The Daily Life of the Immortal King

From Mr. Lu's current understanding of President Bai, this President Bai is a person with quite strong self-healing ability, and his self-healing methods are all created by himself.

To be honest, even Wang Ling felt a little surprised.

After all, in terms of self-healing ability, looking at the human world and the demon world, those who can surpass the tree clan in terms of self-healing ability, Wang Ling felt that apart from himself... there should be no one else who can compare with the tree clan. And most importantly, Wang Ling felt that there was no one who could hurt him, so in fact, Wang Ling's recovery ability had not had the chance to be used so far.

The source infuriating energy in his body has its own powerful self-healing properties, and even if it is just a little bit of skin, it can be repaired at the speed of light.

Now suddenly a person with powerful self-healing ability has appeared. Wang Ling feels that this person is in a sense... also a talent!

In the prison, there is now a mage like the old devil, an archer like Cheng Yu, the master of the Xianfu Palace, and a melee powerhouse like the Evil Sword God, plus Jiang Liuyue, the master of the shadow stream who has been isolated. The level difference is a bit... but he is an assassin anyway. If this President Bai can be caught, and when this "nurse" is imprisoned, a team battle lineup will be alive!

Wang Ling sighed deeply, but actually felt a little tired.

He felt that he had just sent a lot of people to prison in the last half of the semester, and all of them were big bosses. The point was that even so, his life was still not peaceful.

At this time, Wang Ling thought a little unrealistically. If he continued to develop at this rate, he felt that by the time he graduated from high school, Songhai City No. 1 Prison might not be overcrowded.

Now it's just a team battle lineup... By the time I graduate, I'm afraid that the people I catch will add up to form a legion.

This President Bai is a bit powerful!

but……

Definitely can't beat Master!

but……

I definitely can't beat Wang Ling!

After listening to Mr. Lu's explanation, Zhuo Yi and Thunder Throwing True Monarch pondered in their hearts. Their hearts were almost in harmony as if they had negotiated, and they achieved a perfect unison.

Zhuo Yi is in charge of inquiries, while Thunder Throwing True Monarch is taking notes. These are the first evidence for Mr. Lu as the informant, and also an important reference for Mr. Lu to reduce his sentence in the future. Over the years, Mr. Lu has been instigated by President Bai to do a lot of wrong things. It can be said that he helped President Bai to engage in illegal trading of spirit beasts in private. There is no way to escape this.

Although Mr. Lu will be arranged by the Thunder Throwing True Monarch to follow Song Qingshu to atone for his sins and be a "formaldehyde purifier" for a period of time.

But, wrong, wrong!

There is no way to escape punishment.

Some just reduce the criminal law.

According to the latest "Anti-Spirit Killing Law", even if the punishment is light, the minimum sentence is five years. Exoneration is almost impossible. Of course, if Mr. Lu did not take the initiative to explain the facts of the crime and act as a tainted witness like he did now, he might be sentenced to be an accomplice of the President Bai and be directly imprisoned for two hundred years.

Five years is neither short nor short, but for the long-lived tree clan, it may be just a flick of a finger for Mr. Lu.

And if Mr. Lu was really sent in, Mr. Lu might soon have his sentence commuted for his excellent performance in purifying the prison air...

Zhuo Yi stared at the record made by the Thunder Throwing Lord, and he wrote down everything that the Thunder Throwing Lord said without a word. It was the first time he saw Thunder Throwing True Monarch's words, and he felt that in terms of Thunder Throwing True Monarch's lively and detached character, it was a bit too beautifully written.

They all say that the words are like people, but the words of Thunder Throwing Zhenjun have no lively and casual feeling at all. Every word is beautiful, neat and dignified, just like it is printed. A little lost for a moment.

Zhuo Yi looked at the notes, and suddenly noticed a key recorded in the notes, and quickly looked up at Mr. Lu: "Can Mr. Lu explain the origin of the black umbrella?"

This question also made Wang Ling and Thunder Throwing True Monarch look slightly positive.

Regarding space-related magic weapons, the state has always been very strict. Currently, most of the space-related magic weapons that are publicly sold in the magic weapon trading market are for storage. There is no such powerful ability to instantly open up enchantments and teleport. But according to Mr. Lu's account before, the origin of this black umbrella is obviously very unusual.

With the ability to teleport in space and the ability to open up and gather, its grade even surpassed the purple gold gourd developed by Immortal Zhenyuan back then.

Mr. Lu thought about it and said, "Although this old man only helped Bai Zhe to hold an umbrella before, but in private, this old man has personally felt the power surging from this umbrella. This umbrella is at least a first-class holy weapon. And it is very likely to be a quasi-artifact level... The origin is extraordinary."

Quasi-artifact?

Everyone in the field was slightly taken aback.

Artifacts and the like are absolutely forbidden. It is equivalent to the existence of a national treasure. A country with one or two artifacts in its hand has a considerable deterrent effect, and even has a strong word in the world. right. However, an artifact cannot be created, it is a special product born of nature.

At present, the highest magic weapon that can be created by human cultivators and whose power is comparable to that of an artifact is only one of the anti-world-level magic tools.

And the quasi-artifact, that is, the product of the next level than the artifact, also cannot be created. But the real power is a bit worse than the artifact.

But even if it is a bit worse than the real artifact, it is much stronger than the first-grade holy artifact!

Thunder Throwing True Monarch held his chin and thought.

He is informing all the people who have recorded the list of magical weapons. If this small black umbrella is really a first-grade holy weapon or a near-quasi-artifact, there is no way that there is no record on the international list.

"To dare to openly use such a strictly restricted magic weapon, this person is not small!" Zhuo Yi snorted: "As for the origin of this black magic umbrella, what are the thoughts of Master, Zhenjun and Brother Xiaoyin? ?"

In fact, Zhuo Yi is really ignorant of these levels of knowledge. After all, his experience is limited. He just graduated from university and worked not long ago. But the experience is definitely not lost.

After all, this dead senior runs such a large comprehension forum, receiving all kinds of the freshest gossip information every moment of every day, and it is normal for him to have a high experience.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch folded his arms, pondered for a while, then seemed to remember something, and suddenly raised his head: "It's the Promise Umbrella!"

"What!?"

Zhuo Yi was surprised: "Which joke? Funny joke!?"