The Daily Life of the Immortal King

True Monarch Thunder Throwing felt that these two female monks were quite strange. He took out his mobile phone and was about to take two pictures. The light of the mobile phone camera just flashed. As a result, the two female monks showed shocking expressions. The red-faced female cultivator immediately covered her face: "This is... what kind of hidden weapon?"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch was shocked. Although there are still many seniors in the cultivation circle who stick to the dogma and refuse to use modern technology, they don't even know about cell phones.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch simply turned the phone over and glanced at the photo just taken to the two female cultivators.

The female cultivator with a celebrity face was shocked by her face: "What kind of magic weapon are you? You can actually save images..."

The melon-faced female cultivator on the side also showed an expression of amazement: "Sister Mei, look! Your skin seems to be much more detailed in this magic weapon! This magic weapon also has the effect of keeping your face?"

This development made Wang Ling and Thunder Throwing True Monarch feel ashamed: "..." That's just the microdermabrasion function that comes with the phone.

It was just a mobile phone, which made the two female monks stunned for a long time.

After a full two minutes, the melon-faced female cultivator said in a low voice, "What is it, Miss Mei, could this magic weapon be what they call modern technology?"

"It should be!" The net red-faced female cultivator nodded seriously.

"Are you really the top of the Immortal Mansion?"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch is beginning to doubt the identities of these two women. Even if they are strong, they are not so ignorant of modern technology. How long has it been since they entered the age of spiritual power information?

"We were sent here when we were very young, and we never went out. This is also the rule of this sect. The inner sect children must cut off all contact with the outside world. The word technology is still heard from those who come from the outer sect to the headquarters. I only heard it when I reported the situation." The melon-faced female cultivator replied.

This explanation is short, but in fact it is a long story.

Later, Wang Ling and Thunder Throwing True Monarch knew that the inner sect of the Immortal Mansion were all women with relatively good talents, just like a child bride who was selected by the Immortal Mansion when she was a child, and signed by her parents to transfer her guardianship. Sent to Xianfu.

Every day, they had to recite the scriptures designated by the Immortal Mansion. In addition, special training in self-cultivation is also required. Every year, people die in the training camp in Xianfu, and only those who survive can truly become inner disciples.

The difference from the people from the outer sect is that the inner sect disciples of Xianfu do not need to practice the "Panwu Immortal Art", but at the same time they cannot access the technology of the outside world. And the most crucial point is that all the inner disciples of the Immortal Mansion are women.

At this moment, for the two female disciples in the village who had just connected to the Internet, the allure of the mobile phone can be said to be quite great, no less than a first-grade magic weapon.

"If I give you this phone, will you help us get in there?" Thunder Throwing True Monarch asked with a symbolic mouthful of white teeth.

"What are you kidding?"

The female cultivator with a red face snorted: "As long as we kill you, won't everything on your body be ours?"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch still kept smiling: "Is there no other room for negotiation?"

"No!" The two female monks waved.

"All right……"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch sighed and turned to look at Wang Ling: "Brother Ling, quickly pour a cappuccino for the two aunties!"

"Who's your auntie?" The two female monks were furious.

The next moment, they made a gesture to rush over.

Unfortunately, the two were not close yet, and Wang Ling had already taken the lead.

Accompanied by two muffled "bangs".

In an instant, the two female cultivators were directly punched into the face by Wang Ling's friendly punch, and they fell to the ground with blood from their seven orifices.

"..."

Wang Ling blew his smoking fist and sighed inwardly: This is too weak!

"Hey~ why is this necessary?"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch leaned down and probed the breath of the two of them, and found that the two of them were not dead, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay..."

Although there were not many conversations just now, the Thunder Throwing True Monarch felt that the inner disciples in this immortal mansion were also victims, and were sent here to cultivate into a one-on-one killing machine since childhood. It is not easy to survive.

This year's injustices and debts have their owners, and whoever caused them will end it.

Thunder Throwing True Monarch asked, "Brother Ling, see if you can read the memories of these two people and find the location of the Immortal Palace Master?"

Wang Ling shook his head. He had already explored it long ago, but he could not find any useful clues. Although these two were from the inner door of the Immortal Mansion, their level was still too low.

Jingke's breath disappeared shortly after Wang Ling found Sanyuan Road. Wang Ling guessed in his heart that the Palace Master of Xianfu had used some means or magic weapon to hide Jingke's smell.

To this day, even if the Immortal Palace Master took out the ancient artifact, Wang Ling would not be surprised.

After all, from the very beginning, his positioning of the Immortal Palace Master was a rather thorny enemy.

"It seems that I still have to find a way to sneak in and find higher-level talents." Thunder Throwing True Monarch touched his chin, and the thoughts in his mind turned infinitely.

Immediately, he stared at the two female monks lying dead on the ground, his eyes suddenly lit up.

This look... always gave Wang Ling a bad premonition.

"Brother Ling, come and help me!" Thunder Throwing True Monarch dragged the two into the palace. This palace is the exclusive palace of the two sisters, Beauty and Discount, and there is no one else but these two.

After a while, Wang Ling watched him bow to the two female monks who were lying dead on the ground: "I'm sorry, two fellow Daoists!"

Then, he actually started to untie his clothes directly.

Wang Ling was inexplicably surprised. Under the bright sky, the deadly senior in the dignified cultivation circle was trying to conspire against the two women... Could it be that he ate too much broccoli and wanted to eat meat?

Just unbuttoning a female monk's belt, Thunder Throwing True Monarch felt Wang Ling's scorching gaze, couldn't help but raised his head and sighed, "Brother Ling, you and I have known each other for so long, you think I know how to do it. Someone who takes advantage of danger?"

Wang Ling: "..."

Just untied the belt around the waist, Thunder Throwing True Monarch seemed to have discovered a new world: "This is the first time I found that this women's Taoist robe even has a tube top built in... Brother, you know what to do. How can you untie it?"

Wang Ling fell silent: "..."

After studying for about five minutes, the young man in white finally understood the internal structure of the women's Taoist clothing. He never imagined that the straps of the built-in tube top were actually set with talismans. The two female friars had to untie their own fingers.

The harmful Thunder Throwing True Monarch posed for a long time for the two female monks lying on the corpse, and then turned their hands over and untied their clothes.

"Success!"

After successfully taking off a Taoist robe, the young man in white is a treasure.

Then he directly threw the piece in his hand into Wang Ling's hands: "Brother Ling, go ahead! This piece is for you!"

With that, he started to undress the second female monk...

Wang Ling: "???"

Thunder Throwing True Monarch: "Don't be stunned, put on quickly! Let's sneak in in women's clothes!"

Wang Ling: "..."