I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

At this moment, the door of Lin Meng's room was pushed open, and the two teenagers walked in from outside.

One was dressed in yellow, handsome and straight, with a vigor and vitality between his eyebrows.

A man dressed in red, with a little cinnabar between his eyebrows, a pale complexion in his fair complexion, a soft and delicate face, and a trance and worry, he was holding a wooden plate with a bowl of hot soup.

It was Huang Hao, the second disciple, and Yuan Zhu, the third disciple, among the three disciples of Anyang and Lin Meng!

At the same time, he and Anyang's childhood friend and playmate.

"It's so late, why are you here?"

Lin Meng raised an eyebrow slightly surprised when he saw the two of them.

I have been busy cultivating and improving my strength these days, and now I am busy with Gu Yue Qinhan's case. I haven't seen these two disciples for a few days.

Most of the time when I felt the martial arts in the sea of ​​knowledge, I released Anyang out to contact them.

Huang Hao, a teenager in yellow clothes, grinned, showing white teeth.

"Hehe! Didn't I miss you, come and see you!"

Huang Hao smiled and pulled a chair straight to sit opposite Lin Meng, not big or small.

And Yuan Zhu silently carried the bowl of hot soup to Lin Meng's back and forth, and sat beside Huang Hao.

However, he looked rather sad, with his head down and his eyes down, a look of lack of energy.

Lin Meng didn't care whether Huang Hao was big or small.

The mentor and apprenticeship between him and these two teenagers were drawn from Anyang, who was different from him.

As for Geng Zhengqi, he promised to accept disciples for the sake of the Eight Clouds Wind Dance in his hands, similar to a deal.

Lin Meng himself had never thought of actually accepting disciples, and his thoughts were all based on his own strength and cultivation. Regarding these three young disciples, he just took the time to give pointers, and he didn't have enough effort.

Furthermore, he is not an old man, even if he really accepts a real disciple, he will not care too much about etiquette, on the contrary, this kind of atmosphere makes it a little easier.

Getting along with this group of teenagers, there is no distinction or distinction between peers. Seeing each other's heart can always relax Lin Meng, recalling his youth, and recalling the time when he and Zhou Yuan jumped across the river and lake thousands of years ago.

This is already the only way that Lin Meng can relax outside of cultivation, he can't have the elegance of Shen Mengzhou.

It is not good to appreciate the scenery and reciting poems, cannot understand the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and cannot understand the love of wind and moon.

Lin Meng is such a martial idiot-like character. They all say that geniuses have quirks. Perhaps Lin Meng’s quirk is that he is devoted to studying martial arts.

Lin Meng also noticed that Yuan Zhu's expression seemed to be worrying, but he didn't ask too much. He always didn't like to inquire into the hearts of others, and it was always embarrassing to deal with sophistication.

Then he lowered his head and glanced at the hot soup on the table in front of him, knowing it was for himself, and joked with a smile:

"Yeah, Xuerong Ginseng Soup, a good thing! Used to honor your master?"

"Isn't it! This guy personally went to the school to order it to be done for you!"

Huang Hao smiled and bowed his head to the side of Yuan Zhu who was silent.

"This snow velvet is calming and calming, and it is the thing that relieves depression and depression. The ginseng soup also nourishes blood and qi to relieve fatigue!"

"This guy sees that you work diligently every day, and that something so worrying happened again today. He thought you would be even more troublesome, so he asked the guy to make such a bowl of soup."

"He also guessed that you would study these files all night before you slept, and probably won't rest overnight, so he and I will send it to you right now, so that you will feel a little bit more energetic in the middle of the night!"

Lin Meng smiled and nodded. He has the method of rejuvenation created by the saint, not to mention staying up all night, even for ten years and one hundred years, there is no problem at all, but the intention of these two young people is still very much appreciated.

By spreading their own methods of cultivating spirits, with the aptitudes of these young people, they would definitely not be able to realize too many things in such a short period of time, and the effect would not be as good as their own.

They estimated that they could only stay out of sight for three to five days, so they thought I did the same. They came to care about it, it was really innocent and cute!

Lin Meng guessed Huang Hao's and Yuan Zhu's ideas in a couple of strokes, smiled even more, and said:

"Then master, thank you for your filial piety, hahaha!"

"Who are we with whom, what are you polite!"

Huang Hao also returned with a smile, treating Lin Meng as Anyang, but I don’t know that there is another Lin Meng in Anyang, he is unrestrained at this time!

Then, Lin Meng picked up the bowl of hot soup and wanted to drink it all, but the corner of his eye was overwhelmed by the moment when he picked up the bowl of soup, a trace of worry flashed in the eyes of Yuan Zhu who had been bowing his head in silence. With the color of fear, open his mouth but hesitate to speak.

This weird look made Lin Meng very puzzled, but because he knew this young Yuan Zhu very well, and he was Anyang's playmate and friend since childhood, he didn't think much about it, so he opened his mouth and drank the bowl of hot soup.

But as soon as Lin Meng took a sip, he felt that although the soup tasted pure and there was nothing wrong with it, but his tongue was slightly numb, and even the esophagus and stomach wall where he walked with the first sip of the soup was also slightly numb.

This kind of numbness is very slight, it may not feel at all on other people, and it may be very useful as a warm current that nourishes the body.

But Lin Meng is a master of physical control of the realm of vision, how amazing is his control and perception of every inch of muscle inside and outside of the body!

Even the joints and bones can be inserted and reorganized, and the internal organs can be displaced in the body!

Lin Meng was keenly aware of the unusual sense of paralysis, it was spreading rapidly all over the body, even trying to invade the meridians, rushing into the sea of ​​consciousness!

This feeling of paralysis spread from Lin Meng's stomach wall to the entire stomach and esophagus, from the tongue to the entire mouth!

This soup is poisonous!

Lin Meng's second mouthful of hot soup reacted before he swallowed it, but he didn't understand why Yuan Zhu, who had always been pure and kind and had a good relationship with Anyang since childhood, would poison him in the soup?

Lin Meng didn't know at the moment, but he was lucky to get rid of toxins in his body just by paying close attention to his efforts, and his posture remained motionless while drinking soup.

Lin Meng didn't want to touch something like poison, even if it was a little bit.

Because he didn't know the measurement of the poisoned person, whether a bowl of soup was fatal or a single mouthful of soup could be fatal.

After drinking only a sip of the poisonous soup, people in the arena often laughed and ridiculed after seeing through the other party's tricks.

Unlike those arrogant fools, Lin Meng has a fluke mentality similar to that if he drinks less, he will be fine.

He didn't even have the time to put down the soup bowl in his hand, so he quickly got lucky with the detoxification technique taught by the saint in his body.

Fortunately, the toxicity of soup in contact with the body alone is not as toxic as drinking it to digest.

Lin Meng's body is guarded by zhenqi, even if the soup touches his mouth after exercising zhenqi, the toxicity cannot be penetrated from outside.

The secret technique of detoxification taught by the sage is extraordinary. Although the poisonous tricks have many effects, they are not profound and powerful. They are afraid that they can only be used to poison the heavenly fairyland masters without healing.

Far from being as poisonous and ferocious as the corpse demon used thousands of years ago, Lin Meng didn't want to repeat the same mistakes thousands of years ago.