Two young men from the Zongheng realm who were on duty at the gate of Wuyue Jianzong saw Lin Meng flying high above their heads. One of the young men scratched his head and said in confusion:

"Why does this person look so familiar?"

Another young man from the Zongheng realm pondered for a moment and then suddenly realized something with a slap on his forehead and exclaimed:

"It's the sect master, Master Gunslinger! There is a statue of him standing in the mountain gate, you forgot! How stupid! Go and inform others that the sect master is back!"

After Lin Mengfei entered the mountain gate, he saw that the six main peaks of the Five Mountains Sword Sect were still there. When he was feeling relieved, he saw a hundred-foot stone statue standing on the top of Qianshan Mountain, the main peak in the middle.

After taking a closer look, Lin Meng discovered that it was actually his statue. He was so shocked that the corners of his mouth twitched. He gave up the idea of ​​flying directly to his Xiaohua Peak and instead flew to the top of Qianshan Mountain.

Ling Cheng, the great elder who lived in Qianshan Peak, sensed that someone was approaching, so he walked out of the door and saw that Lin Meng had returned, so he immediately flew into the air to greet him.

After Lin Meng reminisced with the great elder Ling Cheng, he came to his 100-foot stone statue on the top of Qianshan Mountain, pointed at it and asked:

"What's going on with this statue?"

The Great Elder Ling has matured into a mature man, and has great ability to observe people's emotions. As soon as he heard Lin Meng's tone, he knew that he was not happy, and he immediately lowered his head and said with shame:

"This is not because after your identity as Fulong Gun Immortal was exposed, the people from the Gun Temple who worshiped you came to your door. It must be that this is the sect of their Gun God, and they want to erect a statue of you and move it here by force!"

It’s the Gun Temple again!

Lin Meng's brows twitched and he waved his hands angrily.

"Tear it down, tear it down! Only dead people erect statues and memorial tablets. How can I, a living person, erect a statue? It will harm me even more if I am lucky enough to receive incense. Please tear it down quickly!"

"yes!"

The great elder responded, waved his hand to summon several deacons from the Diyou Realm to give instructions, and began to dismantle Lin Meng's 100-foot stone statue that day.

Lin Meng then returned to his Xiaohua Peak and learned about the affairs of the Five Mountains Sword Sect during these days.

The sect is controlled by the great elder Ling Cheng and senior brother Lin Jun. He is the sect leader in name only. The warlike second senior brother Bai Chong heard about the incoming Tianwaitian attack a few days ago and left to support the front line.

, now the sect is a little more deserted.

Lin Meng then thought about the three disciples he had accepted in the name of Anyang and the hot-blooded Xia Yangchi who had made amazing fortunes.

Huang Hao followed Xia Yangchi and traveled around the world to gain experience after the Jianghu Baiwen Ranking Conference. He has not returned yet, but letters are sent to him on time every month to report his safety.

After Yuan Zhu followed himself, Lin Jin and others to Tianqi to meet the Holy Spirit, he stayed in Lin Jin's Hongtian Prison to study. Letters of greetings came from time to time, mostly asking for news about Huang Hao and himself.

As for Geng Zhengqi, there has only been one letter sent from the Thousand Stars Palace these days, saying that he is busy practicing and cannot spare much time. The only letter is that he wants to invite himself to the Thousand Stars Palace to participate in the ceremony of his enthronement as the Holy Son.

It's a pity that I was traveling with Wu Zen to the Eight Wonders of the World and missed it.

Lin Meng's Xiaohua Peak is now missing those chattering and lively teenagers. It is particularly deserted, but Lin Meng likes it. Now he has time to practice and prepare for it. He must improve his cultivation before the time is ripe and the disaster comes.

Only when you reach the realm of divine travel.

"Right? There's also a letter from a monk named Zhengjue, a disciple of Master Xinyou. It's been over a month."

Just when Lin Meng wanted to send the great elder Ling Cheng away to practice alone, Ling Cheng thought of such a thing again.

