The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

Now Lin Jin is also not short of money. Although he can't come up with big money, it's not a problem to get a few thousand taels now.

After leaving the Appraisal Master Association, Lin Jin has recovered his calmness. Although he is in a good mood, he is not too excited. This is in Tianxuan City. If it is in Jade Dragon King City, it is estimated that the promotion of the Four Rings Appraiser will be known to the whole city, and maybe there will be a celebration or something.

"By the way, I should write a letter to Master Tan Xunjian to tell him the good news." Lin Jin remembered at this time, after all, Master Tan Xunjian recommended him to come here, and this matter has a result, and it is A good result, of course, should write to Tan Jianshi as soon as possible.

As for the others, forget it.

There is no need for Lin Jin to write so many letters. After all, when Tan Jianshi received the letter, others should also know about it.

Thinking of this, Lin Jin had already returned to the inn.

What surprised Lin Jin was that Gu Mengzhong was still sitting on the table on the first floor, looking at the Book of Martial Arts in his hand, knowing that it should have been two hours since Lin Jin went out to his return.

Gu Mengzhong actually just sat here and watched for two hours?

As expected, the shopkeeper did not disturb him according to Lin Jinlin's instructions when he left, but it could be seen that the shopkeeper was also very distressed.

Lin Jin walked over at this time and coughed, but Gu Mengzhong remained unmoved, still focused, as if he was pondering some intractable problem.

There was no way, Lin Jin could only go forward and pat Gu Mengzhong on the shoulder, used a little mana, and called out, "Master Gu?"

"Uh?"

Gu Mengzhong was woken up from a dream by Lin Jin's voice. He shivered and looked up. He was a little angry at first, obviously he didn't like someone disturbing him, but after seeing that it was Lin Jin, Gu Mengzhong immediately smiled. .

"Brother Lin, your book of Martial Arts is so incredible, it's a priceless treasure. Where did you get it? Can you lend me a few more days to read it?"

Obviously, just like a child gets a favorite toy, Gu Mengzhong is also completely immersed in the martial arts scriptures.

Lin Jin's martial arts foundation is very weak, and he really doesn't have the time to spend more than ten years to cultivate and polish martial arts.

So this "Wu Bible" means little to him.

But it was different for Gu Mengzhong.

Gu Mengzhong had a background in martial arts that had been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years. When he saw the "Martial Bible", it was like a tiger with wings, and it was naturally regarded as a treasure.

Lin Jin nodded: "Master Gu can see it naturally, it doesn't matter if you watch it for a while, but the way to cultivate is to relax and relax, Master Gu will rest first, and then eat lunch?"

"lunch?"

Gu Mengzhong was stunned for a moment. In the memory in his mind, it seemed that breakfast had not been finished yet, so why did he have lunch?

He looked outside at this time, and was stunned.

Obviously, he had been immersed in the "Martial Bible" before and couldn't extricate himself, but he didn't know the passage of time around him at all, and he didn't even know that it had been so long.

Now, it's past noon.

At least two hours have passed.

Suddenly, Gu Mengzhong suddenly remembered that Lin Jin was going to participate in the four-ring assessment at the Appraiser Association today. He wanted to ask at the first time, but at the next glance, he saw the four-ringed animal pattern on Lin Jin's sleeve.

In an instant, Gu Mengzhong's eyes stared at the boss.

"Brother Lin, you, you passed?"

Lin Jin nodded with a smile: "Although there are some twists and turns, it is fortunate that it finally passed."

"Haha, okay, that's great!" Gu Mengzhong was obviously very happy: "How can we not celebrate such a good thing, the shopkeeper, have a good table of wine and food, let's celebrate today."

Lin Jin didn't stop it, and this was indeed worth celebrating.

As for what he was going to report at Tianxuan Academy in the afternoon, Lin Jin was not afraid. With his cultivation level, even if he drank a whole jar of spirits, he could easily relieve his alcoholism.

Mo Yu Laolong, who was afraid to speak all morning, opened his mouth to congratulate him at this time.

When I went to the Appraisal Master Association this time, Mo Yu Laolong was frightened enough.

At first, it didn't think that the four-ring appraiser was great. One was the same as those three-ring appraisers in the Yulong Kingdom, but after going there, it was discovered that the four-ring appraiser was much stronger than the three-ring appraiser. many.

The pressure it felt at the time was unprecedented.

