The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Hearing Yi Jianchuan say that he was responsible, Wang Muyu couldn’t remain calm. He was different from his father, Wang Ling, who could control his own power.

Of course, it was mainly because he wasn’t as strong as Wang Ling. Moreover, even if he didn’t cultivate, he could become stronger and stronger every day lying down, so he had to rely on a seal.

It was like a person losing weight too quickly, and their skin would become very loose. It was a gradual process, and realm was like skin; if you couldn’t keep up with the speed, it would naturally have an impact.

Although Wang Muyu could control his strength, in the end, he still didn’t have a clear shot. After all, he had never fired a shot at this sluice before..

He had no idea how much strength was the most suitable for this shot.

Forget it..

I’ll use the least amount of strength. As long as it doesn’t Pierce through, I won’t be blamed.

At this moment, a drop of cold sweat dripped down Wang Muyu’s face. He had learned very quickly. It was the mental cultivation method of the limitless sword dao that Yi Jianchuan had just used.

His fair and young palm aimed at the calm surface of the lake behind him and turned slightly. Waves of ripples instantly appeared on the calm surface of the lake. A drop of water from the lake was sucked up by him and hovered steadily on his fingertip like a flying leaf sticking to a flower.

The limitless sword principle was still quite inferior to the Stegosaurus gene that Wang Muyu had mastered. Therefore, Wang Muyu had never learned it before.

However, under such circumstances, his outstanding talent in cultivation and his own bloodline power still played an important advantage. He had only watched it once and had already completely learned it, all of his movements and trajectories were so smooth that it was hard to imagine. It was as if he had already practiced the moves to perfection, which shocked Yi Jianchuan deeply.

This little guy was actually more of a genius than he had imagined.

This was one of the most difficult mental cultivation techniques in the infinite sword principle. Although it was not developed by him, but passed down by his master, Sword Immortal Fan Rui, at that time, he had cultivated it for a whole 10 years before reaching the initial success, it took him 30 years to reach the final success... and 50 years to completely cultivate this move to perfection.

At that time, sword immortal fan Rui had already thought that this kind of comprehension was very astonishing.

It could be said that now that he had the status of sword saint and was able to become one of the founding fathers of Huaxiu Nation, Yi Jianchuan, the sword saint, could be said to be universally acknowledged by the cultivation world on Earth. He was an existence that was worthy of respect.

When would a genius be struck?

That would be when he met another genius who was even stronger than him..

If Wang Muyu wasn’t already his disciple, Yi Jianchuan felt that although his state of mind wouldn’t have reached the point of collapse, it would definitely be more complicated than it was now.

He spent fifty years..

This little guy learned it after watching it once. Moreover, his movements were incomparably smooth, and he was even a few times prettier than him.

Of course, the main reason was that this little guy was also good-looking, like a porcelain doll. Yi Jianchuan had always felt that Wang Muyu looked very familiar to him, and felt that they had met somewhere before.

They probably hadn’t met before, but he really looked familiar, especially those eyes..

Yi Jianchuan’s heart was constantly conflicted.

This was because grenade-throwing senior immortal had given him information that this little guy was an orphan with no parents. He was currently the adopted great-grandson of Sun Yiyuan, the old man of the Sun family, who had been living in the ancestral home in the countryside, he had only recently moved to the city.

Back then, when he had picked up the little wooden fish, he had only left the name “Wang Muyu”on him, so he had kept this name until now.

Although this explained to Yi Jianchuan why Wang Muyu was clearly Sun Yiyuan’s adopted great-grandson, he somehow felt that this story was very far-fetched..

How could he have known that this story was of course far-fetched.

This was because little silver, who had just started writing a novel like Father Wang, had basically made up the whole story according to the plot of an online novel.

Even Sun Yiyuan’s memories had been arranged so clearly that according to Little Silver’s settings, they had been directly recorded into Old Master Sun’s brain without anyone noticing.

It was very easy for Wang Ling to do this without anyone noticing, and the most important thing was that old master sun himself especially liked Mu Yu, otherwise, it was inevitable that there would be some side effects of rejection when it came to implanting memories.