"Zhengjue? What kind of letter did that monk write to me? Take it and read it."

Lin Meng felt strange. He took the letter from Ling Cheng and read it.

"My Taoist brother, Lin Meng, has come back from Luxiang. Are you okay?"

The first line of words that caught his eye made Lin Meng nod his head in relief, and praised it in his mouth.

"Huh? That's right! Does this monk usually talk crazy things? This letter is still very polite."

But when he looked down, Lin Meng's brows jumped.

"I got the Gatling made for me by the Tiangong Saint and the process technology that was streamlined and improved to the point of mass production? The cost of a new firearm is only a mere 1,800 taels of silver! As expected of a Saint? Haha, it's amazing!"

"I took this Gatling and tried it to find a den of horse bandits who were guilty of many evil deeds. It turned out to be 3,600 times with one breath! The saint is honest and will not be deceived by me!"

"Each projectile of this thing is refined with engraved curse patterns? It can attach to the true energy and have the ability to break magic. It can be launched three thousand six hundred times in one turn? I directly beat the leader of the casual cultivator in the Immortal Ascension Realm into a sieve?

Hahaha? Am I awesome?"

Seeing this? Lin Meng rubbed his temples painfully and muttered.

"This monk is really getting smarter and smarter. He actually hired someone to ghostwrite the format of the letter at the beginning. The rest of the letter is still so unruly. Is he writing this letter just to show off his new firearm to me?"

Lin Meng then looked down.

"You are right in what you said at the Jianghu Baiwenbang Conference. One's own cultivation is the most important. Even if I cultivate to the Shenxuan realm and live two hundred years, I can even live as long as the current Luan Tianzun Pei Ji.

More than three hundred, but after all, there is not enough time to develop all my ideas. For example, the depleted uranium bomb will take me at least thousands of years to develop."

"So, I decided to become a saint! The saint's lifespan is as long as the heaven and the earth. It is infinite. The heaven and the earth decay but the saint is immortal. All living beings perish but the saint is immortal! Only in this way can I have enough time and life span to complete my ideals and put all my ideas into practice.

All developed!”

Lin Meng was reading the letter and drinking tea. When he saw this, he suddenly turned his head and squirted out the tea he had just drank. He almost wet the letter and cursed with a smile:

"You crazy monk, if you say you want to be holy, you will become a saint. Why don't you go to heaven! Do you really think that becoming a saint is so easy and you can just talk about it? It is extremely difficult to become a saint in today's world. In the past ten thousand years, only

There has been a new saint like my brother Lin Chang, but you, a monk who spends all your time thinking crazy, wants to become a saint!"

In Lin Meng's opinion, it was just the crazy monk Zhengjue talking crazy words, but what he said next shocked him.

"I know that my talent is weak, and no matter how hard I practice, there is no hope of becoming a saint, so I plan to use tricks. I read that there is a saying in ancient Buddhist books that one can rely on the incense, luck, luck and aspiration of sentient beings to become a saint, and I plan to follow this path."

"It's just that nowadays, the fortune of incense in the world is divided between Buddhism and Taoism, and I can't compete with the saints of the two families for incense, so I decided to create a new sect, and the one in my hometown is different from that of Buddhism and Taoism.

Bring your faith.”

"I founded the Heavenly Emperor Sect, proclaimed myself the Son of the Heavenly Emperor, and found twelve believers to preach with me. I guided people to repent and pray in front of the statue of the Heavenly Emperor and me. First, I used magical means to manifest miracles to convince ordinary people to collect a certain amount of incense.

The power of vows is then transmitted among the monks through these incense sticks."

"Over the past few days, my Heavenly Emperor Sect has spread very quickly, and I have harvested a large amount of incense and wish power. Relying on these incense and wish powers, I have achieved the state of divine wandering. It is estimated that I will become a saint soon. By then,

I also invite you to attend my sanctification ceremony!"
Chapter completed!