I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

The two cross-border youths on duty at the gate of the Wuyue Jianzong Mountain saw Lin Meng flying high above their heads. One of them scratched his head and said in confusion:

"Why does this person look so familiar?"

Another young man in the horizontal and horizontal realm pondered for a moment, and then suddenly realized it, and exclaimed:

"It's the Sect Master, Lord Gun God! There is a statue of him standing in the mountain gate, you forgot! That's stupid! Go and notify the others that the Sect Master is back!"

After Lin Mengfei entered the gate, he saw that the six main peaks of Jianzong Wuyue were still there. When he felt relieved, he saw a hundred-foot stone statue on the top of the main peak Qianshan Peak in the center.

Upon closer inspection, Lin Meng found that it was actually his own statue, and the corners of his mouth twitched in shock, dispelling the idea of ​​flying directly to his Xiaohua Peak, and instead flew to the top of Qianshan Peak.

The Great Elder Ling Cheng, who lives in Qianshan Peak, sensed that someone was approaching, so he walked out of the room and took a look. He found that Lin Meng had returned and flew into the air to greet him.

After Lin Mengtong's elder Ling Cheng replied, he came under his own hundred-foot stone statue on the top of Qianshan Peak, pointed and asked:

"What's the matter with this statue?"

The great elder Ling is mature and sophisticated, and has great ability to observe words and colors. Hearing Lin Meng's tone, he knew he was not happy, and he suddenly lowered his head and said with shame:

"This is not after your Fulong Spear Immortal identity was exposed, those people who worshipped your Spear God Temple came to the door, it does not mean that this is the sect of their Spear God, they want to erect your statue and move it over!"

It's the Gun Temple again!

Lin Meng's brows jumped, and he waved his hand again and again angered.

"Take it down! The dead man builds a statue memorial tablet. What kind of statue I build a big living person. I am even more harmed by the incense and luck. Remove it quickly!"

"Yes!"

The great elder responded and waved his hand to invite several deacons to explain, and that day began to dismantle the stone statue of Lin Meng.

Afterwards, Lin Meng returned to his Xiaohua Peak and learned about the Five Mountains Sword Sect in these days.

The clan is controlled by the elder Ling Cheng and the senior brother Lin Jun. His own sect master is nothing more than a nickname. The second brother Bai Chong, who is militant and happy, heard the attack from the outside world a few days ago, so he had to go to support the front and also left. , Now the clan inside is deserted.

Lin Meng also thought of the three disciples he had collected in the name of Anyang and the Xiayang Pool whose blood was amazing.

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Huang Hao followed Xia Yangchi on a journey through the rivers and lakes since the end of the Jianghu Hundreds of Knowledge.

After Yuan Zhu followed himself and Lin Jin and others to the Apocalypse Sacred, he stayed in Lin Jin's Hongtian Supervisor to study, and from time to time there were letters greetings, mostly asking about Huang Hao and himself.

As for Geng Zhengqi these days, only one letter came from the Thousand Stars Palace, saying that he did not spare too much time due to heavy cultivation. The only letter still wanted to invite himself to the Thousand Stars Palace to participate in the ceremony of his ascension to the throne. It's a pity that I was visiting the eight wonders of the world with Wuchan and missed it.

At the moment Lin Meng’s Xiaohua Peak lacks those lively chirping teenagers? It’s exceptionally deserted, but Lin Meng likes it. Now I have time to practice and prepare for a while, and I have to improve my cultivation level before the time is right. It's only when you arrive at the Ascension Realm.

"Right? There is also a letter from a monk named Zhengjue, a disciple of Master Xinyou, which has been stopped for more than a month."

Just when Lin Meng wanted to send the Great Elder Ling Cheng to practice purely by himself, Ling Cheng remembered such a thing again.

"Zhengjue? What kind of letter did that monk write to me? Take a look."

Lin Meng felt strange? He took the letter from Ling Cheng and took a look.

"My brother, Lin Meng, will come from Lu Township without any problems?"

Lin Meng nodded with satisfaction when he caught the first line of words? He gave a compliment.

"Huh? Not bad! This monk usually speaks madly? This letter is still very regular."

But looking further down, Lin Meng's brows jumped.

"I got the Gatling created by Tiangong Saint and the process technology that was streamlined and improved to be mass-produced? The cost of a new firearm is only a mere 1,800 taels! Worthy of a saint? Haha, that's awesome!"

"I took this Gatling to find a wicked horse bandit den and tried it.

"Each projectile of this thing is refined by engraving the curse pattern? It can be attached to the true energy and has the ability to break the law, and it will be fired at 3,600 in one revolution? I directly beat the head of San Xiu in the Ascension Realm into a sieve? Hahaha? I'm great, right!"

See here? Lin Meng rubbed his temple painfully, and murmured in his mouth.

"This monk is really getting smarter and smarter. He actually got a ghostwriter to write the letter format at the beginning, but the latter is still so unruly. He is writing this letter to show me his new firearm?"

Lin Meng then looked down.

"At the Jianghu Hundred Wens List Conference, you were right. My own practice is the most important thing. Even if I have cultivated to the Divine Profound Realm, I will live two hundred, or even prolong my life like today’s Luan Tianzun Pei Ji. It’s more than three hundred, and after all, there is not enough time to develop all my ideas, such as the depleted uranium bomb. It took me at least thousands of years to develop it."

"So, I decided to be holy! Saint Life is the same as the heaven and the earth, its immeasurable, the heaven and the earth are decayed and the saints are immortal, all beings are destroyed but the sages are immortal! Only in this way can I have enough time and lifespan to complete my ideals and bring all my thoughts. They are all developed!"

Lin Meng was drinking tea while reading the letter. He suddenly turned his head and squirted out the tea he had just drunk. He almost got wet with the letter, and said with a smile:

"Okay, you crazy monk, if you say that you become holy, why don't you go to heaven? You really think it is so easy, just talk about it? It is extremely difficult to become holy in the world today. After being a new saint like my brother Lin Chang, you want to be holy even with the monk you have been thinking about all day!"

It seemed to Lin Meng that this Zhengjue Crazy monk was talking madly, but the next words in the credibility surprised him.

"I know that my talent is weak, no matter how hard I try to practice, I have no hope of becoming holy, so I plan to use tricks. I think there is a saying in Buddhist ancient books that I can rely on the incense and luck of sentient beings to become holy, and plan to follow this approach."

"It's just that when the incense and luck were divided by the Buddhist and Taoist families today, I couldn't grab the incense from the saints of the two families, so I decided to create a Protestant sect to make the one in my hometown different from the Buddhist and Taoist families. Bring your faith."

"I founded the Tiandijiao and proclaimed myself the son of the Tiandi. I found twelve believers to preach with me and guide people to repent and pray in front of the statue of the Tiandi and me. First, I used magical means to manifest miracles and let ordinary people believe in and collect a certain amount of incense. Vow power, and then through these incense, Vow power spread among the monks."

"After these days, my Tiandi religion spread extremely fast, and I have gained a large amount of incense aspiration power for me. With these incense aspirations, I have achieved the realm of wandering, and it is estimated that I will be holy soon. I also invite you to participate in my sanctification ceremony!"

At the end of the letter, it was written in a regular letter format: "April 27th, I Zhengjue will write it by myself, and I will offer it."