The Museum of Beasts

The sudden change of color caused Lin Jin's heart to jump wildly.

　　Looking at this posture, I am afraid that this Buddha and Du Li are not only as simple as knowing each other, but they are likely to have grievances?

　　Looking at the Buddha again, he didn't know when he raised his head and looked straight at Lin Jin, but his gaze fell, giving Lin Jin the feeling of pressing the top of Mount Tai and flooding the five lakes. An invisible aura swept over him.

　　 Lin knew that he could never stop this momentum.

　　 There is only one consequence of hard resistance, death!

　　 In order to protect himself, Lin Jin did not hesitate to open the door of the visitor hall. In the blink of an eye, the door behind Lin Jin opened wide, and a force surged out, blocking the Buddha's momentum.

　　 The Buddha saw the door behind Lin Jin, and he was startled at the moment. All his aura instantly disintegrated, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, but he quickly recovered to be like stagnant water.

　　 The abnormality around 　　 also disappeared without a trace, everything calmed down, as if the previous things had never happened.

　　The door is still behind Lin Jin, and the astonishment on the face of the old monk Xuan Jue has not disappeared.

　　 Of course, Lin Jin also had a look of astonishment on his face, but he was wearing a mask.

　　 The benefits of wearing a mask are reflected, even if you have all kinds of incredible horror on your face, outsiders will still look as stable as an old dog.

　　 "Xuan Jue, avoid it, I have something to say to this fellow Taoist." The Buddha didn't ask Du Li about it at this moment, but instead said something to the monk Xuan Jue next to him with a weak voice.

　　 The latter obviously respects the Buddha very much, and any order given by the other party will be executed without hesitation.

　　Xuan Jue performed a Buddhist ceremony, and then moved out of the lake.

　　 In this way, only Lin Jin and Buddha are left.

　　 Lin didn't know what the other party was going to say or do, so he could only continue to keep the door open behind him to prevent the other party from suddenly moving.

　　 "Friends, don't panic, I have known fellow Daoist Du Li for a long time, so when I heard about him, it was a little gaffe." When the Buddha finished speaking, he put his hands together and bowed to Lin Jin.

　　 I can see that the other party is also very struggling to do this thing.

　　 "When did fellow Taoists meet Du Li, can you tell me?" Buddha asked next.

　　 Lin Jin has nothing to hide about this, so he said that not more than a month ago.

　　The Buddha clearly moved in spirit.

　　 "How about the details, please let fellow Taoists tell me." It can be seen that the Buddha attached great importance to this matter.

After thinking about it, Lin told the general situation. Of course, Lin Jin didn’t say about the matter of Wushangshanhetu. It is also a defensive heart. After all, it is a treasure. It is impossible to guarantee that the other party will not be greedy. This Buddha has a high level of cultivation, and he doesn't like that level of magic weapon, and it is difficult to guarantee that the other party will not prepare for the disciples and grandchildren of this Daluo Temple, so it is always good to be careful.

　　 Hearing what Lin Jin said, the Buddha's complexion changed slightly, and then it became clear.

　　 Because of Lin Jin's recounting result, obviously it did not exceed his expectations.

The Buddha sighed and said: "Du Li should be dead. Thousands of years ago, he was exhausted and the lamp was dry. What the Taoists saw was the remnant soul stored in a certain magic weapon, but Du Li's The sect has a lot of powerful inheritance, and if you get one or two of them, you can also benefit a lot."

　　 This meant something, Lin Jin thought about it, but Quandang didn't understand it.

　　 At this time, the Buddha actually smiled.

"You may be wondering who I am and why I know Du Li." After the Buddha finished speaking, Lin Jin nodded quickly. He was indeed curious about this matter. He didn't know how to ask before. Now the other party has something to say. Meaning, of course Lin would like to listen.

　　 "There are some things that even Xuan Jue doesn't know. Buddhist practice emphasizes the word fate. Daoists have a relationship with me, and they have been entangled and inseparable, so let's talk to them."

　　 Then the Buddha told a story.

　　 Three thousand seven hundred years ago, it was the heyday of Immortal Dao. There was Daluo Temple at that time, but compared with other Buddhist holy places, Daluo Temple is an unfamiliar small temple.

　　 There are no Buddhas in the small temple, and there are no more than ten monks from top to bottom. Most of them are monks hitting the clock one day, so there is no thought to truly worship Buddha.

　　 On the contrary, some culprits have committed crimes. It is possible to seek refuge in this small monastery, to hide for a few years as a monk, and then go out and enjoy a happy life after the limelight passes.

　　 At that time, the Daluo Temple was a place for cultivating Buddha, and it was a place to hide dirt. One day, a murdered butcher hid in the monastery overnight, and relied on his fierceness to force the monks in the monastery to shave him, and since then he has lived in Daluo Temple as a monk.

