I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Thousands of years later...

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Lin Meng hadn't moved in the soul-locking pendant for thousands of years, and he sensed that his body was moving.

"What is this? Is it a corpse?"

An old man in his 50s or 60s was hoeing the ground, and he hoe out a palm abruptly, but he was startled.

But after all, this is the place of the immortal family, where the Sword Sect of the Five Mountains is located, the old man's confidence has become harder.Planing around this palm, and dug out a handsome young man after a while.

"Good fellow, this dress must have been a distinguished person in his lifetime, and it looks so handsome, but it's a pity that he died young at such a young age, tusk."

The old man was amazed at the young man's body, and admired the beauty of his clothes.

"Forget it, let the immortals take care of it, in case it really comes out of a big place, I can't afford the trouble."

The old man sighed. Although he was a little greedy for the clothes on the young man, he was still sensible after all, afraid of getting into trouble.

How many years has it been?I finally see the sun again!As long as I find a perfect body that has just died, I will be able to borrow the corpse to bring it back to life, as long as I find my master, I can return to this world!

Lin Meng's spirit, which had not fluctuated in thousands of years, throbbed again.Although the golden body method given by the master that I have practiced, the body will not be damaged for thousands of years after death, it will not rot after being broken, and it will be immortal after rot.

But the soul is different. The soul leaves the body, just like water without roots. Although the soul-locking wear can nourish the soul, but after such a long time, the soul is already weak. If it is a few years at night, I am afraid it is true. His soul is gone.

"Uncle Li, what are you doing?"

"Huh? How come one more person, who is he?"

Two brightly dressed young men walked from a distance, and at first glance they came out of some family sects to play.

"Oh, two little immortals, I was hoeing the ground, but I dug a man out of the ground. I looked at him for his well-dressed, and I was afraid that he might have some background, so I asked the two little immortals to go back and take him. Dispose of it to everyone."

The old man arched his hands at the two young men and said, his expression was full of helplessness.

"Oh, Uncle Li, I've said it, don't call it Xiaoxian Xiaoxian. Those who can be called immortals are masters in the realm of heaven and immortality. We are in the vertical and horizontal realm, and there is a difference of thousands of miles."

A teenager in yellow scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled.

The other red-clothed boy squatted in front of Lin Meng's body and looked around carefully.

"What's the matter, you still want to get some money out of him? My master."

The boy in yellow also came over at this time, patted the head of the boy in red who was squatting, and laughed.

"No, this person... is weird."

The red-clothed boy didn't mind, but frowned and sighed with one hand on his chin:

"This person’s clothes are not like people of our generation. I just touched this piece of copper order in his arms. Although the other characters are so fuzzy that I can’t recognize them, the two characters of “Dalong” are my I still recognize it.

The Dalong Dynasty was a great dynasty one thousand and one hundred years ago. Is this person afraid that he died a thousand years ago?"

The boy in red was a little uncertain at the end, after all, how could the dead a thousand years ago be preserved intact until now?

"Okay, okay, don't learn from those gentlemen in the study hall. He looks old and pedantic. People from a thousand years ago are now turned into ashes. At first glance, this person just died not long."

The boy in yellow patted the head of the boy in red and said:

"Help your hand, lift this guy up the mountain, and hand it over to a few masters. We won't have to worry about it then."

The yellow-clothed boy was already busy carrying people. The red-clothed boy was very dissatisfied with being frequently patted on his head. After kicking the yellow-clothed boy's ass, he and the yellow-clothed boy carried their arms. One leg,

"Two little fairies go slowly!" Which old man used the same title to see off the two young men after repeated instruction.

Thousands of years have passed. I really didn't expect such a long time to pass.Lin Meng's soul has a lot of emotion in the soul-locking pendant, and it feels like he has worn the Chinese for several days and has been in the world for thousands of years.

The two teenagers had been busy for a while before they carried Lin Meng's body up the mountain, when they were about to find some elders from the division to report.Outside the door, a little fat man ran over in anxious manner. He glanced at the two teenagers when he passed by, but he ran back in anxious manner the next second, panting with his hands on his knees and said to the two teenagers:

"Why are you two still here? Go to Xiaohuafeng, the little uncle was seriously injured and unconscious, the outer disciples and several masters are there!"

"what?"

The two teenagers panicked as soon as they heard it, and dropped Lin Meng's body.Alone, the little fat man, who had long been unable to run, flew towards Xiao Huafeng.

Xiao Huafeng's peak master An Yang, whose name is Zimo, is the youngest disciple of the Sect Master of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, but his age is similar to this group of teenagers, fifteen years old.

Although the cultivation base is much higher than this group of young people, they have already entered the Earth Travel Value Realm, but in this Five Sacred Sword Sect, there is no difference in getting along with this group of young disciples best.

When some teenagers broke the rules and took the board, they often used their second-generation disciples to beg for mercy for them, so they are deeply loved by the group of outside teenagers like the Sword Sect of Five Mountains.

And among the second-generation disciples, because he was the youngest and was favored by several seniors and masters, his incident caused the entire Wuyue Sword Sect to panic, and almost all went to Xiaohuafeng. Xiaohuafeng was surrounded by water.

"How many masters, how about little uncle?"

Several teenagers finally arrived at Xiaohuafeng, squeezed into the room, looked at the youth who was lying on the bed, and asked them anxiously.

"Not in a hurry, Master, his old man is coming back soon. Master has a lot of knowledge in the art of strange doors. Even Qihuang medicine is also proficient. Junior Brother Zimo is sure to be fine."

Among the four people standing in front of the bed, the man in the green shirt headed softly spoke to comfort a few teenagers.

He is the great brother of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the first apprentice of the Tai'an Sword Immortal, Lin Jun, even if he is too anxious, he has to take up his responsibilities as a great brother to appease the emotions of several juniors and outer disciples.

"All the outer disciples, exit Xiaohuafeng quickly, don't be crowded here!"

Suddenly an old and majestic voice sounded in the sky, and a shadow of an immortal wind and bones arrived gracefully.

The Sect Master of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, a master of the realm of heavenly immortals, Gu Anmin, the sword fairy of Taian, has arrived.

"Little Master Uncle is saved!"

"Quickly! Let's go quickly, don't disturb Master's rescue of Junior Master!"

Many outside disciples on Xiaohua Peak became excited one by one, quickly dispersed, and retreated from Xiaohua Peak, but they still surrounded the foot of the mountain and refused to walk. They were bound to see their little uncle getting better.

"The disciple has seen Master!"

The old man entered the room, and the four young people in front of the bed bowed forward. Then the old man walked quickly to the bed and looked at the handsome face of the young man on the bed. He was also upset.A finger was pointed at the center of the boy's forehead, and the pure innocence penetrated into the boy's body to probe.

After a while, he frowned when he was old, and then withdrew his fingers with an iron complexion.Cursed:

"What a vicious poison technique, it can kill the soul! Fortunately, the soul of Zimo is stable. It has not been completely destroyed, and there is still a ray of life."

Then the old man threw an old book to the four disciples

"We have eliminated the poisonous remaining in Zimo's body for the teacher, and now start the battle according to the book, and take the lead for the teacher. You wait for each to enter the position to attract the soul for Zimo!"

"Here!"