The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

Lin Jin did not expect it.

He originally came to join in the fun to have a look, gain insight, and try his luck at the same time to see if he could get some spirit pond water.

Since everyone said that the water in this spiritual pond is good, of course Lin Jin wanted to see how good it was.

His original goals were not many. Like Zuomen, he could be content with just one scoop, but he never imagined that Sihai Zizizi would be so 'powerful'.

Not only did he successfully ingest the water of the Lingchi, but also a winner took all, and he didn't even give any leftovers to the other immortals.

Lin Jin himself felt that it was a bit 'excessive'.

The question is what's going on? Lin Jin didn't even know why. Why was the Four Seas Gourd able to take all the water of the Spirit Pond for himself?

I just motivated this magic weapon, and the actual operation is the decision of this magic weapon.

Feeling the gazes coming from all directions, Lin Jin realized that he would encounter some troubles next.

Lin Jin felt that it was okay to separate out some water from the Lingchi.

What happened just now was too high-profile.

Sure enough, the immortals reacted after being shocked.

With a look of jealousy, an immortal stepped forward and said, "This fellow Daoist is a little overbearing, right?"

Obviously, the other party thought that Lin Jin was deliberately using his magical powers to wipe out all the water in the Lingchi. He must be a master who could do this. If it was him alone, this immortal would definitely not dare to come forward, but now that there are so many people, no Those who are satisfied are definitely in the majority, so don’t be afraid.

As soon as the immortal finished speaking, the Buddha Dushui next to him also sang a Buddha's name, and then said, "This fellow Taoist is very talented, and the poor monk admires it. I admire it."

Admire a fart, be jealous.

Lin Jin could see that the impatient eyes of this Buddha crossing the water just now were all red. At this time, the other party is called a ghost if he is not in a hurry. After all, in the past, it was the other party who ingested the most water from the spiritual pond. The difference in mentality is incomparable to others.

Sure enough, the next sentence, the fat monk said: "The supernatural power is brilliant, but it is too greedy. The poor monk only took a tank of spiritual water in the past, and he also understands the truth that the benefits should be shared by everyone, and fellow Taoists shouldn't."

Two people raised their heads, and the others glared at them one by one and spoke.

"This fellow Taoist looked at Miansheng, what should he call him?" a tall immortal asked with a bad face.

When someone asked, Lin Jin didn't want to keep silent, but now he cupped his hands and said, "I've seen fellow Daoists in Xia Linjin."

After all, Lin Jin has also seen strong winds and waves, even in the face of many immortals. Apart from the initial nervousness, Lin Jin is now able to deal with it with ease, at least he won't show it. After all, Lin Jin has another one who often Pretend to be a master, curator.

Let me ask, if you missed the timidity when playing the curator, wouldn't people have seen the clue earlier?

Because of this, Lin Jin has always been careful when it comes to matters of face, such as imposing manner, and will not have the slightest problem.

Just like at this moment, he was clearly glared at by many immortals, and even the other party was obviously not bad-hearted, but Lin Jin was still able to chat and laugh with the other party, and he seemed confident.

Of course, this will make people inaccurate.

Lin Jin wanted this result.

After all, he was still quite nervous in his heart, thinking about how he could be decent for a while, and getting some of the water out of the spiritual pond would not only resolve the crisis, but also not lose face.

So when he was talking, Lin Jin grabbed the Four Seas Zizi Gourd in his hand and searched secretly, wanting to check the water of the Spirit Pond he had just inhaled.

Just looking at it, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Lin Jin's forehead.

Gone.

Lin Jin secretly pinched a trick, and then looked again, it was gone, no, not there.

There is no trace of the water in the Lingchi just now.

This is strange.

Lin Jin was also at a loss for a while, and he immediately thought that if there was nothing in the gourd, then there would be no way to give it, and the immortals would definitely think that they were eating alone.

Not to mention other people, even Zuomen and Huangshi Sanren will have opinions in their hearts, and they will not share with friends, some of which are unreasonable.

But the question is, how can Lin Jin take it out?

"Treasure gourd, don't cheat on me!" Lin Jin couldn't take care of it so much at this time, and hurriedly picked up the four sea gourds to investigate further.

When the other immortals saw Lin Jin pick up the magic weapon that he had just ingested the water from the Spirit Pond, all of them were startled and waited. After all, the other party's expression seemed rather solemn.

But the problem is that when it's time to turn your face, you haven't turned your face here yet. Why should you turn your face first when you get a big benefit?

Having said that, no matter what, this immortal named Lin Jin is definitely not easy to mess with. It can be seen from the fact that the other party used a magic weapon to directly take away all the water in the Lingchi.

After all, in the past few hundred years, the spirit pool has been opened many times, and no one has ever been able to do this.

At this moment, many scattered immortals looked at Du Laoxian of Xianyimen.

"Xianren Du, you have to say something."

"Yeah, this Lingchi has always been shared by everyone. This person has never seen it before, and he has to swallow it all when he comes up. This is not in line with the rules, Du Lao, you have to be fair."

Everyone was talking about it, and Du Laoxian was also angry. After all, this time he came here, and he also wanted to take some water from the Spirit Pond and go back to alchemy.

As usual, with his own cultivation base and the method of ingestion, it would be an easy matter to take some water from the spiritual pond and go back.

But this time, he didn't get a drop of water.

It must be known that the water of the spirit pond is extremely important for his alchemy. In the past few decades, he has been waiting for the preparation of several medicinal herbs. If it is gone this time, he will have to wait another hundred years.

Even for immortals, this is quite a long time. Du Laoxian is anxious, because of some things, he can't wait for so long.

So he coughed lightly, stepped forward and said, "This fellow Daoist Lin, your supernatural powers are brilliant, I will admire you, even though the water energy of the Spirit Pond can be obtained, but like fellow Daoist Lin, you have all of it for yourself, and there is no difference at all. It’s the first time I’ve met it for others. Fellow Daoist Lin, please listen to this old man’s words, heaven and earth treasures, whoever sees them have a share, and greed is a big taboo, and it never ends well.”

Again with a pedagogical tone.

There was even a hint of threat.

Lin Jin frowned, he didn't like hearing that much anymore.

Yes, we should respect the old and love the young, but the problem is to talk about the occasion and the actual situation. Lin Jin is not the kind of person who likes the winner to take all, nor does he like to take it all alone, but the problem is that he is helpless now, not to mention that these immortals are in a hurry when they see the water in the Lingchi emptied, all kinds of coercion. Lure, even this Du Laoxian also played in person, as if if he didn't share some of the water from the spiritual pond, he would have broken the rules and would not have a good end.

Uh, it seems, that's really the case!

I don’t like to hear it, but I don’t like to listen to it, but whoever puts this matter on, it is estimated that they all have the same idea, and I do the same. Who said that immortals have no pink eye?