Half a year later, the butcher thought that the limelight was over, so he secretly went down the mountain to find his family, only to find out that his family had been harmed by the enemy. The butcher was full of grief and indignation, and found out that he was incapable of revenge, only by his own means. , There is no hope of revenge.

　　 In the Daluo Temple for half a year, the butcher had nothing to do and read a lot of Buddhist classics. Among them, there is the saying of "Ming Wang Xiang", which is the Buddha's body. The butcher meditated for a whole night, and decided to go back to Daluo Temple to practice Buddhism, at least to cultivate the "Ming Wang Xiang", so it is much easier to get revenge.

　　 It’s just how easy it is to practice. This butcher worked hard for several months but couldn’t get it right. There was no hope of revenge, of course, it was pain and despair. So one night he wanted to kill himself, but was stopped by the abbot of the temple at a critical moment.

　　 Of the ten monks in this temple, nine of them are thieves and villains who hold Buddha's feet temporarily. Only one is a good man, and that is the abbot himself.

　　 The abbot was compassionate, rescued the butcher and taught the Dharma. The butcher was eager for revenge, and he could not hear it. He forced the abbot to instruct the cultivation way through death. The abbot did not refuse, but gave it all. Ten years later, the fake monks who ran to avoid the limelight have already left one after another. Only the butcher persisted, and he had learned something to go down the mountain to avenge. It was just the practice of the Dharma. Although he still wanted revenge, he thought. It's not as strong as before. As a result, after going down the mountain, I searched everywhere, only to realize that the enemy's family had already died in the grievances.

　　 After experiencing this, the butcher thought for a long time before realizing one thing. The abbot knew that he went down the mountain to avenge but did not stop him. In fact, he knew that his enemy was dead. Besides, the butcher knew very well that the enemy was very talented. Even though he had cultivated for ten years, he was not an opponent.

　　 The abbot told him to go down the mountain, in fact, to let him put down his grudges and become a Buddha.

　　 "Later, he did cultivate into the realm of the Buddha, strengthened the Daluo Temple, and made friends with the world's immortals."

　　 When the Buddha talked about this, there seemed to be memories between his brows.

　　 Lin Jin could hear that what he was talking about was basically his own business. If that was the case, it would be a bit exaggerated. What happened in 3,700 years, wouldn't it mean that the Buddha was at least 3,700 years old?

　　 If it is true, then the old Yulong will be exhausted if he lives for three to five hundred years.

The Buddha continued over there saying: "The abbot is an expert. When he passed away, he said that there would be a terrible disaster after a thousand years, and he also informed a method of refuge. Because of this, I can live to this day, but that's it... "

Speaking of this, the Buddha on the turtle's back seemed to sense something. He raised his head and glanced, his face became dignified, but his speech speed increased: "Friends of Taoism, I and Du Li are good friends. I just thought he was still alive on the impulse. If he is alive, maybe the two of me can fight to the death, but after all, I think too much. I believe that you have a first glimpse of the path of immortality, but I still want to persuade you to give up and do no more..."

　　 Just said this, suddenly, there was a terrifying pressure on the top of his head.

　　 Lin Jin looked up in horror at this moment.

　　 Above the Daluo Temple, a portal appeared out of thin air. From within the portal, a beast claw stretched out.

The beast's claws drew down. The speed was so fast that no one could react. The many monks in the temple were still cleaning. At this moment, they were terrified. The next moment the beast's claws stretched into the pool in the temple, and then there was a bang, and the pool was directly destroyed. , The surrounding main halls and temples were all destroyed.

　　 Even the people under the Daluoding Mountain could see clearly at this moment, the huge beast claws were too terrifying, under the pressure, the beasts fell silent in the surrounding area of ​​a hundred miles.

　　 The beast claws came and went fast, grabbing a mass of gravel mud and retracting to the portal above the sky, and then the portal disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

　　 The Daluo Temple immediately became a mess.

　　 Master Abbot and other eminent monks hurried over, but saw that the Neihu pool was completely destroyed. At this moment, where can I see Neihu, what I saw was a deep pit.

　　The bottomless ~www.wuxiaspot.com~The person next to him is already flying down quickly, it is the old monk Xuan Jue.

　　 The bottom of the deep pit is full of mud and muddy water. On the top of the broken wall thirty feet, there are continuous muddy water pouring in, gravel rain falling, like the end of the day.

　　 But there was a person standing under it, and the surrounding muddy water could hardly invade its ten feet of land. Even if the rock fell, it would be knocked away by a force.

　　 The six-tailed fox has been standing on this person's shoulders, and the six tails are surging, and when he sees Xuan Jue come down, he is wary.

　　 This person is naturally Lin Jin.

　　 Xuan Jue fell, floating in the air, but with an anxious look, he looked around.

　　 "Dao Fellow, where is the Lord?"

　　 Listening to the voice, you can know that Monk Xuanjue is really anxious.

　　 But Lin Jin reflected it, looking up at the sky, his needle-holding fingers were shaking right now.