I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Lin Meng felt uneasy when he remembered that Tiangong saint calling himself an old bastard, he forcibly pressed his urge to know the truth, and then asked the saint about the reason for this.

If this big rock does not fall to the ground, Lin Meng feels uneasy.

"Dare to be a saint, but what are the holidays with the master below?"

"Festival?"

As soon as Lin Meng's master Shijue old man was mentioned, the sage Tiangong who had just looked a little slow sneered, and even gnashed his teeth.

"Perfectly manifested saint! Your master is an old bastard, even skinny than a mangy dog ​​in the world, and he is simply the reincarnation of the eighth bachelor. I have never seen such a shameless man in my life for tens of millions of years. people!"

Lin Meng knelt down on the spot almost without being frightened, his legs and feet softened.

What an enmity would be to make a saint yell at such a gaffe, and all kinds of foul language popped out!

What's more, the sage of Heavenly Worker has scolded the true holy name of his master.

This holy name, Lin Meng, follows the instructions of his master. In order to avoid being contaminated with cause and effect, even a direct disciple of himself did not dare to mention it outside, and he referred to it as the nickname Shijue Old Man.

Even when the saints come out on formal occasions, they will never directly recite the other party's holy name when they whisper in private. Once the holy name exits, the other party will feel what they think.

Swearing with the holy name is equivalent to tearing the face apart, not a joke.

"Qian...Senior calm down! I don't know how the down master offended Senior!"

Lin Meng's voice trembled, and the saint's anger was not a trivial matter.

When the man was angry, the blood splattered three feet, the emperor smashed his corpse a million in anger, and the sage fell in anger when the sky collapsed, and he was terrified.

Right now, I was in the secret realm of other people's lair, right in front of this saint, and the master was trapped in the seal and couldn't leave it. What if this Heavenly Worker Saint did something in his anger, it would be very bad.

Lin Meng's heart trembled, and he lowered his head and dared not look at the sage of Heavenly Craftsman who was under his anger. He only heard the saint's curse and seemed to be relieved. His tone was a little slow, and he asked about Lin Meng in a persuasive manner.

"Do you know the tenth generation body cultivated by your master? The tenth generation of reincarnation claimed to be king and builds the way of invincibility. Now it is the eleventh generation. The body is walking the path of physical sanctification. Above the flesh of the flesh sanctified."

"Naturally know."

"Then you must also know that this physical body is a way of becoming a soldier, and it doesn't require any weapons, right?"

"of course!"

"Then your master needs weapons for the first ten lives?"

"It must be...huh?"

Lin Meng realized that something was wrong with a startled suspicion, and immediately reacted, an incredible answer appeared in his mind, and some asked in disbelief:

"Dare to be senior...Is the next master...who owes senior's wages on credit?"

"Wages?"

Hearing only a sneer from the sage of Tiangong, he turned his head up with a look of grief and anger and roared to the sky:

"It's not just wages! Even the materials come from this seat! Ten super sacred soldiers, the world's treasures accumulated for tens of millions of years have asked him to hollow out most of them, he is definitely not a human!"

After speaking, the saint of heaven began to weep, and complained to Lin Meng.

"To my generation of casting masters, all the saints have treated me respectfully since ancient times. Even the fairy old saints had to bow down to me. Even the heavenly saints treated me with courtesy."

"Only he is the only one! Since ancient times, he has been the only old bastard who dared to hold a sword across my neck to force me to cast him. Not only did he not get a good salary, but he had to put a lot of casting materials!"

"Afterwards, this old bastard was so shameless that he used his favor as a collateral, the first time a favor, and the second time directly turned the first favor into a greater favor, and so on until his tenth generation!"

"But what can I do? He is the only one in the world who dares to trouble me, and there is no enemy of mine among the saints. How dare I let him condescend to search for the treasures for me personally?

Lin Meng felt a sense of guilt and compassion in his heart. He didn't expect his master to be so ruthless in those days. He could force him to be such a magnificent saint, such a strong man, like his daughter's family.

"Then...Why didn't the predecessor refuse? Why did he even help my master cast the tenth life. Presumably, the master and his old man would not dare to really do anything to the predecessor, let alone kill such a great saint. "

Lin Meng twitched his mouth to force a smile and asked with a smile. According to the truth, the saint is not so easy to kill completely, just like the heavenly saint who is sleeping and recovering under the abyss, is it not just unsuspecting The ancestor Bengtian was still alive after the punch that could threaten Heavenly Sage. Heavenly Sage had no reason to be afraid.

But the sage Tiangong wiped away his tears and looked at Lin Meng suspiciously.

"Are you underestimating your master or looking at this seat too high, or are you stupid?"

"What is your master? The tenth world is called the king! This is not the king of the world, but the king of the saints!"

"Every tenth body of your master is a peerless and powerful person who can suppress an era, and all the suppressed saints cannot lift their heads."

"It was only when he became holy in the eleventh life, when a heavenly saint appeared in the world that could overpower him. Besides, in the first ten lives, who could be his opponent, who would dare to disobey him? Will?"

"Those who are like the first battle general Bengtian ancestor, the second battle general Tianming saint, Buddhism ancestor saint, Daomen three heavenly deities, and Tianwaitian Sansheng saints under the Heavenly Sage, these existences can only be one with you The strength of the battle is nothing, it won't be too thorough. Want to beat him? Dream!"

"What about me? All my skills are above casters, and my strength is not as good as those mentioned earlier. At most, they are considered to be a middle level among saints."

"Just your master’s cultivation base, hitting me up is like hitting a child. It’s almost as easy as trying to kill my soul and soul. How dare I have half a complaint, just take advantage of your master’s being imprisoned now I can't get out of the seal, I can have a mouthful."

Lin Meng never thought that his master was not only powerful but also overbearing. If he really has a big fist, it is the last word.

"Then why didn't seniors seek justice from the abbot of Daozu Longshi?"

Lin Meng had learned from Lao Long earlier that his master could only become a master at the same level or even better than him after completing the tenth unity. He was not his opponent before that.

Hearing the words, the sage of heaven sneered.

"That old dragon? He is the most slippery in the world, free and easy, without any cause and effect. What kind of justice can he give the abbot. I was going to look for him at the time. When I found it, he could at most prevaricate by saying a few words about the great principles of the great scholars of the world. It is better to expect him to be the master than to dream of your master in a dream. "

The corners of Lin Meng's mouth twitched and laughed twice. He just wanted to refute Lao Long who didn't look like this, but he was spotted directly by the Heavenly Man. Before he could speak, he asked:

"Why? Don't you believe it? Then I will ask you, do you know the three ancestors of the human race, the human demon?"