I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Different from Shen Mengzhou's leisurely and elegant relaxation, Lin Meng did not dare to relax at all during this period, seizing all the time to improve his strength.

After returning to his camp, Lin Meng still stayed up all night.

He placed the heavy sword behind him on his lap, sitting cross-legged in front of the window, closing his eyes and comprehending the mysterious sword intent flowing on the sword.

The cultivation base has been promoted to the first stage of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, at least it has undergone a major qualitative change from the Earth Tour Realm.

As for the third stage of Happy Realm in the fairyland that day, Lin Meng has no plans yet.

Even if he has the technique of saints, his cultivation level can be far beyond ordinary people.It is not something that can be done overnight to cross two small realms from the Royal Sky Realm to the Happy Realm. It will take at least a few months or even a year and a half to accumulate.

At present, if he wants to improve his strength quickly, Lin Meng still feels that he has to focus on swordsmanship, and on moving a thousand mountains.

He wondered how to integrate his marksmanship from a thousand years ago into his swordsmanship more smoothly and naturally, and how to match and coordinate with the sword intent on the famous sword of Dong Qianshan, and exert a stronger power.

Lin Meng pondered for a night, during which time he tried again to improve the sword spectrum of Moving Qianshan and explore his own war dance technique.

However, in terms of the art of war dance, although Lin Meng had the first war dance of the day, it was estimated that it could be called the exquisite war dance technique of Yakumo Fengwu as a reference for several times.

Lin Meng understood the secret technique of Yakumo Wind Dance for two days, and it was deeply imprinted in his mind. As for the original, it was returned to Geng Zhengqi long ago.

This profound and extraordinary art of war dance has brought Lin Meng a lot of new ideas and broadened his vision.

But this is the law of others after all, Lin Meng can't learn much. To create his own war dance technique, he needs to integrate his own way and even martial skills. There are no shortcuts to this kind of thing, only constant experimentation and conception.

Until daybreak, the off-book birds whispered, and the war dance art in Lin Meng's mind was just a rudiment, and he still felt that it was not natural and smooth, and lacked a sense of fit with himself and even with the world.

Lin Meng couldn’t help sighing. No wonder the geniuses who can create the art of war dance in ancient and modern times, except for Geng Xiuping who participated in the unpredictable omniscience puja, are all masters in the Profound Realm of Gods, and most of them are Only Xuan Wujing can create these secret skills.

The quick reasoning of the power of the soul that needs to be used, the perception of the nature of the heavens and the earth, their own martial arts, and the mind are simply not something a monk in the heavens can do.

Lin Meng had no choice but to sigh helplessly, and ended the night of meditation, put Qianshan on his back again, stood up and left the camp.

The Sword Sect of the Five Sacred Mountains had suffered a catastrophe before, and the buildings in the sect were completely destroyed, leaving only the scorched earth and ruins, which was a bit less popular.

But at this time the morning mist was rising in the mountains, the sun was just rising, and the birds called Zhenghuan. Within the Sword Sect of the Five Mountains, which was a bit less popular and architecture, there was a bit more primitive and natural meaning out of thin air.

Lin Meng looked back under Xiaohua Peak, and looked at the big lake between Xiaohua Peak and Qianshan Peak, which was shot out by Shen Mengzhou.

With exhaustion of his eyesight, he clearly saw that Shen Mengzhou was standing on the lake at this time, his true energy was stored on the bottom of his feet, his feet were on the lake without sinking, and he practiced his sword meticulously.

It's as good as what he said, practice and enjoyment are both right!

Lin Meng exclaimed in his heart.

While condensing the true energy on the soles of the feet, stepping on the lake surface without touching the water or sinking, this is the trick to practicing light exercises.

And in this case, Shen Mengzhou could still practice swords distractedly, and he still used two sword techniques alternately, sword and imperial swordsmanship.

Being able to adhere to these two items at the same time is extremely difficult. Among them, the amount of attention required is not small. If one is insufficient or distracted, it will fall into the water, or the sword will be out of shape.

But Shen Mengzhou's footsteps are delicate and graceful, stepping on the surface of the lake, constantly moving, and it is only a starting point to microwave, as light as a dragonfly.

And the swordsmanship in his hand is very fancy, but it is well-mannered, and even if the sword is released very quickly, there is no half-scatter.

To be able to do this must be a habit that has been persisted for many years. This not only exercises body and sword skills, but also exercises the three-fold control of true energy, physical body, and soul.

This kind of appearance is the appearance of a famous sword fairy!

Lin Meng once again sighed in his heart, and then went down the mountain, first discussing with the Great Elder Ling Cheng and arranging the future affairs of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Then I found a clearing area and was about to start practicing swords. When he saw that Shen Mengzhou had finished his training and had finished his work, he temporarily closed Qianshan, and said hello to Andao:

"Good morning, Lord Shen, I never thought that Lord Shen was so diligent in repairing, and it was a few hours earlier than in Xia, and he used such a difficult method."

At this time, Shen Mengzhou had some sweat on his forehead but he didn't care. For such a master of instantaneous realm, this kind of training is not difficult to overdraw his true energy and physical strength, but difficult to control with a high degree of nervousness. Pressure.

"I have long been used to it. This kind of training has persisted for decades since I was a teenager."

"At first it was my big brother who forced me to practice. In the first few days, there was no day when my clothes were not wet, and it was like a mess all day."

Shen Mengzhou said lightly, sitting back on the bamboo lounger by the lake, and changing back to his leisurely look.

Lin Meng's mouth twitched slightly when he heard the words. No wonder this Shen Mengzhou seemed to be quite veiling towards Wang Lin. It turned out that there was such a thing at the beginning, and then he slowly said:

"Wushuangzun is really a strict master...brother! Presumably Lord Shen's achievements today are also indispensable for the support of Wushuangzun."

Shen Mengzhou also sighed, the Wuyue Jianzong outer disciple beside him was pouring tea for him.

"I know what you're trying to say, and speaking of it, my senior brother is really more like a master than my master, and I am considered half a master, Brother Yan is really right."

"Haha! It's fascinating to see Master Shen's sword practice only from the bottom. If I want to try it, I wonder if I can use Master Shen's lake?"

Lin Meng laughed twice and pointed to the Changhu in front of him. Shen Mengzhou nodded slightly and didn't care about it.

"If you want to use it, you don't need to ask me for information. It's the mountain gate of your Five Mountains Sword Sect. It's all your sect's things. I'm just staying here temporarily."

"Then thank you Lord Shen!"

Lin Meng thanked him softly, leaping up with his feet a little bit, and leaping above Pinghu, making waves.

He learned that Shen Mengzhou would condense the true energy on the soles of his feet, drag his body, so as not to fall into the lake, standing on the surface of the lake as if walking on the ground.

Although Lin Meng hadn't tried such a peculiar training method, it was not a difficult task for him, who had three control abilities of true energy, physical body, and spirit.

I saw Lin Meng holding Qianshan in one hand, swinging various sword styles, while constantly shifting his figure above Pinghu, his steps changed endlessly.

Sometimes like a breeze sweeping the realm, sometimes like thunder rushing, sometimes like a dragon turning over.

The swordsmanship in his hand is constantly changing, and he is constantly experimenting to integrate the marksmanship from a thousand years ago into the swordsmanship, and will put into practice the improved ideas of the Qianshan Swordsmanship.