Lin Meng felt uneasy when he thought of Tiangong Sage calling his master, Shijue, an old bastard. He forcibly suppressed his urge to know the truth and asked the saint about the reason for this matter.

If this big stone does not fall to the ground, Lin Meng will feel uneasy.

"I dare to be a saint, but what's the point of having any trouble with my master?"

"Holiday?"

When he mentioned Lin Meng's master, Old Man Shijue, the Tiangong Saint who had just softened his expression suddenly sneered and cursed loudly through gritted teeth.

"Shiquanxiandao Saint! Your master is an old bastard. He is even skinnier than a mangy dog ​​in the world. He is simply the reincarnation of a ten-thousand-year-old bastard. I have never seen such a shameless person in my tens of millions of years.

people!"

When Lin Meng heard this, he almost knelt down on the spot without being frightened, his legs and feet felt weak.

How much hatred must there be for a saint to be so rude and curse and use all kinds of obscenities!

What's more, this Tiangong Saint cursed his master's true holy name.

This holy name, Lin Meng, strictly followed the teachings of his master. In order to avoid contamination with karma, even he, a direct disciple, did not dare to mention it outside the home, so he referred to it by the nickname Shi Jue Old Man.

Even in formal occasions between saints, they will never directly recite each other's holy name when whispering in private. Once the holy name is spoken, the other party will definitely feel it.

Using the holy name to curse someone is equivalent to tearing one's face apart, which is no joke.

"Senior...Senior, please calm down! I don't know how my master ever offended senior!"

Lin Meng's voice trembled. It was not a small thing for a saint to be angry.

An ordinary man's anger will cause blood to splash three feet, an emperor's anger will lay down millions of corpses, and a saint's anger will cause the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse. It is extremely terrifying.

Now I am in the secret realm of someone else's lair, right in front of this saint, and my master is trapped in a seal and cannot escape. It would be very bad if this Tiangong saint does something in anger.

Lin Meng's heart trembled, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at the furious Saint Tiangong. After listening to the Saint scolding him for a while, he seemed to feel relieved, his tone softened slightly, and he asked Lin Meng in a persuasive manner.

"You know the ten lives your master has cultivated, right? The ten lives of reincarnation are the way to become a king, become a saint, and build an invincible way. Now, the eleventh body is taking the path of physical body sanctification. You want to bring the ten lives of the Tao and fruit in this eleventh life.

On top of the sanctified body of flesh.”

"Of course I know."

"Then you must also know that the sanctification of the body is a way of using the body as a weapon, and does not require any weapons, right?"

"certainly!"

"Then did your master need weapons in his ten previous lives?"

"Definitely need... huh?"

Lin Meng was surprised and realized something was wrong. He immediately reacted and an incredible answer came to his mind. He asked in disbelief:

"For seniors...is it possible that my master... owes seniors' wages on credit?"

"Salary?"

I heard the Tiangong Saint sneer, and with a look of sorrow and anger on his face, he raised his head and roared to the sky:

"It's not just wages! Even the materials were provided by me! These are ten supreme holy weapons. He has spent most of the treasures of heaven and earth that I have accumulated over tens of millions of years. He is definitely not a human being!"

After saying this, the Tiangong Saint actually began to shed tears and complained to Lin Meng.

"I am a master caster. Since ancient times, all the saints have treated me with respect. Even the ancient saints of the immortals had to bow down to me. Even the heavenly saints treated me with great courtesy."

"He's the only one in the top 10! Since ancient times, he's the only old bastard who dares to put a sword across my neck and force me to forge a weapon for him. Not only can I not get any benefits, but I also have to pay for a huge amount of holy materials for making weapons!"

"Afterwards, this old bastard was so shameless that he used his favors as collateral. The first time it was just one favor, and the second time he directly turned the first favor into a bigger favor, and so on until he has perfected it in ten lifetimes!"

"But what can I do? He is the only one in the world who dares to cause trouble for me, and there is no enemy of mine among the saints. How can I dare to let him condescend to personally search for treasures for me to make treasures? I want him to get better and better.

What's the use of big favors? They're just drawing cakes to satisfy hunger!"

After hearing this, Lin Meng felt a sense of guilt and compassion in his heart. He didn't expect that his master was so cruel back then, and could force such a strong man, who he thought was a saint, to shed tears just like his daughter's family.

"Then... then why didn't senior refuse, and why did he continue to help my master forge ten lifetimes? I think the master wouldn't dare to really do anything to senior, let alone kill such a great saint like senior.

"

Lin Meng twitched the corner of his mouth and forced a smile and asked with a smile. Logically speaking, it is not easy to kill a saint completely. Just like the saint Tianming who was sleeping and recovering under the abyss, wasn't it just that he was unprepared?

After the Bengtian Patriarch's punch that could threaten the Heavenly Sage, he is still alive. The Heavenly Sage has no reason to be afraid.

But the Tiangong Saint then wiped away his tears and glanced at Lin Meng suspiciously.

"Are you looking down on your master too much or looking up to me too much, or do you think I'm stupid?"

"What is that, your master? To be crowned king and become a saint in ten lifetimes! This title of king is not the king of the world, but the king among saints!"

"Each of your master's ten incarnations is a peerless strong man who can suppress an era, and the saints who suppress him cannot hold their heads up."

"Only when he became a saint in his eleventh life, there was a heavenly saint in the world who could defeat him. Apart from that, in the previous ten lives, who could be his opponent and who dared to disobey him?

Will?"

"Those who are like the first battle general Bengtian Patriarch, the second battle general Tianming Saint, the Buddhist Patriarch Saint, the three great Heavenly Lords of the Taoist Sect, and the Three Lives Saints of Tianwaitian under the Heavenly Sage. These beings can only have the same relationship with your master.

It’s just a matter of strength, so I won’t lose too completely. Want to beat him? Dream on!”

"And what about me? My abilities are all in casting weapons, and my strength is not as good as those mentioned just now. At most, I am at a mid-range level among saints."

"With your master's level of cultivation, beating me is like beating a child. It's almost as easy as a piece of cake to kill me until my soul is destroyed. How can I dare to complain at all? Just take advantage of your master being imprisoned now."

If I can't get out of the seal, I can satisfy my cravings."

Lin Meng never expected that his master was not only powerful but also so domineering back then. Sure enough, big fists are the last word.

"Then why didn't Senior seek justice from the Taoist Dragon Master?"

Lin Meng had earlier learned from Lao Long that his master could only become a master at the same level or even better than him after completing ten lifetimes. Before that, he was not his opponent.

The Tiangong Saint sneered when he heard this.

"That old dragon? He is the most slippery person in the world. He is carefree and carefree. He is not involved in any cause and effect. How can he give the abbot justice? I wanted to look for him at that time. It was hard to say whether I could find him or not. Even if it was true,

If you look for it, he can at most talk about the big principles of the worldly scholars and then prevaricate it. If you expect him to make the decision, it would be more practical to have your master beaten up in his dream.

"

The corner of Lin Meng's mouth twitched and he laughed twice. He was about to refute that Old Long didn't look like such a person, but Saint Tiangong saw it directly and asked before he could speak:
Chapter completed!