Chapter 28: Wang Ling's Small Wooden Sword
At this moment, Wang Ling's Cold Stage passive skill was activated again, and the WeChat group once again fell into a mesmerizing silence.
Even the old antique couldn't say a word when he saw the photo, which was enough to see the powerful killing power of this photo.
As Wang Ling's tablemate, Erdan Master Guo Hao had always felt that Wang Ling's cold field skill was no less than a weapon of mass destruction, it was just too terrifying.
Obviously, the crowd was stunned by such a wooden sword and began to doubt life.
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Old antique in the end is an old antique, as a man who has experienced a great storm, after a long five minutes, the pupils finally refocused from the state of laxity, fixed his eyes on the soft keyboard in the void, looking at the eyes to press out a few words: "Wang Ling students ...... you, is it serious? "
"En." Wang Ling's reply was still concise and sparing.
"......" Now even the old timers were completely speechless.
As for the several junior partners, their inner thoughts were different.
Chen Chao: I didn't expect Wang Ling's classmate's family situation to be so difficult ...... No wonder he was so low key on weekdays, and Sun Rong's classmates were so concerned about him. It turns out that I thought too much ah, Wang Ling students are really lack of care!
Master Erdan: I didn't expect that under the high and cold appearance of Wang Ling's classmates, there was such a resilient heart hidden ...... All these years, it's really not easy to get to this point! In the future, we have to care more about him before!
Lin Xiaoyu: It's time to find Wang Ling's classmate a caring boyfriend!
Sun Rong, on the other hand, is holding her chin in consideration of whether to launch a wave of love donations in the name of the Flower Fruit Water Curtain Group - for Wang Ling's classmates who live in the suburbs, to raise money to buy a big pink sword full of love!
Wang Ling: You guys are really enough!
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Spirit swords with a mahogany texture might have been popular ten years ago, but now they would be completely obsolete products. With more and more powerful sword casting materials flooding the market, mahogany spirit swords have been completely reduced to cabbage prices. Currently, only a small number of manufacturers still produce them in quantities every year, and then sell them wholesale to educational institutions for use in kindergartens, preschools, and elementary school for introductory education in spirit swords. ......
Therefore, seeing Wang Ling show his small wooden sword, the old antique felt that Wang Ling's classmates must have had a very unhappy childhood!
Normal parents, the attitude towards their own children's first spirit sword should be extraordinarily serious. This could be seen from Chen Chao, Sun Rong and the others.
In contrast, the Mahogany Spirit Sword was just too much of a drop in the bucket.
No matter how hard one suffers, one cannot suffer a child, and no matter how poor one is, one cannot be poor in education.
What kind of era is this, where the ghosts have all evolved in the extreme, and you still use a spirit sword made of mahogany? Even if you hang it above your bed, it won't ward off evil spirits!
Looking at the photo projection in the void, the old antique secretly sighed: it seems that this matter, he is time to react to Mr. Pan, give Wang Ling students a deep home visit to do na!
Wang Ling: "......"
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Tuesday of the third week of school, eight o'clock in the morning.
Everyone appeared at the school gate as promised, taking the bus to travel together to the 59th Middle School to participate in a four-day student council exchange program.
The group of people traveled light, and everything they had to bring was already tucked away in the pockets of their school uniforms.
Wang Ling got on the bus and found a seat in the last row.
Erdan and Chen Chao got on the car and looked at Wang Ling sitting in the last row, after the two of them exchanged glances, they sat next to Wang Ling on the left and the right, just like a door god.
Wang Ling: "......"
From yesterday, after Wang Ling had basked in the small wooden sword, Chen Chao and the others unanimously felt that caring for Wang Ling's classmates should start from small details.
This made Wang Ling feel heartfelt trepidation.
The low-key high school life did not unfold according to the plot he had imagined, which was greatly out of Wang Ling's own expectations. One must know that these people who were now sitting in the bus with him were all once on his watch out list.
