The Daily Life of the Immortal King

This is the clue that Xiao Hei obtained after two days and two nights based on the information provided by Song Qingshu. I thought that the incident would progress by leaps and bounds, but this step has not really been taken, and the clue is broken again here... Even Wang Ling has a vague feeling of pain.

Now, where to find such a little girl named Nuwa playing in the mud has become a very difficult problem.

Of course, if there was no restriction of the seal, Wang Ling could use his breath to track and lock the target, but the result of doing so would cause the power grid to be paralyzed around the world, which was not what Wang Ling wanted to see.

Obviously, the rock face is a tricky one. The owner of the altar looked at the distressed three people, and was also thinking deeply. After a while, he took out an iron box from his drawer and gave it to the Thunder Throwing True Monarch.

"Boss Tan...is this?"

"There is a hawthorn tree seed here." The boss replied: "This is a promise I made with the girl when I was a child. Find a place and plant the seeds. As long as this tree seed blooms and bears fruit one day, the girl will appear in the tree. Down."

"Does this really work..."

It's been so many years... Maybe I can't even remember the names of my kindergarten classmates. The promises made in the year of the monkey and the horse month of my childhood are really unreliable. True Monarch Thunder Throwing thought back to when he was a child, and every day he advocated that all the girls in the kindergarten should be brought home as wives, but until now... he is still a single dog!

"There is no other way, I have to use a dead horse as a living horse doctor..." Thunder Throwing True Monarch opened the iron box, pinched the hawthorn tree seed inside, and sighed.

It was almost midnight when I got the seeds of this hawthorn tree and returned to Wenxian Garden. During this time, Thunder Throwing True Monarch and Song Qingshu also went to confirm some things. They heard Erha say that in the daytime today, the Immortal Castle had sent two people here to investigate. Song Qingshu closed his eyes and knew that it must be someone sent by the mother of the castle, and wanted to confirm whether he was dead or not.

It's a pity, however, that the two of them were simply and rudely flushed away by Er Ha, and they couldn't ask for more details. Otherwise, if you leave these two tongues, you will definitely be able to ask many little-known secrets.

"These two days, you have to be careful. Those people must know that you are not dead." Thunder Throwing True Monarch instructed Song Qingshu while planting the seeds of this hawthorn tree in his backyard.

"Don't worry, senior, Senior Wang hasn't taken back the autumn clothes and pants!" Song Qingshu replied.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch sweated for a moment: "...Most of the magic weapons for enlightenment are time-sensitive, and my brother should re-enlighten them on a regular basis. I think there is not much time left for the autumn clothes and pants on your body. So , you have to run when it's time to run, you know?"

Song Qingshu nodded, like a chicken pecking at rice: "Well, of course, senior! I haven't returned the flip-flops from Senior Wang's house. If I run now, I'll run faster than a reporter!"

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Song Qingshu: "By the way, are these hawthorn seeds really useful?"

"Who knows..." Thunder Throwing True Monarch patted the spiritual soil under his hands and let out a slight sigh.

According to Thunder Throwing True Monarch's calculations, with the blessing of the spiritual soil, and according to the current cultivation speed, it will take at least five days for the seeds to germinate. It takes at least half a month to wait until it grows into a hawthorn tree. The most important thing is that it is still a question whether the girl named Nuwa will appear as promised.

The two stared at this spiritual soil and fell into contemplation, and both felt a complete pain in the eggs.

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June 3, Friday of the sixth week of school.

This morning, several families were happy and some families were worried. For a military training, the boys cut their hair into stubby inch. There are also some more heroic ones, such as Chen Chao, who was directly shaved by the hairdresser.

Chen Chao held his head and wanted to cry without tears: He clearly told the barber very clearly that he only needed to fix it... Even if it was cut to a board inch, he would still be handsome! Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the hairdresser picked up the knife and made him into a bald-headed Wu Ke after repairing and embroidering.

Chen Chao felt that he must have owed a huge sum of money to the barber in his last life.

When Teacher Pan walked into the class, there was actually some noise in the class, and everyone was discussing the issue of hairstyles. But today, Teacher Pan uncharacteristically did not get angry. Instead, he silently put the lecture notes on the podium, and together with the girls around him, he admired the stubborn head shape of the boys.

As a boy, it should be so refreshing and refreshing, so good!

As a teaching pioneer in No. 60 Middle School, Mr. Pan has led many elite classes of students. Among them, the most impressive thing is Teacher Pan's strict teaching style and class rules; Teacher Pan is a person who likes to follow the rules, and after being in contact with Teacher Pan for a long time, everyone will be left with Teacher Pan's obsessive-compulsive disorder. I am very impressed... Now that all the boys have shaved, Teacher Pan's mood is as comfortable as the long-term release of constipation.

On the one hand, Teacher Pan was delighted with the new appearance of the boys in Class One and Three of Senior High School. On the other hand, the General Administration of Hundred Schools in Songhai City exploded again.

Zhuo Yi sat at the desk with a bit of bitterness. Zhuo Yi has been unable to let go of this since he was attacked by the Shadow Stream Killer last time at No. 60 High School, so he strengthened the vigilance of all high schools within the scope of the Hundred Schools General Administration of Songhai City once he took office. Avoid escalating heresy.

Zhuo Yi didn't want to make another mistake in the stall where he worked.

The official culture of a cultivator is far more complicated than ordinary people imagine... Sixty Middle School is his alma mater, if he can't even protect his own alma mater, it will inevitably become a source of discussion and talk in the mouths of others. It was the turn of No. 60 High School's military training soon, so Zhuo Yi was also secretly strengthening the No. 60 High School's guard these days.

But unfortunately, Zhuo Yi received a bad news before this moment.

Earlier, the younger sister of the Shadow Stream Lord who was captured at No. 59 High School... escaped from prison!

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Songhai Class I Prison is a Class I felon prison deployed by the Cultivation Police Department. There used to be many "famous" prisoners imprisoned here. The important criminal from Furi Cultivation University who poisoned his roommate was imprisoned here for a long time, and was finally executed according to law.

This incident alarmed the leaders at the national level. During this period, members of the Central Cultivation Inspection Team were also in Songhai City, and Secretary Dakang rushed to the scene almost immediately. To be honest, it is really incredible to be escaped from a national first-level felon prison.

You must know that all the cultivators who were sent to the prison had special sealing spells applied to them, and the handcuffs on their hands were also specially made to restrict the output of their abilities. And under the prison with a radius of 10,000 miles, there is a huge banning circle, plus a high wall that even attacking giants from all directions can't get in. It is nonsense to escape from the prison...

After Secretary Dakang arrived at the scene, the Cultivation Police Department has dispatched a serious crime investigation team to investigate the situation.

The only good news for sure is that the prisoners have not yet walked out of the confines of Songhai Senior Prison...

It's just that the way to escape is a little weird. The other party actually dismantled the steel plate under the bed, and only used a fork for instant noodles to forcibly dig a passage!

According to the on-site investigation of the experienced police officer Wang, he found that this instant noodle fork... actually belonged to Master Kong!