The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

The sudden change of color made Lin Jin's heart skip a beat.

Looking at this situation, I am afraid that this Buddha and Du Li are not only simple to know each other, but may also have grievances and hatreds?

Looking at the Buddha again, he didn't know when he raised his head and looked straight at Lin Jin, but when his eyes fell, Lin Jin felt like the top of Mount Tai and the flood from five lakes, and an invisible momentum swept over.

Lin Jin knew that he would never be able to stop this momentum.

There is only one consequence of hard resistance, death!

In order to protect himself, Lin Jin did not hesitate to open the door to the living room. In the blink of an eye, the door behind Lin Jin opened wide, and a force poured out, blocking the Buddha's momentum.

When the Buddha saw the door behind Lin Jin, he was stunned for a moment. All the momentum disintegrated in an instant, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes, but he quickly recovered to a stagnant water.

The abnormality around them also disappeared without a trace, and everything subsided, as if the previous thing had never happened.

The portal behind Lin Jin was still there, and the consternation on the face of the old monk Xuan Jue did not dissipate.

Of course, Lin Jin also had a look of consternation on his face, but he was wearing a mask.

The advantage of wearing a mask is reflected, even if you have all kinds of unbelievable horror on your face, from outsiders, you still look like an old dog.

"Xuan Jue, please avoid it, I have something to tell this fellow Taoist." The Buddha did not ask about Du Li at this moment, but instead spoke to the monk Xuan Jue beside him in a weak voice.

The latter obviously respected the Buddha very much, and any orders given by the other side would be executed without hesitation.

Xuan Jue performed a Buddhist ritual, and then with a movement, he was already flying out of the bottom of the lake.

As a result, only Lin Jin and Buddha were left.

Lin Jin didn't know what the other party was going to say or do, so he could only continue to keep the door open behind him to prevent the other party from making a sudden move.

"Don't panic, fellow Daoist, I have known fellow Daoist Du Li for a long time, so when I heard the news from him, I was a little rude." After the Buddha finished speaking, he put his hands together and bowed to Lin.

It can be seen that the other party is also very difficult to do this thing.

"Can you tell me when fellow Daoist met Du Li?" The Buddha then asked.

Regarding this, Lin Jin had nothing to hide, so he said that not long ago, it was not more than a month.

The Buddha was clearly mentally moved.

"As for the details, please let fellow Daoists inform you." It can be seen that the Buddha attached great importance to this matter.

After thinking about it, Lin Jin told the general situation. Of course, Lin Jin didn't say anything about the Supreme Mountains and Rivers Map. This Buddha's cultivation base is high, and he doesn't look down on magic weapons of that level, and there is no guarantee that the other party will not prepare it for the disciples and grandchildren of this Daluo Temple, so it is always good to be careful.

Hearing Lin Jin's remarks, the Buddha's expression changed slightly, and then it became clear.

Because the result that Lin Jin told, obviously did not exceed his expectations.

The Buddha sighed and said: "Du Li should have died, thousands of years ago, he was already exhausted, and what the fellow daoists saw was only the remnant soul stored in a certain magic weapon, but the one of Du Li. There are quite a few powerful inheritances in the sect, and if you get one or two of them, you can also benefit a lot."

This meant something, Lin Jin thought for a while, but Quan Dang didn't understand.

At this time, the Buddha actually laughed.

"Fellow Daoist may be wondering, who am I, and why do I know Du Li." After the Buddha finished speaking, Lin Jin hurriedly nodded. He was really curious about this matter. He didn't know how to ask before, but now the other party has something to say. Meaning, of course Lin Jin would be happy to hear it.

"There are some things that even Xuan Jue doesn't know about. The Buddhist practice is about a word of fate. Fellow Daoist and I have fate, and they are already involved and cannot be separated, so let's talk to fellow Daoists."

The Buddha then told a story.

Three thousand and seven hundred years ago, it was the heyday of the immortal way. At that time, there was Daluo Temple, but compared with other Buddhist holy places, Daluo Temple was an unknown small temple.

There is no Buddha in the small temple, and there are no more than ten monks from top to bottom. Most of them are monks hitting the clock for one day. How can they truly worship Buddha and practice.

On the contrary, if a thief committed a crime, it is possible to take refuge in this small temple, or to hide as a monk for a few years, and then go out to be happy when the limelight passes.

At that time, Daluo Temple was a place for Buddhist cultivation, it was simply a place to hide dirt. One day, a butcher who murdered people hid in the temple overnight. Relying on his ferocity, he forced the monks in the temple to shave him. Since then, he has lived in Daluo Temple as a monk.

