation."

"..."