The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Chapter 1765: Chapter 1,761, the clever Wang Muyu (1/92)

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This punch was as easy as crushing dried twigs. It seemed to contain an ancient destructive power that split the earth hammer under Zhou Ziyi’s feet on the spot, creating a fissure in the ground that split into pieces, the terrifying fissure extended in all directions with Wang Muyu’s punch as the center, forming a crisscrossed and complicated abyss that could not be seen..

Zhou Ziyi was completely dumbfounded. At the instant Wang Muyu punched out, he was wrapped in the spiritual energy bubble that Wang Muyu had split into. He looked at the layered world that was about to collapse from Wang Muyu’s punch, he was also extremely shocked.

“This...”he opened his mouth wide. Such power... was too strong. It was enough to prove that Wang Muyu was the son of a martial saint.

Zhou Ziyi even felt that this power was overflowing..

Moreover, for some unknown reason, Zhou Ziyi seemed to have vaguely heard a sobbing sound after being beaten up by Wang Muyu’s punch.

Wait a minute..

Where did this sobbing sound come from?

His mind was filled with question marks and he was extremely puzzled.

When Wang Muyu saw this, he quickly cast a recovery spell and restored the layered space that he had beaten into a mess back to its original appearance in the blink of an eye.

It wasn’t until everything had returned to normal that he rubbed his head in embarrassment. “Ah, I’m sorry... I didn’t mean it. I’m afraid that punch just now made the spirit of Earth cry.”

“Spirit of Earth...”

Zhou Ziyi’s throat couldn’t help rolling.

These days, under Odd Zhuo’s leadership, he had received a lot of knowledge that went beyond the thinking mode and worldview of a normal cultivator, so he naturally knew about the existence of the spirit of the universe.

Every time his master-in-law, Wang Ling, made a move on Earth, the spirit of the Earth would tremble, afraid that it would be pierced by his master-in-law’s punch if it wasn’t careful, or that it would be sent flying out of the Solar System like a bowling ball..

As the spirit of the Earth, which was in a state of constant fear, its spirit was also extremely fragile. It was a spirit of the planet that could easily cry.

Wang Muyu had forgotten that even though he had used the spatial separation technique and no matter how much damage he caused, it would not affect the real world. However, according to the principles of the technique, the damage caused by the spatial separation technique.., would still be reflected on the body of the spirit of Earth.

The difference was that...

One was an external injury, while the other was an internal injury..

His punch just now was too fierce and did not leave any strength behind. The power of the punch directly penetrated the core of the earth.

If it hadn’t been for the fact that he had heard the Earth’s spirit’s cry and immediately restored the situation in the layered space, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

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When the Earth’s Spirit’s sobs rang out, Wang Ling happened to be sandwiched between Sky Dog and Martial Saint Jiang, who were staring at each other with burning eyes and unable to move.

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He knew exactly how the Earth’s spirit had cried.

What was even more unexpected was that as the originator of this cry, Wang Muyu had, in a sense, helped him out of the situation.

Thus, Wang Ling’s emotions were very complicated at the moment. He had thought that this little guy would give him trouble, but he hadn’t expected that it would actually help him instead.

Of course, the most important thing was...

He found that this time, the snacks in the little guy’s small backpack actually contained crispy noodle snacks..

Wang Ling’s eyes instantly lit up.

This... They were practically in the same boat!

The Cry of the spirit of Earth attracted the attention of heavenly dog and Martial Saint Jiang.

Martial Saint Jiang frowned and looked elsewhere. “Strange, why do I hear a faint cry? It sounds like a girl from some family has been abused.”

Wang Ling hadn’t expected this grade three heavenly dog in front of him to actually have a sense of justice when it heard the word “Domestic abuse.””I’ll check it out right away! No matter what happens, domestic abuse isn’t right!” ????????????????????аd. ᴄom

“...”

Just like that, the entire conversation around Wang Ling instantly shifted.

Later, Wang Ling heard that this mysterious cry coming from treasure city had been woven into one of the top ten unsolved mysteries of the cultivation world... until a very long time later, no one had been able to come up with a reasonable explanation.

Seeing that this treasure city branch dog had already fallen into a new mystery, Wang Ling was the first to quickly retreat. By the time this treasure city branch dog realized what was going on, the two of them were already gone.

This was an excellent opportunity to escape, and it was impossible for Wang Ling not to seize it. However, even though he was far away from the trouble of the multi-treasure city branch dog, martial Saint Jiang’s gaze on Wang Ling’s Back was still burning.

Wang Ling remembered that the last ten generals who had wanted to take him as a disciple was General Yi, and Immortal Toya had happened to be on the side at that time, so he had directly used immortal Toya as a shield.

Who would have thought that after nearly half a year, he would actually find another one..

Wang Ling felt that there was really something wrong with the cultivation quality of the young people in the cultivation world these days. There were so many cultivators in the world, how could it be possible that they couldn’t find a person with a unique root?

As the saying went, there was no harm without comparison. If it hadn’t been for the fact that the cultivation quality of the young people around him generally didn’t meet the standards, he wouldn’t have been so outstanding.

After leaving the underground intelligence trading market, martial Saint Jiang still followed him relentlessly.

“Little brother, I will not force you to become my disciple. It is not sweet to force things, but I still hope that you can consider it. After all, your bone structure is indeed very suitable for my “Holy Spirit Fist Art”. If you can cultivate this fist art to the highest level in the future and open up a Holy Hall in your body...”

At this point, martial Saint Jiang suddenly narrowed his eyes and revealed a mysterious and unfathomable expression. He then said softly, “You can defeat your opponent with one move, and you can kill someone with just one slap!”

“...”

Hearing this, Wang Ling forcefully suppressed the corners of his mouth that were twitching.

Kill someone with one slap..

This was already his old skill; even if he didn’t learn this fist dao, he could still do it completely.

He didn’t speak directly.

Fortunately, the appearance of an acquaintance at this time instantly gave Wang Ling a glimmer of hope.

That person was Zhou Ziyi.

He was also a new grand-disciple that he had recently recognized.

Because Odd Zhuo had already officially connected with Lotus Sun and Jiang Yingying and was currently dealing with Silver Fox and the others, he couldn’t withdraw for the time being, so he sent Zhou Ziyi over to help.

Of course, apart from Zhou Ziyi, there was another person... Wang Muyu, who had come with Zhou Ziyi.

Although this little guy had changed his appearance, his eyes were blank when he saw him. He was afraid that Wang Muyu wouldn’t be able to resist pouncing on him in his original appearance... if that really happened.., he probably wouldn’t be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

But in fact, this little guy didn’t do that. On the contrary, he was very clever. He walked in Wang Ling’s direction, then turned around and pounced on the fat otaku he had transformed into, he directly pounced into martial Saint Jiang’s arms. “Daddy...”

Martial Saint Jiang was so frightened that he immediately wet his pants. “Young man, don’t talk nonsense! This old man isn’t married yet... Where did my son come from...”

Wang Muyu threw himself into martial saint Jiang’s arms and refused to give up. “Father, do you still remember Tan Erniang from the two immortal bridges on Chenhua Road... Tan Yuhe? !”

This cry instantly drew a lot of sidelong glances from the people around them. Seeing that there were more and more people surrounding them, martial Saint Jiang didn’t dare follow Wang Ling anymore. He directly let go and ran away, leaving only an afterimage on the spot.

Wang Ling suddenly realized.

This little guy..

Seemed quite fragrant.