I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

"Here, this is for you."

The old man peeked out what Lin Meng was thinking, and a golden scale changed from his hand and handed it to Lin Meng.

"This is... this is Mr.'s dragon scale!"

Lin Meng squeezed the scales in his hands to observe a little, and suddenly exclaimed.

This golden scale is exactly the same as the dragon scale depicted in the ancient books. Although it does not have the engraving of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth that the old dragon said, there is a strong flow of air.

That is the luck of a saint!

"This is a piece of the old man's scales of luck. Although there are no avenues on it to understand, there is the old man's strong luck to protect you."

"The Taoism of that Omniscient Saint is too complicated and weird. The old man can't figure out where he saw you, nor can he figure out his hidden identity in the world, but with this dragon scale bodyguard, you will be the next time If you meet that guy again, he won’t be able to disrupt your luck with the same tricks again."

"If he dares to do that again...hehe!"

The old man smirked suddenly and said:

"That will arouse the root of the old man's luck, and directly lock it, making it impossible to get rid of the old man's luck. Then the old man will be able to find him out and kill him in advance! But the guy is not that stupid. !"

"Thank you sir!"

Lin Meng was overjoyed and stood up to salute the old man.

The old man bowed his hand and said with a smile:

"Sit down, it's not over yet. The effect of the old man's scale of luck is not just to protect you above the luck."

"If that guy of the whole nature knows that the old man has given you such a treasure and cannot disturb your luck, and if you use your hand to do something for him, he will definitely not let you hinder his plan, even if he can't face it in person. If you start, you will also make layouts and let you die in the hands of others."

"At that time, if you encounter some unresolved calamity of life and death, this dragon scale can protect you from the disaster, temporarily acting like a golden body of merit."

This is a life-saving god given by the saint!

Lin Meng was even more happy, and stood up again to pray to the old man and thanked him:

"Thank you, Mr., for giving the kid such good luck!"

Lin Meng's face could not hide his joy, his face almost bloomed with laughter, all of this was in the eyes of the old man.

"Sit down, sit down and make a fuss. I really don't want a disciple from the court of the saint."

The old man waved his hand, gave Lin Meng a white look, and asked:

"Your boy is so excited when he sees the old man with a dragon scale. It really shames your master. At any rate, your master is also an invincible saint who is not weaker than the old man and can go further. You are his disciple. Haven't you seen it? Are these saint treasures?"

Lin Meng sat back on the stone bench obediently, scratched his head in embarrassment, and smiled helplessly:

"I haven't seen it..."

I thought of the saint disciples of other people, especially the contemporary Lingtian spear fairy Bai Lingxu, who was accompanied by the saint Lingbao and accompanied by the protector.

Lin Meng's heart was full of bitterness and envy.

Look at yourself back then, how can there be any saint Lingbao and Taoist guardians!

I have seen a lot of sage techniques, and I only dare to use some techniques and the like, and dare not use some powerful combat skills and secret techniques.

Going out to walk the rivers and lakes, what kind of crisis is encountered, if it is not for the presence of a saint in Wuling City, even the holy name of the master cannot be called.

Apart from being like other disciples of the saint's door, and there is a saint around him who can teach and solve puzzles, Lin Meng almost feels whether his master is a fake saint.

The old man was silent when he heard the words, and he obviously used his mind to read what Lin Meng was thinking.

After a while, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he opened his mouth to tease in a low voice.

"Shijue that guy can't be the disciple of the master who has to bite the bullet and accept someone!"

Even Lao Long has lived tens of millions of years with knowledge and knowledge, and he has never seen a personal disciple of a saint who has been treated so miserably like Lin Meng!

Even if it is inherited by the saint after death, there are still many treasures to accompany you!

"Ahem!"

The old man coughed twice and opened his mouth to excuse him:

"Your master... Shijue! That guy! Back then, he was headstrong and arrogant. In addition to collecting some secret skills and enlightenment, some ordinary treasures can't enter his eyes. The treasures around him are a little bit less. It’s the first time to accept disciples without experience, so don’t blame him."

Lin Meng became serious when he heard the words, shook his head, and said in a deep voice:

"My master once saved me from fire and water, taught me to the road, and treats me like a parent and child, even if the kid envy others, how can he blame his master."

"Haha! That's good! Although the guy in Shijue can't help but treat you badly, but he also tunes your temperament well!"

The old man laughed twice, seeming to admire Lin Meng, stroked his long beard, and laughed:

"Boy, you are a perfect disciple. In this day and age, you are one of the most important parts for us to deal with that guy who is universal."

"But compared to other links, although your kid has more causal luck, but the weakest background, this gives the guy of the whole nature a chance."

"So the old man is here this time, not only to correct your luck, but also to lay the groundwork for your kid, so that you can give full play to your role, so that nothing will happen in this troubled world. accident."

"That golden scale of luck is still one of the first, and the second, the old man wants to make your heart clear!"

Make your heart clear?

Lin Meng scratched his head puzzled.

Isn't this thing about Xindao looking at the accumulation and change of a person's self-cultivation?Can it be interfered by external forces?

"Hey! Others can't, but it doesn't mean the old man can't. You don't see who the old man is!"

The old man smiled triumphantly.

"After your kid was reborn, he used your master’s ten unique skills twice. That is your master’s natal sacred method. A saint’s natal sacred method has the greatest impact on the user’s mind. Not to mention you. The master's powerful saint has a more profound influence on the rhyme of his life."

"In addition, the interval between your use of these two times is not long, and you have not fully digested the influence of the Holy Law on your heart. The last time you used the Holy Law, the strongest ten-generation unity, if not ten Anyone who is trapped can attract a ray of his will to manifest!"

"You already have a strong shadow of your master in your mind. If you don't deal with it in time, I'm afraid you will be gradually assimilated by your master's will, and eventually lose your heart, and your temper will become the same as your master's back then. I never have the chance to take my own path again."

When the old man spoke, Lin Meng was sweating.

Thinking about it now, it is true that since the last time he defeated Mu Qingqing with the strongest trick of Ten Skills, his temperament has gradually become aloof.

I often like to look at people with my head held up high, and I like to fly a head taller than others, and I don't want to sit down.

These are all subtle changes. If it weren't for the old man to mention something, Lin Meng would have no chance to realize the seriousness of the problem in this life!

Fortunately, I still want to slowly digest the impression in this heart!Unexpectedly, this influence has developed to the point where I can't even detect it and can blind my heart!

Lin Meng scolded his arrogance secretly in his heart, and quickly stood up, sternly clasped his fist towards the old man:

"Sir, please heal me!"