The Museum of Beasts (Museum of Deadly Beasts)

After all, they were not qualified to visit Xuandao Sect. Lin Jin could see the thoughts of the two immortals. Before, Zuomen and Huangshi Sanren were able to stay together in crisis, and even planned to live and die together to help him resist the immortals.

With this in mind, these two friends, Lin Jin, made a deal.

"If the two of you are Lin Jin's friends, then let's go to Xuandao Sect together as a guest. Even if there are other things, we will talk about it when we come out of Xuandao Sect." However, he nodded in agreement.

To be honest, the two of them were a little uneasy. After all, in their eyes, Xuan Dao Sect was a high-ranking and serious immortal sect. On weekdays, other disciples would not look at them directly. This time, I can be the honored guest, and I am not excited. is fake.

Along the way, Liu Xuanji was polite, and at the same time, he had used the special communication method of Xuan Dao Sect to send the news back to Xuan Dao Sect in advance.

At this moment, somewhere in the Xuandao Sect, Chen Xuankong was cultivating.

He is not low in the Xuan Dao Sect. Although he is a disciple, he is definitely the one with the highest ranking among the disciples. It is also because the Xuan Dao Sect is like other immortal sects. Many masters have already died in the catastrophe. All that is left is a real person with wonderful words.

In addition to the wonderful words, the others are some virtual fairy-level elders supporting scenes. Chen Xuankong can be ranked in the top two among the disciples, and naturally he has become the mainstay of the sect.

At this time, someone outside said: "Senior Brother Xuankong, Master Chief Commander ordered you to go to Xuanheng Hall immediately."

"Is something wrong?" Chen Xuankong was stunned for a moment. It stands to reason that there is no big deal. Real Miaoyan would not call him over at this time.

"I heard that a distinguished guest is here." The little disciple outside the door obviously didn't know the details.

"Dear guest?" Chen Xuankong didn't know why, but soon he thought of something, and his face showed surprise: "Could it be..."

Thinking of that possibility, Chen Xuankong still had the mind to practice, he immediately got up, turned into a streamer and flew out of the cultivation place, and arrived at Xuanheng Hall in a short while.

At this moment in the main hall, Master Miaoyan has been waiting for a long time. In addition to Master Miaoyan, the elders and disciples who are now on the stage of Xuandao Sect are also coming one after another.

"I've seen the real head teacher." Chen Xuankong stepped forward and saluted at this moment.

"Xuankong!" Master Miaoyan smiled slightly: "Xuanji sent a letter back, saying that the disciple of Immortal Xiaoyao was on his way. As you said, they really came to worship the mountain."

"Can the guest be called Lin Jin?"

"That's the name on the letter."

"That's right!" Chen Xuankong thought for a moment and said, "I heard that Junior Brother Xuanji is going to the Lingchi of the Queen of Immortals, how could he meet Lin Jin?"

At this time, Master Miaoyan's expression was solemn: "Your junior brother Xuanji said that Lin Jin used his supernatural powers to take up all the water in the spiritual pond that had been revealed in the past hundred years, and did not leave a drop for others."

Chen Xuankong raised his eyebrows.

"This is impossible. The water in the Lingchi is the most mysterious. It was the condensation of the fairy artifact left by the fairy mother. Although the fairy artifact has been damaged, no one can take it away. Ten thousand catties, ordinary immortals can take a small bottle is already the limit, if the cultivation base is higher, they can take more with special instruments, but in the past thousands of years, no one has been able to take all of them, and I have never heard of it."

Master Miaoyan nodded: "Yes, I also went to get the water of Lingchi in the early years. At that time, Master Xuanyue of Yundao Sect and I each took one-third, and the remaining one-third was given to some loose immortals. I want to take them all, but I'm afraid I won't be able to."

The real person is very clear about this matter. There are special restrictions on the water of Lingchi. It is almost impossible for one person to monopolize it.

But there are exceptions to everything.

This time it appeared.

"It can only be said that this Lin Jin is not simple. Maybe he came to fetch the water from the Lingchi because of his teacher's orders." Real Miaoyan guessed so.

After speaking, Master Miaoyan seemed to have his thoughts flying and murmured: "Since the catastrophe of the immortal world, there are no free immortals in the world. What kind of supernatural power does this curator master immortal actually survive? Also, from the outside world from I have never heard of this immortal, so where was he before? Could it be in the land of Middle Earth? But, if it is in the land of Middle Earth, how can he avoid the attack of the Immortal Swallowing Beast?"

There are many thoughts, but no solution. Rao is the existence of such a real immortal as Miaoyan Zhenren, which is also very troublesome.

At this moment, a special coercion appeared, and the immortals present were stunned for a moment, and then hurried forward, at the entrance of the hall, a young man appeared at this time.

He looks like a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, dressed in simple clothes, but has a very different temperament.

Only the young man's face had a pale color, he was sick, and he seemed to be unwell.

And for such a young man, even Master Xuanmiao was extremely respectful, and actually stepped forward to salute.

"Mr. Qi, why are you here?"

"I've seen Mr. Qi!"

Other disciples, such as Chen Xuankong, all stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Those who don't understand the situation will be surprised to see this scene, and they will not understand why, but if they are disciples of Xuan Dao Sect, they will know Mr. Qi's status in Xuan Dao Sect.

Mr. Qi is not an ordinary immortal. Strictly speaking, it is a demon, and it is not an ordinary demon. It is an existence who once fought side by side with the master of Xuanmiao, the great immortal Shangxuan, who was already a member of Xuandao Sect three thousand years ago. Protecting the sect immortal beast, eating the offerings of many disciples in the door.

During the Great Calamity of the Immortal Dao, he even tried his best to protect some disciples in the Xuan Dao Sect to escape, otherwise, the Xuan Dao Sect might have been completely destroyed at that time.

But because of this, Mr. Qi was seriously injured at the time, and the injury was fundamental. Although he did not die immediately, he has been behind closed doors all these years and concentrated on recuperating from his injuries.

But this injury, where is it so easy to heal.

His cultivation base has also dropped from the level of Xiaoyao Daxian at the beginning to the level of true immortals.

Everyone knows that if it goes on like this, Mr. Qi will be suspended, and in all likelihood, he will fall and die.

This has also become a heart disease of the Xuandao Sect, especially the real person Miaoyan, who is even more anxious.

Over the years, he has tried every means to visit the remaining medical immortals, even at the expense of his face, but no one can save him.

In the end, it was helpless.

However, recently, because of his disciple Chen Xuankong, he had an adventure and entered that mysterious place. When he met the 'curator', who might be at the level of Xiaoyao Daxian, there was a glimmer of hope in Master Miaoyan's heart.

Because Chen Xuankong said that the 'curator' once boasted about Haikou, as long as it is a matter of beasts, monsters, and fairy beasts, you can ask him how to solve it.

Mr. Qi also knew about this, and probably because of this, Mr. Qi will appear in person today.

"I've been in the house for a long time, and I want to come out for a walk. You don't need to worry about me. You can do whatever you want." Mr. Qi's voice was immature, but it was because of the damage to his foundation. Every time he was injured, he seemed to age. Reduced, five hundred years ago, he looked like he was in his twenties. Now, he looks like twelve or thirteen years old. When he becomes a child, he is afraid that he will die soon.

Although Mr. Qi said so, both Master Miaoyan and Chen Xuankong knew, and most of them came out after hearing that the disciple of the mysterious Xiaoyao Xianren was coming to worship the mountain.

"It's almost time, Xuankong, take someone to the mountain gate to meet you." Master Miaoyan ordered at this time.