Half a year later, the butcher thought that the limelight had passed, so he secretly went down the mountain to look for his family, only to find out that his family had been killed by the enemy. , is simply hopeless for revenge.

In Daluo Temple for half a year, the butcher read a lot of Buddhist scriptures in his spare time. Among them, there is a saying "Ming Wang Xiang", which is the body of the Buddha's wrath. The butcher meditated for a night and decided to go back to Daluo Temple to cultivate Buddhism, at least to cultivate the "Ming Wang Xiang", so it would be much easier to take revenge.

It's just how easy it is to practice. This butcher has been practicing hard for several months, but he can't find the way. In this way, there is no hope of revenge. Of course, he is suffering and despair. So one night, he planned to hang himself by hanging, but at a critical moment, he was stopped by the abbot in the temple.

Of the ten monks in this monastery, nine were thieves and thugs who crammed Buddha's feet, and only one was a good man, and that was the abbot himself.

The abbot was merciful, rescued the butcher and taught the Dharma. The butcher was eager to take revenge and listened to it. He forced the abbot to point out the way of cultivation. Ten years later, the fake monks who came to avoid the limelight have already left one after another. Only the butcher persevered and went down the mountain to take revenge after learning something. It was just Buddhist training. Although he still wanted to take revenge, his thoughts It's not as strong as it used to be. As a result, after going down the mountain and searching everywhere, I realized that the enemy family had already died in the grievances of the rivers and lakes.

After experiencing this, the butcher thought for a long time before realizing one thing. The abbot knew that he went down the mountain to take revenge but did not stop him, but he actually knew that his enemy was dead. In addition, the butcher knew very well that the enemy was extremely talented, and even if he had been practicing for ten years, he was not an opponent.

When the abbot let him go down the mountain, he actually let him put down his hatred and become a Buddha on the spot.

"Later, he did cultivate into the realm of the Buddha, expanded the Daluo Temple, and even made friends with the world's immortals."

When the Buddha said this, there seems to be a memory between his eyebrows.

Lin Jin could hear that what he was talking about was his own business. If that was the case, it would be an exaggeration. The matter of 3,700 years, doesn't it mean that this Buddha is at least 3,700 years old?

If it's true, then the old Jade Dragon will be exhausted after only three to five hundred years of life.

The Buddha over there continued to talk: "The abbot is a great man. When he passed away, he said that there would be a catastrophe that would shock the heavens after a thousand years, and he also told a Dharma door to take refuge. Because of this, I can live to this day, but that's the end of it... "

Speaking of this, the Buddha on the turtle's back seemed to sense something. He raised his head and glanced at it, his face became solemn, but his speech speed increased: "Friend Daoist, Du Li and I are friends, and I thought he was still alive just now. If he is alive, maybe the two of us can fight to the death, but after all, I think too much, I think you have a glimpse of the path of immortality, but I still want to persuade you to give up, don't try to cultivate..."

Just when I said this, suddenly, there was a terrifying pressure above my head.

Lin Jin raised his head in horror at the moment.

Above the Daluo Temple, a portal appeared out of thin air, and from the portal, a beast claw stretched out.

The animal's claws looked down, and the speed was so fast that no one could react. Many monks in the temple were still cleaning up. At this moment, they were extremely shocked. The next moment, the animal's claws stretched into the water pool in the temple. , the surrounding halls and Buddhist halls are also completely destroyed.

Even the people at the foot of Daluoding Mountain could see clearly at this moment. The huge beast claws were too terrifying. Under the pressure, all the beasts fell silent in the surrounding area of ​​a hundred miles.

The animal claws came and went quickly, grabbing a mass of gravel and mud and retracting to the portal above the sky, and then the portal disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

There was chaos in the Daluo Temple.

Master Abbot and other eminent monks rushed over, but they saw that the land of the inner lake and pond was completely destroyed. At this moment, where can I see the inner lake, what I saw was a deep pit.

Bottomless.

The person next to him was already flying down quickly, it was the old monk Xuan Jue.

The bottom of the deep pit is full of muddy water. Thirty feet above the broken wall, muddy water is constantly pouring back, and the gravel rains down, as if the end is coming.

Underneath, there is a person standing in it, and the surrounding muddy water is difficult to penetrate the ground, even if the rock falls, it will be knocked away by a force.

A six-tailed fox stood on this man's shoulders, six tails surging, and when Xuan Jue came down, he showed a vigilant look.

This person is naturally Lin Jin.

Xuan Jue fell and stood in the air, but looked around anxiously.

"Fellow Daoist, what about the World Honored One?"

Listening to the voice, you can tell that Monk Xuan Jue is really in a hurry.

But Lin Jin reacted, looking up at the sky, his finger holding the needle was shaking at the moment.