The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

This was indeed something that Lin Jin did not expect. His first reaction was that this Immortal Swallowing Beast was really terrifying. Even if it was just a painting, Lin Jin could feel the horror of this ninth-order Immortal Swallowing Beast.

It seems that it only needs a casual touch to level the mountains and kill everything, including the immortal Buddha.

After thinking about it, Lin Jin came up out of curiosity.

If this was painted by Daojun, it means that Daojun five hundred years ago had also seen this ninth-order swallowing beast, and maybe even had a deeper contact.

Otherwise, I can't draw this kind of painting. It's like Lin Jin. He has also touched it, but he has only seen one of the paws of this Immortal Swallowing Beast.

There are words on it.

Sure enough, it was Lin Jin's words in his native world. Maybe here, only Daojun and him know each other.

The words above are written like this: "My cultivation base has reached the realm of immortals, and as expected, I led this immortal-devouring giant beast and fought against it for seven days and seven nights, only to realize that manpower is limited in the end, and the ninth-order beast is really extraordinary and can end an era. The heaven and earth beasts of the universe are indeed invincible in the world. The paintings left today, if someone can see and understand them in the future, they must remember that they must not be enemies before the ninth-order beasts, remember and remember!"

Gone.

But in these short lines, Lin Jin was able to taste something deep.

It's true that this painting was left by Daojun.

Because from the current point of view, only Daojun and himself know this kind of language.

In addition, Daojun's cultivation at that time had reached the realm of immortals, that is, he had reached the realm of the Buddha of Daluo Temple, so he led out the monster swallowing immortals.

This is consistent with Ye Lin Jin's experience at Daluo Temple.

At that time, it was the Buddha who showed a trace of breath, was discovered by this swallowing beast, and then was attacked by a claw, and then he died and disappeared.

The words of Daojun mean that he deliberately led out the immortal swallowing giant beast to fight with it, and the result was seven days and seven nights. Although he didn't say it, it was already very clear based on the sentence that manpower is eventually limited.

Dao Jun lost.

But he is not dead.

It should also force the Immortal Swallowing Beast back.

That's why Daojun has the opportunity to leave this painting and write this text. As for what happens after that, I don't know. According to Lin Jin's inference, the follow-up swallowing giant beast must make a comeback. Daojun was not before. The opponent, after that, is afraid that it will be enough.

Daojun said, before there is no ninth-order beast, don't be an enemy of it.

This shows that Daojun must be more fortunate and less fortunate in the future.

It is even possible that he was killed by this immortal swallowing giant beast.

And at that time, the strength of the Taoist was high, but there was no ninth-order beast pet, which was the reason for his defeat.

In general, that's what it is, but there are so many things in it that are worth savoring. Lin Jin sat still for a while, staring at the painting with blank eyes, but his heart was like a river overturned, and it was difficult to calm down.

Shuxiaolou next to her couldn't read the text, but she immediately noticed Lin Jin's reaction. With Shuxiaolou's cleverness, she almost instantly understood that Lin Jin understood the text on the painting.

"Lin Jin, Lin Jin, what did you say above?" Shuxiaolou asked when he didn't understand.

This is her fine quality.

And you can't do it without telling her. In order to satisfy her curiosity, she will do anything.

However, Lin Jin fell into deep thinking at the moment, and did not hear Shuxiaolou at all, and Shuxiaolou was quite surprised, because this kind of thing is rare and uncommon.

"He must have seen something from this painting. Hmph, if you don't tell me, he thinks I can't do anything. Don't forget, I am a painting spirit." Shuxiaolou smiled brightly, and then stretched out a slender figure. Fingers draw a little.

In an instant, she was full of radiance and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

She used her supernatural powers, channeled the painting, and used Qiankun ink to sneak into it.

Although Lin Jin was absent-minded, he was neither blind nor deaf. A big living person next to him disappeared instantly, and then turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the painting. Of course he saw it.

"Shuxiaolou, what are you doing?" Lin Jin was startled and hurriedly shouted.

But no response.

"Broken!" Lin Jin had a bad premonition. He and Shuxiaolou got along day and night, and he basically knew what the other party was capable of.

He knew that Shuxiaolou had a kind of supernatural powers of magic, and the paintings inspired by her would immediately become psychic. In addition, Shuxiaolou could also enter the paintings.

As for what is in the painting, I don't know, but it must be related to the artistic conception of the painting.

But the problem is that this painting is not a nonsense. First of all, it was painted by Daojun. It is already certain that Daojun's cultivation level in painting this painting has broken through the fairyland, and the painting painted by the other party is absolutely no trivial matter. Second, the theme of this painting is the ninth-order swallowing beast. Even if it is just a painting, but the immortal is writing, this swallowing beast has some power. Although Shuxiaolou is not bad, he is still afraid of accidents. .

After that, Lin Jin didn't dare to think anymore. He hurriedly put the painting on the table and called Shuxiaolou softly, begging her to come out quickly and stop making a fuss.

But there was no turbulence in the painting.

Lin Jin knew very well that either Shuxiaolou ignored him, or something happened in the painting.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect or something, but Lin Jin saw that the atmosphere on this painting also changed.

"Don't panic, don't panic, wait a minute, Shuxiaolou has special skills, so it shouldn't be a problem." Lin Jin comforted himself, and then he began to wait.

Waiting until the sky was getting dark, the bookstore still did not appear, but the situation on the painting changed, an inexplicable blood began to spread from all directions to the center of the painting, it looked like the painting was stained with blood. Same as red.

"There must be something wrong!" Lin Jin, who had been observing the painting, immediately made a judgment.

Nine times out of ten, this bloody color was a reminder from Shuxiaolou, or, in other words, it was really asking for help.

When faced with such a thing, Lin Jin certainly couldn't stand idly by. Lin Jin had also learned some of Shuxiaolou's skills. The only one who could save Shuxiaolou at the moment was Lin Jin.

"Sheng'er!" Lin Jin exchanged a word, and Shen'er rushed over immediately.

Lin Jin intends to use Qiankun ink to enter this painting as well, and there needs to be someone guarding the outside to prevent accidents.

Shan'er is undoubtedly the best candidate.

He told Shang'er to stay here, and no one was allowed to enter, let alone touch the painting. After speaking, Lin Jin had already used a technique to drop a drop of Qiankun ink on the painting, and then stretched out his hand. Touch, in an instant, the world is spinning, and Lin Jin is sucked into it in an instant.

Then he fell from the sky, Lin Jin opened his eyes and saw that there was a huge cloud of ink on the sky above his head, which was the drop of Qiankun ink that he had dropped before.

And he just fell out of this ink.

Falling down at this moment, it is thousands of feet in the sky.

Fortunately, Lin Jin has the technique of soaring the clouds and driving the fog, so he summoned the clouds and stabilized his body.

At this time, Lin Jin took a closer look, but saw that he was in a vast world.

"This is in that painting?" Lin Jin muttered to himself.