I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Lin Meng heard Shen Mengzhou mentioning his big brother Wang Lin repeatedly, and couldn't help asking:

"Master Shen seems to have some opinions on Wushuang Zun Wang Lin?"

"I can't talk about opinions."

Shen Mengzhou shook his head slightly, stood up from the bamboo chair and said:

"But I know my senior brother best. Although I was fortunate to worship Li Buming, the legendary sword and sword fairy of a generation, in the future, I will spend more time in Wushuang City and cultivate and grow under my brother. ."

"This person is known for his cold face and iron blood. He has a black sword at his heart, and a sword with the other hand to fight chaos. He killed the sky and the surrounding small countries with fear."

"And his people are like his swords, and the sword intent of the sword fairy is the most reflective of his own character."

"He has a cool nature, and he is unkind. He has high demands on both people and himself. He is either practicing swordsmanship or retreating for enlightenment all day long."

"Although he is diligent in cultivating, but the road of martial arts has come to an end, he has reached the realm of Xuanwu early, known as the top of the world, and is honored and established."

"In the future, even though he will continue to cultivate hard without any slack, how can he go further and become the legendary saint?"

"Waiting for him to be old now, and the good times and years have passed, maybe he will regret it in his heart, and he didn't enjoy the pleasures of the world while he was young."

Lin Meng understood that Shen Mengzhou and Wang Lin had different ideas.

Wang Lin is like a martial arts lunatic, a character like martial idiots, this kind of person is boring.

And Shen Mengzhou is even more yearning for his master Li Buming, who is free and easy to wander around the rivers and lakes, not only has high and strong strength, but also has aspirations, and enjoys the wind and snow in this world.

Lin Meng has also heard a lot about Wushuangzun Wang Lin's deeds, but it is one of the good stories circulating in the world, and he also admires Wang Lin.

Wushuangzun Wang Lin, although he was the disciple of Li Buming, the master of the sword, but the age difference between the two was not that big. They were only twenty or thirty years younger than Li Buming, and they belonged to the same age.

Even then, Wang Lin was the first to become famous, and then there was the legend of Jianghu that asked Jian Jianxian to break the sky with one sword and the sky with one sword.

But it is rumored that Wang Lin, who was the first to become famous at that time, went to Beizhou to ask the sword fairy and ask the sword, but he failed to ask him three times.

At that time, Li Buming conquered Wang Lin with his own swordsmanship and swordsmanship. Wang Lin begged to be accepted as a disciple, and wanted to go a step further.

Li Buming refused at first. Wang Lin, who has been famous for a long time, was in the snowy area of ​​Beizhou, begging for seven days in front of the other's Dongfu gate. He finally impressed him and was accepted as a disciple. This mentality.

More than a hundred years later, this matter is still being uploaded as a good story.

And what made Lin Meng admire was Wang Lin, who was able to lay down his dignity and arrogance under the circumstances that he had been famous for a long time, and he would not hesitate to kneel to pursue martial arts from a master like Li Buming. On the entry.

This dedication to power and kendo moved Lin Meng. Afterwards, Wang Lin also realized the famous fight against chaos at the Quan Xing Enlightenment Fa Association with this "Wen Xin Jian Yin".

As a result, he gained the prestige of the sword immortal against chaos, and was given the honorary title by the rivers and lakes for decades, known as unparalleled!Asking Sword and Sword Immortal Li Buming's double honor is also known as a good talk.

Just listening to Shen Mengzhou's words, Lin Meng felt a sense of regret for a heroic twilight, frowned and asked:

"Master Wushuangzun, is the end really coming?"

Speaking of this question, Shen Mengzhou shook his head again, and then said:

"There are still ways to continue his life. Based on Wushuang City's background, at least he can continue his life for another ten years."

"Besides, even my master is still twenty or thirty years older than him, and he is still alive and well. I don't know how to travel freely there. He still has many ways to continue his life."

"It's just that, even if he can continue his life for my brother for another 20 to 30 years, he is just alive."

"There is no entry above the martial arts, and his mind is already fixed, and he will no longer enjoy the prosperity and fun of this world. Even if he is alive, he will always be a boring person, only as a legend, a symbol, and a heritage. Just live for others."

Shen Mengzhou's tone was quite lamenting, and Lin Meng also understood what the other party was sighing.

The greatest sorrow of Wushuang Zun Wang Lin is not that the hero is dying and dying, but that he has lost the meaning of living until now. There is no hope for martial arts, and he can only live for others as a mascot.

This is how sad it is for a master who once smashed the world, known as the unparalleled in the world!

"Fine! Let's not talk about my brother's troubles!"

"Don't miss the full moon today. Another month will pass when you are waiting. Taking advantage of the wonderful scene right now, I am also very happy, and let you have the honor to listen to me and relieve some sorrows."

While Lin Meng was still sighing for Wang Lin in his heart, Shen Mengzhou gave a clear drink, then took off the white jade flute hanging from his waist and put it to his mouth to play.

Lin Meng didn't expect that Shen Mengzhou, the world-famous Dream Killing Sword Fairy, could still speak the rhythm!

I thought he was just a nice person playing music and having fun, but he didn't expect that he himself is a master of music, and he can be called a master!

The sound of the jade flute was crisp and clear, and long and long, and the melody played by Shen Mengzhou at this time was as ethereal as the beautiful moonlit night.

Lin Meng couldn't recognize the tunes after this thousand years. Thousands of years ago, he was only a samurai monk, and he couldn't understand the elegance of music, calligraphy and painting.

It's just that from Shen Mengzhou's music, he could hear the other party's ethereal and clear state of mind, and in this song under the moon, there was a touch of faint sadness.

After the song, Lin Meng only felt that his mind was broadened and brightened a lot, and he no longer felt sad because of some trivial matters and hearings.The rhythm of the heart is worthy of being the method of cultivating the sentiment of the world's elegant guests since ancient times, really wonderful!

"Drinking tea under the moon, whoever replied me with high voice, night bridge Buddha temple."

Shen Mengzhou slowly put down the jade flute in his hand, and sighed with a slightly sad tone, as if he felt a sense of loneliness and coldness, and it was hard to find a friend without a companion.

However, although it was a moonlit night at this time, there was no night bridge within the Sword Sect of the Five Mountains, and no Buddhist temple.

Shen Mengzhou sighed like a hollow wind. He frowned in the mist in Lin Mengyun. He opened his mouth and wanted to inquire one or two, but when he saw that Shen Mengzhou turned around and walked to his camp, he said without looking back. :

"One song is over, it's not early, I'm tired, you also go back to rest."

"It's a pity that the pavilions will still be completed in a few days, so I can only temporarily live in such a camp for aggrieved."

Shen Mengzhou, who was still in great interest just now, seemed a little lonely and not in a state of absence. Lin Meng couldn't ask anything more, just bowed and said goodbye:

"It's not easy to be fortunate to be able to listen to Lord Shen's song. It's not early, so let's say goodbye and not disturb the adults."

After Lin Meng said, he turned around and walked to his camp on Xiaohua Peak, murmuring in his heart along the way.

Shen Mengzhou's inexplicable state must be a bit difficult to understand. In the Five Mountains Sword Sect, he suddenly said something about the Night Bridge Buddha Temple. Perhaps he thought of something in the past, or he thought of someone.

None of this is known. Shen Mengzhou didn't seem to want to say that Lin Meng was not a nosy person, so he buried this in his heart, if he had a chance to learn about one or two in the future.