The Museum of Beasts

　　Walking far away, Lin Jincai held his fist at Chen Xuankong: "Thank you!"

　　 Chen Xuankong was puzzled: "Why does Fellow Lin thank you?"

"My two friends read the noble cultivating classics, how disturbing it is." Lin Jin's words were still quite subtle, but Chen Xuankong tasted the charm, but waved his hand: "In the past, the difference between the gates was deeply rooted, and the sect classics were naturally not. It may be shown to outsiders at will. Even the disciples of the sect, they have to be divided into three, six or nine grades, but now and then, the immortal Dao is withered, there are not many immortal disciples, and there are few casual cultivators outside. If it is on weekdays, it may not work, but since These two are friends of Lin Daoyou, so it’s okay for them to read the classics. This is also the meaning of teaching real people."

　　 Lin Jin understands.

　　 The current situation is not good. Sometimes, there is indeed no need to stick to the old rules and make changes, but to make bold changes.

　　 After a round, Chen Xuankong sent Lin Jin back and left. Lin Jin made a pot of tea in his small floating courtyard and began to rest cross-legged.

　　 There are also some cultivation techniques of the Xuan Dao Sect on the table. Obviously, according to the intent of the real person, as long as Lin Jin needs it, Xuan Dao Sect will not be stingy.

　　 These cultivation methods are different from those in the mobile Tibetan Buddhist Pavilion outside.

　　 To be more subtle, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the core practice technique of Xuan Dao Sect.

　　 Put this thing outside, it must be the treasure that all parties are fighting for. If it was in the heyday of the immortal Dao in the past, it is also the true secret of Xuan Dao Sect.

　　 In short, it is an absolute good thing, I cannot ask for it.

　　The problem is that Lin Jin is actually lacking in interest in cultivating these things.

Before the change, Lin Jin was really concerned about cultivation. After all, if he is a human, his attraction is huge. Once Lin Jin has practiced such as Tuna Fa, the foundation of cultivation is Lin Jin. some.

　　 But it doesn’t matter if you become immortal.

With the 9th-order immortal swallowing beast, becoming immortal is just looking for death, or you don’t even want to set foot in the middle-earth in this life. Of course, Lin Jin doesn’t want this, so even if the matter of cultivating immortality is in front of you, Lin Jin doesn’t Will fight for it.

　　 At least the 9th-order Immortal Swallowing Beast must be solved first.

　　 And the premise is that there must be a pet that can match it.

　　 But the question is coming again, since there are beast pets that can be compared with the 9th-order Immortal Swallowing Beast, why bother to become immortal?

　　 For birthday?

　　 This is a reason. It is always good to live for hundreds of years, even thousands of years, but this is not Lin Jin’s main need now.

　　 It’s too late to talk about this later.

　　 So Lin Jin didn't bother to read the cultivation classics, but picked up a book of strange beasts and read it with relish.

The strange beasts within the fairy gate have gone through thousands of years, but many ancestors in this Xuandao sect have successively supplemented and improved them. The number of fairy beasts recorded in it exceeds a thousand, and many fairy beasts have drawn the strange beasts. The picture can be viewed more vividly.

　　 Now that Lin Jin saw that this was even more energetic, he quickly immersed himself in it. After a while, he drank the tea after making it. When Lin Jin noticed it, he found that the teapot was empty.

　　 "Don't even say, this Xian's tea is delicious." Lin Jin babbled, although he only drank a pot, he already liked the tea here.

　　 When you say you can’t leave, you have to take some back.

　　 I believe that the real person in Miao Yan will not be stingy in this matter.

　　 Lin Jin got up and was about to go outside to pick up the spring water and continue to make tea, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw an old man standing outside in the yard. The old man had gray hair and said that anyone would believe him at the age of 100.

　　 There are many similar old immortals in the Xuan Dao Sect. In fact, there are many ‘young disciples’. Lin Jin met many on the road before. The one in front of him is also one of them.

　　 Sure enough, seeing Lin Jin opening the door, the old man hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "The Qing Pheasant has seen Mr. Lin!"

　　 After finishing speaking, he bowed his head, very respectful.

　　 To be honest, Lin Jin still respects the old and loves the young. This old man is a ‘junior’ in the Xuan Dao Sect, a disciple of the younger generation, but his actual age is definitely far ahead of him.

　　 So Lin Jin wouldn't ask for it, but hurriedly said: "You don't need to salute, that green...green pheasant, what are you doing here?"

When 　　 asked this sentence, Lin Jin had actually guessed.

　　 "In response to Mr. Lin, Senior Brother Xuankong ordered me to wait here and follow Mr. Lin's instructions at any time." The old man's eyes were very good. Seeing the iron kettle in Lin Jin's hand, he immediately understood that he hurried forward to take it.

　　 "Mr. Lin, after this work of serving tea and pouring water, I will ask the green pheasant to do it directly." Before Lin Jin could speak, he immediately ran to pick up the water to make tea.

　　 Lin thought about it, and went with him.

　　 This is the way the Xuan Dao Sect treats guests. It would not be good if I said more. Besides, Lin Jin had to ask where to get water, but fortunately, let the Qing pheasant do it.

　　 "It's rare to enjoy it!" Lin Jin murmured.

　　 But he knew that Xuan Daozong was so polite to him and regarded him as a guest of honor because he could cure unicorn beasts, but even if there was a purple thunder needle in this matter, it was still difficult.

　　 Lin Jin also needs time to think, but fortunately, he can put his mind on this matter these days.

　　 So he continued to go back to read, and after a while, there was a knock on the door, and it was the green pheasant who came back. Lin Jin asked him to come in, but the old man moved swiftly, and immediately began to make tea, and then respectfully retreated.

Let a fairy serve the right and left, Lin Jin can also be regarded as an experience of what is called'luxury~www.novelmtl.com~ Unfortunately, there are not a few female fairies in the Xuan Dao Sect. If a female fairy comes to serve, I believe it will feel better. Right.

　　 Lin tried his best to think about it, and turned his attention back to Alien Beast Zhi.

　　Unconsciously, the sky is getting darker.

The green pheasant walked in with an oil lamp and placed it respectfully on the table. This oil lamp is very primitive, like wood and bronze. The oil lamp on it is not very bright, but it is quite bright. At least it will not shine on the small house. problem.

"I heard that in ancient times, immortals used starlight to illuminate. It is as bright as day, no matter when and where it is. It's a pity that the miasma around this place covers the sky and the sun and moon are hard to see, so let alone the stars." With emotion.

　　 Lin makes a secret way, this miasma covering the sky is also a kind of protection for your immortals, otherwise, without this miasma, the 9th-order Immortal Swallowing Beast will come down, and Immortal Dao will be extinct.

　　 At this time, the old man Qing pheasant did not leave immediately, but hesitated to raise money, and seemed to have something to ask.

Lin Jin took the initiative to ask, and the latter whispered: "I heard that Mr. Lin came from Middle-Earth. I thought I was only four years old when I left Middle-Earth. In a blink of an eye, two thousand years ago, now my homeland is hard to return. I don’t know what happened to my people back then."

　　 Lin Jin also smiled, telling him that the land of Middle-Earth today is completely different from a thousand years ago. Now it is divided into states and states, and each state has many countries.

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