Museum of Deadly Beasts

Chapter 644: The road is long and the road is long

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Although it was a question, the meaning was already obvious. The other party believed that it was done by the 'curator'. Of course Lin Jin could hear it, so he didn't explain it, but just nodded his head as an acknowledgment.

"Lingshi is really a heaven and man." Master Miaoyan said with emotion.

It's very simple, because asking him to make a refining method, even the magic weapon he is best at, can't be so nuanced and detailed.

Not admirable.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Lin, I'll be handing over this Purple Lightning Magic Needle to refine it. It may take a few days. During this period, please stay in the Xuandao Sect. Fellow Daoist Lin can go anywhere in the sect."

These words are said by the real Miaoyan, so they are not just polite words.

In other words, with this sentence, Lin Jin is unimpeded in the entire Xuan Dao Sect, and can go anywhere.

After Miaoyan finished speaking, he went to chat with the unicorn beast for a few words, and then left. The unicorn beast looked quite tired, which is normal. According to Lin Jin's analysis, the injury of the unicorn beast is not trivial. , these years, it is estimated that most of the time has been sleeping, and the days of waking up are definitely not many.

This is also the easiest way to recuperate. Not surprisingly, the Qilin fairy beast must also go back to sleep these days.

Before leaving, the Qilin fairy beast gave Lin Jin something.

That's a scale.

The size of a palm, it looks like something that a blacksmith has hammered out of five-color black iron.

At first, Lin Jin didn't know what it was, nor did he understand the meaning of the Qilin Beast, but when Lin Jin took it, he immediately knew what was going on.

"Mr. Lin knows what this is?" Qilin Beast looked expectant. He observed Lin Jin's appearance just now, and it seemed that some changes had taken place.

Obviously, Lin Jin knew what it was.

As a result, Lin Jin smiled and shook his head: "I can't see it yet, I need to study it."

Qilin Fairy Beast thought for a while: "Mr. Lin can keep this item first. If you can really research something, please let me know. Qilin will be very grateful."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the scale that had already been handed over, and then said goodbye and left.

Is there a beast in this world that Lin Jin can't identify

Apparently not there.

The moment Lin Jin got the scale, he already knew where it came from.

"The scales of the ninth-level swallowing beast, I can't imagine that there will be such a thing." Lin Jin muttered to himself, and after thinking about it again, Lin Jin knew what was going on.

The Qilin Immortal Beast was injured by the Swallowing Immortal Beast, and at that time the Qilin Immortal Beast was an eighth-ranked immortal beast with strong strength, and it must have had a battle with the Swallowing Immortal Beast.

As a result, the Qilin Immortal Beast was almost beaten to death, and it was severely injured and lingering on its last breath. This scale should have been stripped off by the Qilin Immortal Beast from the Swallowing Immortal Beast at that time.

One was severely injured and half dead, and the other just lost a scale. It was already obvious who was stronger and who was weaker.

"Is there such a big difference between the eighth level and the ninth level?" Lin Jin's expression was a little dignified, but it's obviously too early for him to think about it now.

The most powerful ghost-blood beast in his hand is only at the sixth level, and Xiaohuo is only at the fifth level. Now the Nine Yang Crystal is not easy to deal with. Even if he got it, Xiaohuo is only at the sixth level.

This sixth level is quite different from the eighth level, let alone the ninth level.

Maybe there is only one Immortal Swallowing Beast that has reached the ninth level in this world.

"The road is long and long!" Lin Jin muttered, and Chen Xuankong came in outside at this time, leading Lin Jin away.

Next, Lin Jin was arranged to live temporarily in Xuandaozong.

It would probably take three to five days for Daoist Miaoyan to refine the Purple Thunder Needle. Lin Jin knew this very well, as the Purple Thunder Needle is as powerful as it is difficult to refine.

To put it simply, the Zilei Divine Needle is the highest-grade refining needle. If Lin Jin wanted to refine it himself, he would have to improve his cultivation to the realm of a true fairy.

But in fact, until that day, I don't know that it will be the Year of the Monkey. Therefore, by borrowing the power of others, of course, Lin Jin can enjoy the power of the 'Purple Thunder God Needle' in advance.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, this is the guest house in my sect. It's a bit rough, please bear with me." Chen Xuankong led Lin Jin to a rather unique hanging stone courtyard.

The so-called Hanging Stone Courtyard is a huge boulder that is two feet high in the air, and there are floating gravels below it as a ladder. After going up, a small courtyard is built on the boulder. The courtyard is not big, and there is only one There is no bed in the house, only a futon for meditation, with an incense burner, a desk inside, and stone tables and benches in the courtyard. Simple is simple, but it is definitely not crude.

Anyway, Lin Jin took a look and immediately fell in love with this place.

"It's elegant here, I like it very much!" Lin Jin told the truth. After Chen Xuankong settled Lin Jin, he didn't leave immediately. Instead, at Lin Jin's request, he led him around the Xuandao Sect.

In the Xuandao Sect, it is obvious that the magic of heaven and earth has been used to open up the space, so it is quite vast, but the scenery inside the sect is beautiful, although there are many palaces and pavilions, it is slightly populated.

Chen Xuankong told Lin Jin that there was nothing he could do about it. After all, Ding Xi, the immortal Taoist now, not only Xuandao Sect, but also other immortal sects.

Many of the immortals inside the gate escaped during the Great Tribulation of the Immortal Dao. Up to now, they are at least a few thousand years old, with very little life left.

It's okay for a true immortal like Daoist Miaoyan, otherwise, it's okay for a fairy like Chen Xuankong to reach the peak of virtual immortality.

But many immortals don't have this ability.

In the past thousand years, many immortals died due to the exhaustion of life essence.

So many immortals are actually trying to "sleep", this is a special immortal method, falling asleep, the loss of lifespan will be reduced by one-third, but this is real sleep, not retreat, nor cultivation, but There is no other way, in order to live longer, the immortals can only do this.

There are also some Xianmen disciples who look very old, but in fact their real age is far inferior to senior disciples like Chen Xuankong.

These are also cultivated to become immortals, and many of them are mortal disciples who were brought in together during the Great Tribulation of Immortal Dao.

At that time, he was a mortal, maybe even a child who didn't know much about things, but after so many years, he also cultivated to become a fairy and grew older.

Because of their background, they looked much older, and some were even trembling. Anyway, Lin Jin met several gray-haired old immortals along the way, and they saluted Chen Xuankong, respectfully calling him senior brother.

This scene shouldn't be too weird.

At this time, Lin Jin saw the moving Sutra Pavilion in front of him, Zuomen and Huangshi Sanren were holding a book, and they were so absorbed in reading that they didn't even realize that they were approaching.

Lin Jin didn't bother them.

This state of ecstasy can be regarded as an opportunity, if it is destroyed, it may ruin the opportunity of someone else's breakthrough. Naturally, Lin Jin will not do this kind of wicked thing.

Moreover, it seems that Zuomen and Huangshi Sanren may take a long time to enter the trance this time, and it happens that Lin Jin is going to stay in Xuandao Sect for a while, so let them go.