But if old master sun liked him enough, then everything would be easy to handle, and just like that, he completely accepted Wang Muyu’s groundless background setting.

So the only real thing about Wang Muyu’s current identity setting was that he was indeed Sun Yiyuan’s great-great-grandson, and there was a formal adoption procedure.

And in response to Little Silver’s creation of this strange background, Odd Zhuo had secretly corrected the date loophole.

So Wang Muyu’s current identity was indeed that of a genius orphan who had grown up on Earth and had nothing to do with the Dragon Clan.

However, the sword saint’s intuition was very strong. Even though he had formed such a flawless background story, he still had doubts.

Therefore, just as Wang Muyu was about to launch the water droplets, yi Jianchuan asked out of the blue, “Oh right, Muyu, when I first met you, I wanted to ask you if we’ve met somewhere before. Or, do you have any older brothers?”

“No... teacher, you must have mistaken me for someone else, right?”Wang Muyu said, trying his best not to stutter.

After all, he had already made a pact with Wang Ling a long time ago, and in order not to give Wang Ling any trouble, he absolutely wouldn’t reveal that he knew Wang Ling in front of outsiders.

“I heard that you were able to be brought to the city this time because you’re also proficient in alchemy, right? Did you come up with the idea for the Sun family’s seven-dragon Muyu Pill?”

“Yes.”Wang Muyu admitted it directly because this was a story that had been set for him. There was nothing to deny. It was just that it was half true and half false.

He tried his best to remain calm as he continued to prepare to shoot water droplets, however, the third sentence of the sword saint came one after another. “Hey, say, you, wooden fish. You’re so cute, and your talent is so high. In my opinion, you’re not only talented in cultivating sword principle and alchemy, but also in other fields. You’re an all-rounder.”

“Teacher, you’re flattering me. I’m not that good,”Wang Muyu said humbly.

“No, no, no, this is definitely not flattering you. I’ve also seen many geniuses, but you... are indeed completely different from them. “Tell me, what were your parents thinking at that time? Why did they abandon you? “And with your intelligence and talent, I’m afraid your parents must be geniuses as well.”

Yi Jianchuan talked endlessly. The more he read, the more he felt that this was like those melodramatic romance novels, where a genius and a certain fairy were engaged in a secret marriage, and then married another person for various reasons, a certain fairy couldn’t wait for her lover, but still insisted on giving birth to the child and returning it to its ancestors.

In the end, on the day of the birth, due to an accident, she left first, causing the child in her belly to lose the last clue to find her father..

Sigh, it was too pitiful, too tragic... and, too melodramatic..

Was this really a plot that could be written by a carbon-based creature..

If that was really the case, it was actually very easy to lock in the scope. Although there were many people in the modern cultivation world, there were only a few geniuses on the pyramid.

Yi Jianchuan felt that according to the elimination method, he would be able to help Wang Muyu find his biological parents sooner or later.

As the Little Guy’s master, he had to know the background and background of the other party’s biological parents.

Therefore, at this moment, he suddenly looked at Wang Muyu and said, “Muyu, do you miss your parents? I might be able to help you find them.”

“Ah?”

The question that Yi Jianchuan had been racking his brain for made Wang Muyu shudder.

The scariest thing was that due to his lack of concentration, Wang Muyu’s control of his power had lost its accuracy. He could not stop himself at all. This water droplet turned into a laser beam.

With a whoosh, it pierced through the water barrier in front of him..

Boom!

A loud sound rang out!

A blinding light accompanied by the “Qi”condensed in the small drop of water directly exploded. The 200-meter-long water barrier cracked open from the middle and collapsed with a loud bang!

On the artificial lake, along with the huge rocks that were blown up in all directions, the surface of the water fluctuated unsteadily, and countless water pillars were smashed into the air by the rocks.

It was hard to believe that the power of Wang Muyu’s finger actually blew up the entire water barrier.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

On the bamboo raft, the master and Disciple finally fell into silence, each in a mess..

PS: Previously on the Seven Dragons Wood Fish Pill, please refer to Chapter 1746 of the novel: Old Master Sun’s little thoughts