The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

Besides, Lin Jin left the corpse in fear, and when Hei Ya and others left, it also felt that the surroundings were much quieter.

In the past few days, there has been a lot of truth. Ever since he entered the royal city, he felt that he had been busy running around, or he was being attacked and assassinated, and he was fighting with others.

Now that everything has settled, Lin Jin is naturally relieved and can finally relax.

Fighting with the old dragon is naturally dangerous, but it is no exaggeration to say that this time Lin Jin's harvest is also huge, as long as Xiaohuo can use the old dragon's dragon blood to exchange blood and wash the marrow, condense the yin and yang dharma body, Lin Jin can be said to have earned it , and it is a big profit.

If this matter is placed elsewhere, where will the fifth-order dragon beast be injured, resulting in a major loss of strength?

And this dragon beast has lived for more than 400 years, and almost has a dragon god with incense and golden body?

If it were other dragon beasts, it would be absolutely impossible to condense it into a yin and yang dharma body.

How strong is the Yin-Yang Dharma Body?

This, Lin Jin himself is not very clear, but it is certain that although Xiaohuo is still fourth-order, he can already compete with some weak fifth-order beasts.

This is the tyranny of the Fashen.

The other is that you can control the Frost and Snow Fury at will, just as Lin Jin heard that a wolf howl from Xiaohuo before can arouse the wind and clouds and cover the sky and the sun.

Put it on other pets, which one can do it?

"Invincible, it's really lonely." Lin Jin touched Xiaohuo's head at this time. At this moment, Xiaohuo's size is not much different from that of the white cat. It's very cute, but this is temporary. After a while, it will be lacking. When the aura is replenished, the small fire will return to its original size.

At this time, the white ape is like a human, sitting on the side and reading a book. This guy has not yet refined the human form, but he can speak, which is really amazing.

This ability to speak is of great significance. In terms of spirituality, Bai Yuan has also improved a lot. Speaking of which, I have to thank the old Taoist Wu Qian of Suoyun Temple.

Thinking of this old man, Lin Jin still remembers the appointment with the other party. After thinking about it, he will go now. Anyway, he is in good spirits, and he does not plan to stay in this royal city any longer.

The matter has been accomplished, the curse of He Yu has been broken, and the matter promised to He Qing and Lu Bin has been accomplished, then it is meaningless to stay here.

Most importantly, Lin Jin didn't like Emperor Yulong very much.

His Majesty the Emperor, a black-bellied city man, is also unscrupulous in doing things. Lin Jin doesn't like to have anything to do with it, so it's right to leave early.

Before leaving, it is natural to settle the old-fashioned matter.

"Bai Yuan, you carry the coffin, let's go." Lin Jin said that he left without any delay. The coffin was huge and heavy. Bai Yuan was a Mangzhou beast. Otherwise, it would be exhausting to take this coffin away.

After leaving the inn, Lin Jin knew that someone was watching in the dark, and knew that it must be the eyes and ears of His Majesty the Emperor.

Regardless of them, Lin Jin let Bai Yuan carry the coffin, Xiao Huo lay on top of the coffin, and Lin Jin himself followed behind. The road and Lin Jin were not familiar, but Bai Yuan knew.

Even if it was dark, he was afraid that people would see him. Lin Jin was not afraid of danger, he was just afraid of scaring people.

A great white ape who is more than a head taller than a normal person walks down the street with a coffin on his back. Even the most daring person will be frightened when he sees it.

So Lin Jin used his means of comprehending the nebula transformation world art, and used a small 'eye-obscuring method'.

He snapped a silver needle and stabbed it on the white ape, so that ordinary people couldn't see it. Lin Jin himself didn't need a silver needle, he could just adjust his aura.

This is a skill-based technique, and it's not difficult. All you need to do is understand the laws and the magic of aura. Lin Jin didn't understand it before, but after comprehending the Nebula Realm, he understands a little bit.

