The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

He Qing definitely doesn't know, she doesn't even know what's happening in Wangcheng, let alone other places.

The same is true for Jiang Ziqi. He has a weak temperament and is a kind of nosy, and he has been hiding in the mountains and forests in recent years. He also does not know what happens outside. For him, the biggest social activity is visiting the living room. .

Black Crow and Mrs. Ghost Baby are often outside. The two talked about some recent big events, but they should have nothing to do with the curator.

Laotian shook his head even more. He is not the kind of person who asks about things. Although he already has a fourth-order beast pet, Laotian prefers the pastoral life of petty play. To put it bluntly, he is still the king of mountains and his Mountain King is more comfortable.

As for Feng Ziqian and Zhao Jingyan, they also couldn't tell why.

It's been a long time since we talked and talked. According to normal circumstances, the visiting living room is about to close at this time.

The eight visitors are all staring at the moment.

"The curator, he didn't come."

"Looking at it now, it should be, it's weird."

"If you want me to see it, it's not surprising. The curator didn't say that he would come every time."

Lao Tian said this at this time.

This was originally his unintentional words, but after he finished speaking, when he looked up, he saw that everyone else was looking at him, which made Lao Tian blushed and stammered: "You, look at what I am doing, what I said. That's right, the curator did not say that he would definitely come back."

When people think about it, it really is.

Not to mention the curator, it was the same with them. Except for the first time, when they visited the living room, they were forced to inhale them.

In other words, if something happens to them, they can actually choose not to enter.

The so-called freedom of coming and going is the truth.

It's just that all along, because of inertia, everyone will come every time they visit the living room, not to mention in their hearts, every opening of the visiting living room is an opportunity to contact the curator, each of them, from the visiting living room. I have received benefits, so no matter what, I am never absent.

But the curator is different. If the curator has other things, there is really no need to come every time, and the curator has not guaranteed this.

"Old Tian, ​​what you said makes sense." Ye Yuzhou was stunned at this moment.

"Yes, if the curator has something to do, he will definitely have no way to come, Laotian, I can't think of it unless you say it." Black Crow also laughed.

Several other people also frequently nodded at Lao Tian, ​​which made Lao Tian even more embarrassed.

"It seems that I can only ask the curator when I visit the living room next time."

"Yeah, but there is still some time. We can continue to talk and communicate with each other."

Although everyone was disappointed, the curator did not come, and they did not recruit.

This is especially true of Feng Ziqian and Zhao Jingyan. This is the second time for the two of them to visit the living room. Originally, this time there were many, many questions and questions to ask the 'curator', but now, I can only wait a little longer. .

Naturally, they didn't know that the 'curator' was really in some trouble at this moment.

Because of the bombardment of rhubarb flames, the thunderclouds above have been scattered, the rainstorm has long stopped, and the original night sky has reappeared. The cool night after the rain is indeed very good, whether it is the air or the scenery.

Ke Lin Jin didn't have the heart to appreciate it at all right now.

He found that he still underestimated the damage caused by the power of the thunder. Originally, Lin Jin planned to draw a scoop according to the gourd and apply the secret method to himself.

But obviously can't.

He is not a monster, he doesn't have the tough physique of monsters, and monsters also have ranks, but Lin Jin doesn't. He wants to hide the thunder in his internal organs and use them for his own use, but he can't do it at all.

Luckily, Lin Jin knew that he couldn't do anything, so he didn't continue. He could only settle for the next best thing, guiding the power of the thunder to a silver needle.

With the thunder and dragon fire, this silver needle is tempered.

Now Lin Jin is also crossing the river by feeling the stones, relying on his previous experience. If he succeeds, he can get a powerful magic weapon. If he fails, he has nothing to lose.

During this period, Lin Jin was also dedicated, and when he found that the dragon fire was not strong enough, he immediately switched to the unfinished fire.

This phoenix fire was obtained when condensing the phoenix egg last time. After Lin Jin cultivated it, he already had some fire. Of course, the means and proficiency used were far less than that of the dragon fire, and it was forced to release it at this moment.

In front of Lin Jin, a silver needle was suspended in the air, and there were lightning flashes on it. It was very unstable. Lin Jin opened his mouth and blew lightly, and a scarlet flame flew out and wrapped around the silver needle.

This flame had a blood-red color, and it was the fire of the phoenix that Lin Jin had nurtured for a long time. This flame, more like a real fluid, was now wrapped around the silver needle.

After a while, the thunder light still beat, Lin Jin hurriedly raised his hand to take out four silver needles and put them into them together.

"Although I haven't practiced alchemy, if I use the alchemy as an elixir, the alchemy technique may also be used." Lin Jin muttered to himself at this time, indeed, Lin Jin's alchemy technique is already remarkable. It was also his excellent alchemy technique and many lost alchemy recipes that saved the Shi family's life.

At this moment, Lin Jin used the method of alchemy to form a ball with the fire of the phoenix, and smelted the five silver needles into one, forming a large silver needle.

This silver needle is three inches long, and in addition to wrapping the fire of the phoenix, it also entrains thunder.

Originally, a small part of Tianlei was finally completely imprisoned in this large silver needle this time. In this way, it was equivalent to possessing the power of thunder and fire.

"In the future, this silver needle will be called Thunder Fire Needle!"

By the time it was finished, Lin Jin was already sweating profusely, and the sky was slightly bright.

Unconsciously, the night passed.

The little fox, Shan'er, was still in a drowsiness, and the little fire nest was beside him, and he was slowly repairing the damage caused by the thunder, but it was Da Huang, who had tossed about it for almost a night.

Lin Jin looked at it and smiled.

Rhubarb actually advanced.

You must know that Lin Jin had been preparing for the Rhubarb Advancement before, not only implanting the golden crow feather, but also feeding it the precious century-old Cordyceps sinensis.

Originally, Rhubarb already had an advanced appearance, but Lin had done too many things during this period of time, so he didn't take care of it. Who would have guessed that this time, when he was hit by thunder, Rhubarb bucked the trend and was accidentally hit by a mistake. Advance on your own.

The current rhubarb has also stepped into the fourth rank, and its fourth rank has a very high gold content, even more than Xiaohuo's yin and yang dharma body, because after the rhubarb was blown away by the thunder, the chicken feathers that grow back at this moment, look at Going up is the same as the Golden Crow Feather.

This is a good thing.

Great thing.

Tianlei has the magical effect of washing the marrow valve body. This time, Da Huang used Tianlei to advance, which is even more perfect than the perfect advance. Even Lin Jin can't predict his future achievements.

Perhaps, by the time Rhubarb reaches the fifth rank, the feathers all over his body may turn into golden black feathers.

At that time, it may be reborn and become the body of the Golden Crow.