I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

A pair of gold lacquer pairs are engraved with black lacquered wooden boards on the left and right of the hall door.

"There are thousands of weapons in the world, and guns are thriving here."

Lin Meng stopped outside the door of the inner hall, looking at this pair, and recalling that he was picked up by the master at the beginning, and wanted to repair the sword to be the free sword immortal, but the master said these two things to himself and let himself Fix the gunway.

Thousands of years ago, the gunway was declining, and there was not one gun repair in the world. Therefore, Lin Meng, who made his debut with a generation of gunway geniuses, was often asked why he built such an unpopular gunway.

Of course, I wouldn't say that I was forced by the master to repair the gun, so whenever someone asked, I would use these two words from the master to prevaricate.

At that time, as the master said, he had revived a generation of guns, but he did not expect that a sentence that he had prevaricated after a thousand years would be circulated in quotations and engraved outside this hall.

"Go in, it's a good word, but it's nothing good. You all look like Confucian scholars, and you like to dance and use ink."

Wu Chan glanced at Lin Meng, who stopped to watch a few lines of words outside the hall, and said something indifferently. He first raised his foot and walked towards the hall, and then Lin Meng followed.

Why does this word always feel so familiar?Lin Meng was puzzled. He felt a familiar charm from the handwriting outside the temple, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

In the inner hall, there really stood a mighty stone statue measuring two to three feet high. The stone statue was the same as Lin Meng's face, holding a spear and stepping on the dragon, it was truly mighty.

Lin Meng looked at his stone statue, and there was something weird in his heart. This stone statue was so vivid and vivid that it was carved out of the same mold as himself. Even his charm of the year has been seven to eight points, as if it were based on him. The appearance of the person was carved out in general.

But Lin Meng himself didn't remember who he was carved in the past, and he didn't even paint a picture. How could someone in future generations portray him like this?

"This Fulong Spear Fairy is really mighty!"

Xia Yangchi nodded in admiration when he looked at the towering stone statue in front of him, and Wu Chan also nodded in admiration.

Lin Meng listened to the two of them admiring their mighty image and felt unspeakable embarrassment in their hearts. He himself is here!

"How does this spear temple know that this stone statue looks like the Fulong Spear Fairy back then?"

Lin Meng turned his head and asked the monk, he wanted to know who had the ability to make his statue such an image.

"Didn't I tell you, the Spear Temple was originally established by Dalong Shi Huang Zhou Yuan!"

Wu Chan glanced at Lin Meng and gave him a look that you were so stupid.

And Lin Meng is also at a loss, the problem lies here, he didn't leave a portrait or statue for Zhou Yuan.

Just listen to the monk continue to say:

"According to historical records, Zhou Yuan was the brother of life and death who had a life-long friendship with Fulong Qiangxian."

Lin Meng nodded. This is correct. It is true that there is such a record of the city of Ten Thousand Buddhas, but what does this have to do with the statue?

"Since the disappearance of Fulong and Qiangxian, Zhou Yuan has asked people to set up a temple after the search by various forces in the world has failed, which is also the predecessor of the Fulong Temple.

As for the stone carvings and even the plaques in this temple, they were naturally written by Zhou Yuan.Personally supervise the creation, and then follow the original copy of the branch hall for later generations.

The appearance of this Fulong Spear Fairy is also the same. It is said that when Zhou Yuan ordered the construction of the Fulong Temple, he personally painted a portrait of Fulong Spear Fairy from his memory.

It is rumored that Zhou Yuan painted for three full months, and kept changing during the period until he finally reached perfection.

It is said that when Zhou Yuan finally made the portrait of Fulong Qiangxian, because the painting was so similar, he cried bitterly three times when he saw Wusiren."

Good guy, I didn't expect this thing to be made by my good brother Zhou Yuan, and it took me three months to paint a portrait.Even the characters at the door were written by him himself and later engraved and re-engraved, no wonder the charm is familiar.

Lin Meng felt helpless in his heart, and when he heard Zhou Yuan crying because of his portrait, the corners of his mouth twitched.

But thinking about it carefully, based on the fateful friendship between himself and Zhou Yuan, if Zhou Yuan also disappeared one day, he would cry for him if he didn't see anyone or a corpse.

"Speaking of this gun temple, it is not really poor, even some good land can not be bought, mainly because too much money was spent on this statue.

Since the Fulong Temple, the predecessor of the Gunshen Temple, was built, Zhou Yuan personally supervised the construction and invited the best craftsmen in the world to make the statue of Fulong Gunxian.

At that time, a statue had been carved for two full years, and I didn't know how much material was scrapped. It was not until the end that the charm of the dragon and spear fairy was completely portrayed, and Zhou Yuan was only satisfied with the carvings as vivid as a real person.

Since then, this gun temple has passed down an unwritten rule, the others can be few, but this statue cannot be sloppy.

Therefore, the statues in each sub-temple of the Spear Temple were shaped by famous workers from all over the world, and they were supervised in the most rigorous way, so as to be able to carve the charm like that of the Fulong Spear Fairy.

The money spent on building a new sub-temple of the Gunshen Temple is astronomical, and most of them are used to hire some famous workers to build statues."

Listening to the Zen-free commentary, Lin Meng cursed secretly in his heart. If you said to make a statue, just make a statue. Why do you still make it so supernatural? Now that I can’t even use my original face, I only hate that I didn’t tell Zhou Yuan himself. Don't offer incense.

"Hehehe, it's rare for people to come to the Temple of Guns, they are new faces."

While the three Lin Mengs were looking at the towering stone statue, an old voice came from the side. An old man wearing a black sacrificial robe came out of the side room in the temple and walked to the Lin Meng three with a smile and said:

"A few of you are looking at Miansheng, isn't it the monks around here, do you want to join the Gun Temple?"

"Never."

"Old sir, we are wandering and cultivating, and we are interested in joining the Temple of Guns."

Monk Wuchan didn't speak, Lin Meng faintly replied two words, but Xia Yangchi gave the old man a clear account of courtesy.

After that, Lin Meng and Xia Yangchi both turned their heads to look at each other at the same time, showing each other amazed and puzzled expressions, this hell tacit understanding!

"Junior Brother, you don't have the inheritance of marksmanship, you join the Spear Temple anyway, just give it a name, if it doesn't get in the way, you can also cover your inheritance as a matter of course."

Xia Yang Chi Fu Er whispered beside Lin Meng.

But Lin Meng was full of helplessness. The inheritance was just nonsense. If he showed his true ability, no gun temple could be protected. This is something that can make the monks all over the world eager.

Especially this spear temple, it looks like it is worshipping itself. If you know that the Fulong Spear Immortal they worship is right in front of your eyes, and the cultivation base is still so low, then don't you all get crazy, tear yourself up, and ask yourself. Marksmanship inheritance.

The old man was stunned when he heard the words of the two of them just now, and then did not ask much, he still smiled, picked up nine incense sticks from the altar in front of the stone statue, and one person gave three of them to Lin Meng and said:

"Regardless of whether you are willing to join the Gunshen Temple or not, those who come are guests. First, I will put incense on the Gunsling Lord, and the old will take you around this place."

Wuchan and Xia Yangchi both received the incense from the old man, and even if he didn't want to receive it when he arrived at Lin Meng's place, he had no choice but to obey other people's rules when he arrived at others' sites.

After the three people respectfully put incense on the stone statue, Lin Meng raised his head and looked at his mighty statue with a very strange expression.

First he cremated himself, then he was sculpted and erected in a temple without knowing it for a thousand years, and now he has incense to himself.

It's because Lin Meng's psychological endurance is good, and there is a strange feeling that can't be said here.