The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

After all, Daluo Temple has been very smooth in the past 100 years. Not only has it reached its peak, but no one dares to confront Daluo Temple, and no one will say that they are not.

Even if it is a big country, it is polite and respectful to Daluo Temple, so the monks up and down the Daluo Temple have developed a kind of arrogant temper.

Don't listen to anyone talking about them.

Don't talk about their faults, even if they are a little disrespectful to them, they will be angry.

But with the abbot there, they didn't dare to attack, and the abbot smiled at this moment: "This lay monk, if the poor monk is not mistaken, the one in the lay monk's arms is a demon fox!"

"Master Abbot has good eyesight." Lin Jin said in a low voice, and then asked, "I don't know who is the first of your company's Demon Demon Hall?"

The question of the sudden jump caused many people to fail to respond, and the ones who did respond were all frowning, and they were already certain that this person was looking for trouble.

"Master Abbot, this person is not good, I think why should I give him a good face..." A monk said with a look of anger, but he was stopped by the abbot before he finished speaking.

"The first seat of the Fumo Hall is my brother Juezhen. He returned to the temple the other day and is recuperating. The poor monk knows that the layman is an expert in the world. What is the reason for coming here, please clarify, and don't knock on the side again." It can be seen that this master abbot doesn't want to beat around the bush.

Lin Jin didn't say a word.

But that invisible pressure is even more deeply felt.

After a long time, Lin Jincai broke the silence: "There is a wealthy Qiao family in Weicheng, Yulong Kingdom, Central Prefecture, an ancestral treasure, and the Qiao family behaves according to the rules, but they are missed by evil thieves..."

What Lin Jin said was exactly the ins and outs of this matter.

And Lin Jin only picked the key points and explained the matter clearly in a few words.

"You can call me the curator, the fox demon in my arms is my disciple and grandson, and another disciple is a white ape monster. Although they are monsters, they have learned the right way and have never harmed anyone. They went to Qiao's house to prevent thieves. Protecting the people, I never thought about it, but I was murdered by the eminent monks of your Daluo Temple. If the curator hadn't arrived in time, my disciple and grandson would have died under the thunder curse of your Daluo Temple, and so was my disciple. I'm injured, I'm resting at the moment, so, I ask Master Abbot, what do you think the director of this curator came to your Daluo Temple for?"

Lin Jin spoke slowly, and finally asked word by word.

You must know that not only Lin Jin and the monks were present at the moment, but there were also many pilgrims watching from a distance. Lin Jin's voice was not small, and he was sincere, which immediately changed the expressions of many monks in Daluo Temple.

If it is true as the self-proclaimed 'curator' said, then their Daluo Temple is indeed helping the tyrants.

And just now, they also heard the 'Thunder Curse Seal' clearly. Although the 'curator' did not explain how to resolve it, there is no doubt that the other party's means must be extraordinary, because the Sky Thunder Curse Seal, even in the There are very few in Daluo Temple, and it is impossible for them to resolve it, at least in their eyes.

The abbot is already frowning at this moment. He is also an old man. Others don't understand the lethality of the "curator". How can he not know.

The other party is putting a hat on their Daluo Temple.

"Curator, according to what you said, the actions of my practitioners in Daluo Temple to subdue demons and exorcise demons turned out to be a way of helping the emperor to abuse him without questioning right and wrong. If this is the case, my Daluo Temple is indeed wrong, but this remark is only for the museum. The words of the chief of your family are empty words. If you came alone, you must have something to rely on. But Daluo Temple is not a place to be slandered. The curator, you are an expert in the world, and you have to say it clearly today. Otherwise, the poor monk will not let you."

Abbot's momentum is surging.

There is a monk behind him who has long been upset, and now he can't help it when he hears the man on the opposite side talking with a gun and a stick, and even more 'slandering' the reputation of their thousand-year-old temple.

"You monster, Master Abbot has a good temper and doesn't care about you, but I can't tolerate your nonsense here, you are definitely not a good person with a monster fox, I'll take you down first, and then kill the monster, To purify the clean place of my Daluo Temple."

After speaking, the grumpy monk jumped out directly, with his arms bare and a liger tattoo on his shoulders and chest.

At this moment, there is a faint roar of a lion and tiger on the tattoo.

"Zhizhang, you can't!"

Although the abbot opened his mouth to block, he just said it, and didn't really do it. Obviously, the other party is also very tacit, and he just pretended.

Knowing that the 'curator' is not good, it is better to test the other party's methods first. Although the coercion was very powerful just now, it may be with the help of some kind of magic weapon.

The monk named Zhizhang is tall and strong, with thick eyebrows and angry eyes, just like the angry-faced Dharma Protector Vajra painted on the walls of the Buddhist sect.

Lin Jin knew that the other party would definitely try it, and he really did.

In an instant, Lin Jin observed the liger tattoo on the opponent's body with the method of identifying the beast, and determined that his pet was a liger. The liger was produced in the southern Xinjiang, with a huge size and abnormal ferocity. Incorporate into the body, so that there is such a tyrannical power.

It would be easy for Lin Jin to win against him, but how to win to further shock the opponent was a matter of knowledge.

The best thing to do is to disintegrate the other party's ambition, disintegrate all the other party's fighting spirit, and directly destroy the monk's will. In this way, killing chickens and warning monkeys can make the rest of Daluo Temple dare not act rashly.

What Lin Jin wanted was this one-on-one, and it would be bad if they rushed up and attacked in groups.

Beastmaster Scroll Lin has done a lot of research. After all, what he has learned is the most powerful four scrolls and the second scroll technique. He also knows very well that if he breaks the opponent's Beastmaster scroll in an instant, he should be able to do it.

The thoughts in his heart turned like electricity, and the sun and moon battle in the opponent's hand had already been slapped in the face.

Lin Jin raised his hand and pointed.

A silver needle flew out and stabbed the opponent's shoulder at an extremely fast speed.

"break!"

With a light drink, it seemed like a light finger, but when it reached the monk, an unbelievable force erupted. With a bang, the monk's Beastmaster Scroll II technique was directly broken.

It's like stripping people directly.

Almost at the same time, a huge liger emerged from the opponent's body, and the monk seemed to have been pulled out of 90% of his strength in an instant. He was also under the thorns of the silver needle, his body was numb, and he fell to the ground stiffly.

As for the liger beast that escaped, at this moment, it surrendered to Lin Jin and did not dare to act rashly.

It's simple, even easy to say, the monk in charge of Daluo Temple, who had not had time to show his power, was defeated, and the defeat was so thorough and so shameful.

The monks at Daluo Temple were in an uproar.

A monk was about to step forward immediately, and Lin Jin shouted Da Huang, who immediately flapped his wings and rushed over, his body changed, and he took the shape of a giant flaming bird to block the monks.