Moreover, the appraiser named Yang Ming shot at it, and Mo Yu Laolong had no resistance at all.

To tell the truth, if he really met Yang Ming appraiser outside, the fourth-order jade dragon would probably be killed by others in minutes.

The four-ring beast appraiser is too terrifying.

The old Mo Yulong, who has gained a lot of experience, now understands a truth even more. Master Lin Jinjian's thighs cannot be loosened when he hugs them.

In the future, it will have a good life only if it follows Lin Jinjian closely.

Although this table of wine and food was not of the highest quality, Lin Jin and Gu Mengzhong also enjoyed their meal very much. After eating, Lin Jin went back to the house to rest for a while, while Mo Yu Laolong was at the door.

In the room, Lin Jing used magic to disperse the smell of alcohol, and he was refreshed for a while.

Wu Jingjing was lent to Gu Mengzhong to study and study for the time being. He believed that with time, Gu Mengzhong's swordsmanship would definitely improve. At this time, Lin Jin remembered something he got from the noble man's house last night.

That weird black wooden box.

Taking this thing out, Lin Jin saw several talismans attached to it, and reached out to touch it.

In an instant, there was movement in the Beast Museum.

"Suppressing Spirit Talisman!"

Lin Jin saw the words that appeared on the stone tablet in the museum.

In addition to the name, there are many introductions.

"The monks are written with the blood of mixed beasts, which has the effect of suppressing spirits and evil spirits."

It is simple and easy to understand.

But when this thing appears here, it is easy to arouse imagination, that is what is in this black wooden box, and it is worth suppressing with this spirit-suppressing talisman.

Moreover, Lin Jin could see clearly that the spirit-suppressing talismans on the black wooden box had been repeatedly uncovered and re-applied. It must have been someone who opened and closed the box frequently.

Why?

Naturally, take what's inside and put it back when you're done.

Thinking of this, Lin Jin just thought about it for a while and then stretched out his hand, lifted the spirit-suppressing talisman on it, and opened the black wooden box.

With Lin Jin's current cultivation level, he can suppress spirits and evil spirits with only mana.

After opening it, Lin Jin saw a short sword inside.

The dagger is unsheathed, with blood all over its body, and there are blood-colored entanglements on it. It seems that there are resentful souls wailing and screaming in the blood. Under the gaze, you can vaguely hear the soul-stirring sound.

The short hilt of the dagger was so short that it could not be held at all.

This made Lin Jin think of the appearance of a sword.

Flying Sword!

This turned out to be a flying sword.

A magic weapon often used by ancient monks, but after the rise of blood pact monks, this flying sword gradually faded out of people's sight.

After all, the blood pact cultivator's spiritual energy is scarce, and it is relatively difficult to control the flying sword, not to mention, why use the flying sword when there are beast pets.

But it is undeniable that this flying sword also has a powerful side. For example, it is still useful to kill enemies silently and thousands of miles away.

Lin Jin had heard people say a book, that is, a former cultivator of Xiandao, relying on a flying sword, the body can drink at home, and the flying sword can surpass the potential and kill the target.

This method, even now, is extremely mysterious and inconceivable.

Lin Jin saw that this flying sword was obviously not ordinary, with ghosts entangled on it. It was a flying sword with a strong evil spirit. Out of curiosity, Lin Jin searched in this wooden box to see if there was a corresponding flying sword formula. .

But to his disappointment, Lin Jin didn't find what he was looking for.

Without the Feijian formula, this thing would be of little value.

I think that after the noble son got this thing, he just used it as an ordinary dagger, and put it back immediately after using it. It should be that if you don't put it back, something terrible will happen.

Lin Jing can't use it, but there is one person who can.

juer.

Her mastery of objects has reached a very high level, and it is quite pure to control a sword on weekdays. If you want to control this flying sword, there will be no problem.

So Lin Jin put away this flying sword and thought of giving it as a present to Shang'er when she went back, she would definitely like it very much.

At this moment, the blood energy on the sword suddenly swayed, the blood energy rolled, and it seemed to be grabbed like sharp claws. In addition, in the blood mist, there seemed to be another face that wanted to rush out, which looked extremely infiltrating.

Lin Jin sneered, used his full mana, the flames burned on his palm, and when he stretched out his hand to press it, the blood was forced back.

All of a sudden, the dagger regained its calm.

Closing the lid, and reattaching the spirit-suppressing talisman, Lin Jin stuffed it under the bed.