God knows what kind of sinful karma this is ......
Wang Ling felt that maybe he was offending too much this year.
The afterglow fell on Sun Rong and Lin Xiaoyu who were sitting hand in hand not far away, Wang Ling knew even if he didn't read his mind that Lin Xiaoyu, the senior corrupt woman, was 80% setting up CP for the three men again.
The large fifty people bus, the result is that all five people shrunk in the back row, leaving the old man alone to accompany the bus driver sitting in the front seat. The good thing is that the old antique does not care about these, he only need to ensure the safety of the students on the line, lonely a little bit does not matter, there is a stock of snacks in the coat pocket waiting for him to slowly enjoy.
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For the first time being so closely clustered in a pile of people, Wang Ling maintained his usual reticence and quietly listened to the topics discussed around him.
Because of his natural affinity with electronics, almost all of the real-time information that Wang Ling could read was done through mind reading. In this way, he ensured that he wouldn't be too out of touch with the times.
Master Erdan and Chen Chao were chatting away.
Master Erdan pushed up his glasses, ''Have you heard, not long ago, on a construction site, a mouthful of ancient tombs was discovered. According to expert testimony, this ancient tomb is most likely a fake tomb set up by one of those two great powerhouses from the Ancient Era."
Ancient Era Mighty One ......
As soon as Wang Ling heard this, he knew that this must be talking about the two old devils of the cultivation world, Han Li and Wang Lin.
Before the Huaxiu Country had become a country, these two were the figures of the day. Even the literature ancient books were included before the Great Dou Qi Era, belonging to the cultivation Yuanzu level characters. But now they were forever silenced in the annals of history along with their glorious deeds in the past, becoming popular knowledge points in the history classes of the old timers; and among them, Han Li's Cultivation Theorem and the Rank Measurement Method left behind by Wang Lin had become the high number of exam points that a group of scholars loved to hate.
There had always been rumors that both Old Devil Han and Old Devil Wang were actually not dead. Because so far, the ancient tombs that Hua Xiu Kingdom had found throughout the country were all fake tombs. And these fake tombs are most likely the blindfolds left by these two living fossil characters.
But this claim was baseless, because according to historical records, the two great powers were indeed impacting the final step of immortality, both failing and falling into the Heavenly Dao.
"This matter seems to have made quite a fuss." Chen Chao nodded, this was a big deal, and he had certainly heard about it long ago.
"Of course it's big! Because there are quite a few suspicions surrounding this matter."
Master Erdan said mysteriously, "After identification by the relevant experts, this tomb belongs to Old Devil Wang. But it's strange that the fragment of the Palm Heavenly Vase used by Old Devil Han was actually found in Old Devil Wang's tomb. You know the origin of the Palm Bottle, right? According to historical records, this was Old Devil Han's royal treasure, allowing spirit medicines to rapidly catalyze maturation in a short period of time."
"Then why did it appear in Old Devil Wang's fake tomb?" Hearing the topic of the two, Sun Rong couldn't help but ask curiously as well.
"That's why this matter is strange."
Master Erdan spread his hands, "Now, Old Devil Han's fans, the Han Family Army, stated that this fake tomb actually belongs to Old Devil Han. However, Wang Jiajun, a fan of Wang Old Devil, is again unconvinced and believes that this shard might have been forged out of Wang Old Devil's life, and wants to use this method to confuse the public."
"But this is just a mouthful of fake tomb, what's there to argue about?" Lin Xiaoyu said that he couldn't understand it at all.
"This is what you don't understand ......"
In response, Master Erdan spread his hands, "It's like the war between the salty and sweet parties in the tofu brain, arguing for thousands of years, but still no result bureau? Just like the current Han family army and the Wang family army, know clearly that there is no result, but still want to tear on a wave to give their favorite beans to rub the microblogging heat, even if it is to brush a sense of existence, but also not a loss ah."
Crowd: "......"