Of course, Lin Jin felt that he only understood some fur, but even though it was fur, it was enough to fool the naked eye of mortals.

To be honest, Lin Jin heard about cultivating this, cultivating that, cultivating the technique of blood pact, but it was not until he comprehended the Nebula Transformation Realm that he understood the true meaning of cultivation and the mystery of the technique.

Although the immortal realm has fallen and the spiritual energy has collapsed, Lin Jin does not seek to become an immortal and ask a saint, but to increase his cultivation and master some techniques is enough.

The rest, let's go.

Just like the old Taoist Wu Gan he went to this time, Lin Jin felt that it was a chance.

From the perspective of Lao Dao, he is his chance, and the reverse is actually the same. From Lin Jin's point of view, Wu Qian, the old Tao of Suoyun Temple, is not a chance for him on the way of Lin Jin's cultivation.

With a white ape leading the way, and with a blindfold, Lin Jin naturally arrived at the location with ease.

However, Lin Jin didn't know about this process, but the emperor's eyeliner in the city was startled.

Emperor He Gan had already mastered the inn where Lin Jin and the others were staying. Although He Gan made up his mind that he would not disturb Lin Jin and those gangsters, he still needed attention.

This is not necessarily out of bad intentions. If anyone has any needs, they can also meet them at the first time and provide help.

And when Lin Jin went out just now, the dark whistle noticed it, but who would have thought that Lin Jin took the white ape carrying the coffin just a few steps, and the inexplicable figure faded, as if it was merged into the darkness .

The dark whistle immediately chased after him, but he couldn't see the figure.

His movements are very fast. Logically speaking, no matter which direction the other party is walking from, they should be able to see it. Even if the other party is fast, it is impossible to lose sight of the figure in the blink of an eye.

The dark whistle was worried, but there was nothing he could do. He could only report it truthfully.

Naturally, Lin Jin didn't know about this. At this time, he had already followed Bai Yuan all the way to the abandoned courtyard where Lao Dao was.

No one lives in this area, it can be said to be extremely quiet and extremely depressed.

But at the gate of the courtyard, across the dilapidated wall courtyard, you can smell a fragrance.

Meat aroma, mixed with wine aroma.

You can also hear someone talking, one calm and one escaping.

Lin Jin knew that it must be the old man and the monkey demon.

"Daoist Wu Qian, Lin Jin is here to visit."

Lin Jin spoke from outside.

In the yard, a voice immediately came: "Come here."

After a while, the door opened, and Lao Dao came to open it in person.

Lin Jin cupped his hands: "Daoist Wu Qian, I came to visit at the order of the curator. The curator has something to do and can't make it. Daoist priest forgive me."

Wu Qian knew that the person in front of him was the disciple of the mysterious master that day, so he naturally did not dare to neglect him. Although he was a little disappointed in his heart, he didn't feel that the other party was rude, but just felt that he had missed the opportunity.

After all, if you can see that mysterious master and ask him some things about cultivation, you should benefit a lot, and even have a huge improvement.

such a pity.

Wu Qian is also an old fried dough stick that walks the rivers and lakes. He can think about this kind of words in his heart. He will definitely not say it, nor can he say it.

"It's okay, it's okay, Master Lin Jian, please come in!" The old man was very polite and let Lin Jin come in.

At this time, he was also startled when he saw the white ape carrying the coffin behind him.

"This..." The old man was stunned.

Lin Jin cupped his hands: "I was going to leave, but I wanted to see Daoist Wu Qian before I left, so I brought my luggage with me."

Is this luggage?

Well, what you say is what it is.

The old man let the guests in, and Bai Yuan put the coffin in the yard. Anyway, the yard was very big. Then, with Lin Jin's consent, he sat and chatted with the monkey demon.

At first, Xiaohuo slept on the coffin, but the coffin board opened a slit at this time, revealing a tentacle with an eyeball, a bit like a large snail tentacle, soft and sensitive.