A famous writer once said: Man is a reed with thoughts.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest, everything in the world follows this principle, and so does life.
Wang Ling is only 16 years old this year, and his mind is not yet mature. This is why Wang Ling cannot stop learning for a moment.
But now his thoughts can grow up healthily and he has not been led astray. All this is due to the education that Wang’s father and mother gave him since he was a child. After all, the couple is engaged in literature, and they have written so many protagonists who are middle-aged children.
He is a person who naturally knows how to make his children thrive with all-round development of "moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical skills".
Just like now, Wang Ling spent dozens of seconds to analyze and complete the Shinto and fully understand it.
"You learn so slowly." Wang Ling felt a little disappointed.
He learns anything very quickly and can master it in just a few tenths of a second. No matter how difficult the Mathematical Olympiad problem is, as long as he masters the attack and problem-solving routines, he can solve the problem in almost microseconds.
As a result, this Shinto actually took him dozens of seconds...
Wang Ling thought he had learned enough, but now he found that he still needed to hone his learning ability.
Tens of seconds is too slow!
Wang Ling has decided that after this matter is over, he will buy a few more sets of "San Wu" and go back to play through them.
It seems like I haven’t practiced enough!
Could it be that he has written too little? Wang Ling thought in his mind. Although the characteristics of the pen monster and the rubber spirit are that he must master 100% of the knowledge before he can complete the homework for himself, on the other hand,
In other words, this also cultivates one's own "laziness".
This can't go on like this.
As an outstanding young man who upholds the core values of cultivation, Wang Ling feels that he should pursue progress even more.
"you……"
On the other side, the Shinto Star Lord on the throne stared at Wang Ling. If the white sheath girl hadn't pointed it out in public, he would never have thought that this young man was the truly difficult person to deal with!
He should have noticed a long time ago that there are so many heavy magic rings on Bai Sheath's body, which do not belong to Bai Sheath's own power at all. Who helped her add these magic rings?
Now the Shinto Star Master finally realized the problem.
Every time he plundered a planet, he would first identify the strongest person on that planet and imprison him to the Shinto planet before taking action.
This time, his first choice was Bai Sheath. As for Wang Ling...
From the perspective of the Shinto Star Lord, this is a person who is completely implicated.
And this person is really only sixteen years old...
Cultivators can use spells and elixirs to delay their own aging, but the "vigor" contained in their bodies will gradually disappear as they age.
This is a major indicator used by cultivators to judge age. This kind of thing cannot be imitated. A strong person can see the vitality from the breath at a glance.
He could feel that Wang Ling's body was full of vitality.
This is a symbol for young people.
The Shinto Star Master's eyes flickered, with murderous intent in his eyes. He stared at Wang Ling and said in a cold voice: "One of the geniuses in this universe is enough. This lofty king's chair is only worthy of me."
He held the chair case and poured a stream of divine energy into the seven-color gems embedded in the chair case. Suddenly, a huge amount of divine energy rushed up, carrying dazzling golden light and impacting all directions.
Wang Ling stood where he was, motionless. Bai Sheath hid behind Wang Ling, feeling a sense of security.
Such overwhelming divine pressure came crashing down like a turbulent wave, but Wang Ling's small body was like an island in the vast ocean, unmoving.
He just waved his hand, and another wave of divine pressure was released in an understatement to offset the power, leaving the white sheath behind him stunned.
A phoenix sounded.
Several three-headed phoenixes flew out of the seven-color gems that had been previously injected with divine energy.
These are all extinct creatures, just like the ancient ferocious Kuns that Wang Zhen kept in captivity before. They are also species from the ancient times and are now extinct.
These living creatures have only been seen in the "Encyclopedia of Cultivation", and even in museums they are not fully displayed, only 3D models made with reference to the residual bones.
If the original bones are used as exhibits, they will inevitably be coveted by criminals.
These ferocious beasts can also be called mythical beasts. They are treasures from head to toe, and their value is even higher than that of sacred beasts!
Back then, the Holy Beast clan was driven to near extinction because of a rumor.
Not to mention what will happen if these "mythical beasts" come back to the world again.
Wang Ling could already imagine how these guys would become a meal.
Seven three-headed phoenixes spit out colorful divine fire from their mouths and rushed towards Wang Ling. Wang Ling looked at the palace in front of him with calm eyes.
These seven adult three-headed phoenixes, with their wings spread and their mouths tens of feet wide, carry an astonishing amount of divine power. They were obviously raised by the Shinto Star Lord at a very young age.
Their bloodline is noble and they are much more advanced than the fierce Kun.
The Shinto Star Master considers himself omnipotent, so Wang Ling is not surprised at all to have these battle pets.
Didn’t that rookie Wang Zhen also open a fish farm to raise Kun...
For the adult three-headed phoenix, the power of the colorful divine fire was more powerful than imagined, but the flames did not penetrate Wang Ling's barrier. Now, Wang Ling has understood the divine way, and with the addition of the ten great universes and three thousand avenues, etc.
His powerful fighting strength is enough to withstand any damage.
But these seven three-headed phoenixes have been raised by the Shinto Star Lord since they were young. They have also believed in their hearts that the Shinto Star Lord is the strongest in the universe, so they don't pay attention to Wang Ling at all.
"The only way to blaspheme the gods is to die!" the leader of the three-headed phoenix shouted. It opened its beak full of fangs, flicked its long wings, and several wind feathers flew out and stabbed Wang Ling's vital part with the colorful divine fire.
"Back off."
Wang Ling didn't even look at it and waved it with the back of his hand.
The colorful divine fire that filled the sky was actually extinguished by a fan...
Before the three-headed phoenix could react, the power from the back of his hand sent all seven of them spinning.
Before the Shinto Star Master could repair it, the seven three-headed phoenixes he summoned had turned into seven pools of blood and exploded on the palace wall.
The combat power of the seven three-headed phoenixes is as weak as mosquitoes...
The Shinto Star Lord's expression finally changed. He stood up from the king's chair and glared at Wang Ling: "Very good, very good! You are the first, let me rise..."
However, before he could even finish the word "get up", a voice interrupted his thoughts.
Wang Ling never spoke, only a terrifying voice that shocked the soul sounded in the mind of the Shinto Star Master: "Since you like to sit, then never get up..."
I saw Wang Ling curling his lips and trembling in his steps.
The Shinto Star Master felt a huge pressure on his shoulders, and his buttocks sat back again...