The Daily Life of the Immortal King

People, never stop learning.

A famous writer once said: Man is a thinking reed.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, everything in the world follows this principle, and so does life.

Wang Ling is only 16 years old this year, and his mind is still immature, which is why Wang Ling can't stop studying for a moment.

But now his thoughts can grow healthily and he has not been led astray. All this is also due to the education of Wang's father and Wang mother since he was a child. After all, the couple are engaged in literature, and having written so many characters whose protagonists are secondary illnesses, they naturally know how to make their children thrive with the all-round development of "moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor".

Just like now, it took Wang Ling tens of seconds to analyze and complete the divine way, and to integrate the divine way.

"You're really slow to learn." Wang Ling felt a little disappointed.

He learns everything very quickly, and he can master it in just a few tenths of a second. No matter how difficult the Olympiad problem is, as long as he masters the offensive and problem-solving routines, he can almost solve the problem in microseconds.

As a result, it took him dozens of seconds to perform the divine way...

Wang Ling thought he had learned enough, but now he found that he needed to improve his learning ability.

Dozens of seconds is too slow!

Wang Ling has already decided that after this matter is over, he will buy a few more sets of "Three Fives" and go back and read them.

From the looks of it, it was because I didn't practice enough!

Could it be that too little is written? Wang Ling thought to himself, the pen monster and the eraser spirit, although the characteristics of these two monsters are that he must master 100% of the knowledge before he can complete the homework on his behalf, but on the other hand, this also cultivates his " inertia".

It won't work like this.

As an outstanding young man who upholds the core values ​​of cultivationism, Wang Ling felt that he should pursue progress even more.

"you……"

On the other side, the Shinto Star Lord on the throne stared at Wang Ling. If the girl with a white sheath hadn't pointed it out in public, he would never have thought that this young man was the one who was really difficult to deal with!

He should have noticed long ago that there are so many magic rings on this white sheath, which do not belong to Bai Sheath's own power at all, and who helped her add these magic rings?

Now the Shinto star master finally realized the problem.

Every time he plunders a planet, he will first determine the strongest person on that planet, and then imprison the opponent on the Shinto star before doing anything.

This time, his preferred target was the white sheath, and as for Wang Ling...

From the perspective of Shinto Xingxing Lord, this is a person who is completely involved.

And this person is really only sixteen years old...

Cultivators can use spells and pills to delay their own aging, but the "vigor" contained in the body will gradually fade with age.

This is a major indicator used by cultivators to judge age, and this kind of thing cannot be imitated. The strong can see through the vitality at a glance.

He could feel that Wang Ling was full of vitality.

This is a symbol of belonging to young people.

The eyes of the Shinto star master flickered, and there was murderous intent in his eyes. He stared at Wang Ling, and his voice was extremely indifferent: "One genius in this universe is enough. This high-ranking king's chair is only worthy of this king."

He leaned on the chair case and poured a wave of divine energy into the seven-color gemstones inlaid in the chair case. Suddenly, a huge surge of divine energy rushed up, carrying an incomparably dazzling golden light and impacting all directions.

Wang Ling stood on the spot, motionless, and the white sheath hid behind Wang Ling, feeling a sense of security.

Such an overwhelming divine pressure came crashing like a stormy sea, but Wang Ling's small body was like an island in the vast ocean, unmoved.

He only waved his hand, and this wave of lightly swayed another wave of divine pressure to offset the force, making the white sheath behind him dumbfounded.

A phoenix cry sounded.

Several three-headed phoenixes flew out of the seven-color gems that had been infused with divine energy.

These are all extinct creatures, just like those ancient fierce kuns raised by Wang Zhen in captivity before, they are also species from the ancient times, and they are all extinct now.

These living king orders have only been seen in the "Encyclopedia of Cultivation". Even in museums, there is no complete display. There are only 3D models imitated with reference to the remaining bones.

If the original bone is used as an exhibit, it will inevitably be coveted by criminals.

These fierce creatures can also be called divine beasts. They are treasures from head to toe, and their value is even higher than holy beasts!

Back then, the holy beast clan was eaten to the point of near extinction because of a rumor.

Not to mention what will happen to these "divine beasts" when they come back to the world.

Wang Ling could already imagine how these guys would look like dinner on the plate.

Seven three-headed phoenixes rushed towards Wang Ling spit out seven-colored divine fire, and Wang Ling looked at the palace in front of him calmly.

These seven adult three-headed phoenixes, with their wings stretching tens of feet wide, possessed an astonishing amount of divine power, apparently they were kept in captivity by the Shinto star master when they were very young.

Their bloodlines are noble, and they are much more advanced than the fierce kun.

The Shinto Star Lord believes that he is omnipotent, and Wang Ling is not surprised at all to have these pets.

Didn't Wang Zhen's vegetable chicken also open a fishing ground to raise kun...

For an adult three-headed phoenix, the power of the colorful fire is stronger than expected, but the flames did not penetrate Wang Ling's barrier. Now, Wang Ling has comprehended the divine way, and with the addition of the ten great universes and three thousand ways, this powerful combat power is enough for him to resist any harm.

But these seven three-headed phoenixes were kept in captivity by the Shinto Star Lord since they were young, and they already believed in their hearts that the Shinto Star Lord was the strongest in the universe, so they didn't take Wang Ling seriously at all.

"To blaspheme the gods, there is only one death!" The three-headed phoenix at the head made a sound. It opened its beak full of fangs, flicked its slender wings, and a few wind feathers flew out, accompanied by colorful divine fire, and stabbed at Wang Ling's vitals.

"Back off."

Wang Ling didn't even look at it, and waved it with the back of his hand.

The colorful divine fire that filled the sky was actually fanned out...

The three-headed phoenix didn't have time to react, the force on the back of the hand made them spin seven three-headed phoenix fans.

Before the Shinto Star Lord could repair it, the seven three-headed phoenixes he had summoned had turned into seven puddles of blood and exploded on the wall of the palace.

The combat power of the seven three-headed phoenixes is like mosquitoes... vulnerable...

The face of the Shinto Star Lord finally changed. He got up from the king's chair and glared at Wang Ling: "Very good, very good! You are the first one, let me get up..."

However, he didn't even finish the word "get up", when a voice interrupted his thoughts.

Wang Ling never opened his mouth, only a frightening voice rang out in the mind of the Shinto Star Lord: "Since you like to sit, never get up..."

I saw that Wang Ling hooked the corners of his lips, and his steps shook.

The Shinto star master felt a huge pressure on his shoulders, and his buttocks sat back again...