I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Lin Meng thought to himself, silently flipping through the crumpled secret book in his hand, only roughly doubled it, Lin Meng couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Wonderful! In the Profound God, this technique is the best in the world! Your father is really a strange person, and he can create such a war dance secret skill, it is amazing!"

This technique is actually the first among the skills of war dance that Lin Meng has seen, and it has a good reference value for it. It is just that the weapons used in various war dances are different. As for how much power this war dance can have, I have to study it again.

However, it was not the time to study secret techniques. Lin Meng praised and accepted the secret book and placed it on the table, nodding to the young man:

"This secret technique is of great use to me, let me understand it for a few days before returning it to you. There will be a big banquet tomorrow. It's not early, so go back to your room and rest."

"Then master, the disciple resigned!"

After another salute to Lin Meng, Geng Zhengqi slowly exited the house, returned to the room to rest, leaving only Lin Meng and Wuchan in the room.

At this time, Lin Meng glanced back at Wuchan, who was still comprehending, and couldn't bear to disturb the other party. The matter of comprehension and enlightenment is the most taboo to be disturbed. It will not only interrupt people's thinking and abandon all previous efforts, but may even get into trouble.

"I will stay with the monk for one night today. Fortunately, there are no people watching the night in the yard, otherwise there will be some rumours."

Lin Meng grumbled, and sat opposite Wuchan on the round table, sat across from Wuchan, and took up the secret book of Yakumo Fengwu again to comprehend.

The night belonged to Lin Meng, and those friends and playmates in Anyang were also resting. He was also bored at night, so he simply surrendered control of his body to Lin Meng every night, and he was resting in the sea of ​​knowledge.

One night passed quickly, and the morning sunlight poured through the paper windows into the room where Lin Meng and the other two were.

Lin Meng, who was enlightening, noticed the morning light shining on his face, turned his head and took a look outside the door, and then looked back at Wuchan who was still immersed in the sage's enlightenment.

He just learned the secrets of martial arts and it was very easy to wake up, not like Wuchan who fell into some kind of mystery.

After this night of comprehension of Yakumo Wind Dance, Lin Meng felt that he had taken another big step in the understanding of war dance, and faintly felt that he had made another point in the creation of his own war dance.

This made Lin Meng so happy that he couldn't help but sigh in his heart again to Yakumo Fengwu. This feeling was even though he had read through several books of War Dance and even asked the saint.

In the eyes of ordinary monks, the art of war dance simply contains a certain law or melody. It seems that people dance to this melody, so it is called war dance, which is the dance of battle.

But only Lin Meng, who has the background of great influence, knows that the so-called regular melody is actually the intuitive embodiment of Dao Yun. This is why some big geniuses want to create a war dance of their own. As long as you create your own war dance, it means another big step in your own way.

And this kind of thing cannot be taught by a rare saint in the world, because it is an intuitive manifestation of Taoist rhyme. If you want to follow your own way, you cannot be influenced by the way of others, not to mention that it contains the way of a saint. War dance.

A thousand years ago, Lin Meng didn't dare to read a book about the saint's war dance in the book collection of Shijue Old Man.

In the manuscripts of the Shijue old man, Lin Meng even saw that there was a saint named Fire Worship, whose Taoist rhyme is so deep that only using war dance can make onlookers sink into his Taoist rhyme. He extricated himself and finally became his believer and worshipped him madly.

Lin Meng slowly got up and walked outside the house. Seeing the shining of the morning light, he estimated that it was already late, and today's big banquet ceremony was about to begin.

Different from the celebration banquet after yesterday’s big comparison, today is the real big banquet. To demonstrate the style of the Sword Sect of the Five Mountains, I can’t help but go, not to mention my big disciple Geng Zhengqi is better than the leader. Show your face and accept the prize pill.

Lin Meng thought, walking out of the room, without waking Wuchan, leaving Wuchan alone in the room to continue his enlightenment. He knew that Wuchan would not attend this kind of banquet, and there was no need to let him attend.

"Good morning, master!"

As soon as Lin Meng left the room, he saw three disciples waiting outside the door to salute him.Among them, the eldest disciple Geng Zhengqi is Zhongzheng the most, and he also admires this master the most after yesterday.

The third disciple Yuan Zhu also greeted Lin Meng with a polite manner, and a funny smile was raised at the corner of his mouth to look at Lin Meng, as if he wanted to see how his former little uncle's current master should respond.

And only those two disciples, Huang Hao, were still carelessly grinning, still getting along with Anyang in the same way as before. They didn't look like a disciple at all, and they didn't have a righteous way of saluting, laughing and greeting Lin Meng.

Lin Meng chuckles when he sees the behavior of the three young people. In the bottom of his heart, he is full of envy for the innocence and unbridledness of these young people.Raising his hand and waving to the outside of the courtyard, he made a gesture of citation, and said softly:

"Let's go, let you wait a long time, it's not early, don't miss today's big banquet."

After that, Lin Meng walked in front of the three young people, and engulfed the three newly-acquired disciples who followed behind him and flew towards Qianshan Peak. At the same time, he handed the control of the body back to Anyang, and he was in the Sea of ​​Knowledge. Continue to comprehend the Yakumo Wind Dance and his own war dance.

The group of four from Anyang was the latest group, but it was caught up anyway. There was no mistake. After everyone was seated in order, the feast began.

At this big banquet, it was nothing more than to demonstrate the style and strength of the Wuyue Sword Sect, among which Geng Zhengqi, who won the championship in this competition, was the most eye-catching.

At the end of the process, after Geng Zhengqi received the rewarded medicine, the banquet entered the most free part. It was mainly about eating, drinking and playing. Everyone laughed and pushed each other's cups. The representatives of the various sects around this time also Take this opportunity to compliment each other politely and maintain their integrity.

Then a team of famous dancers and singers from the surrounding county town and various musicians walked into the hall and began to play and dance. The atmosphere in the banquet once again entered a climax.

At this time, even Gu Anmin, who has never been greedy for pleasure, and Yang Wulin, who was indifferent and indifferent, brought Huquan together at this time, and the three of them sat on the main seat and talked and laughed.

When Anyang saw this scene, he couldn't help but show a joyful smile on his face. He hadn't seen the master for a long time.

Immediately, Anyang was dragged by Huang Hao to drink again. There was no difference between the inferiority and the inferiority of the two people getting along with each other. It was a pleasant harmony. Several teenagers laughed at each other from time to time.

Only Geng Zhengqi, who had talked with Lin Mengwu Chan yesterday, felt that the master in front of him seemed to be a different person, but it was not easy to ask, just cooperating with Huang Hao Yuanzhu.

After all, he is also a young person, one or two years younger than Huang Hao Yuanzhu, how can he not like such a relaxed and happy atmosphere.