The Museum of Beasts

Bald Wang, who had provided clues before, felt the rain of aura rain on his body at this moment. At first, his whole body was itchy, and then unspeakably comfortable.

　　 is like taking a bath.

　　 It's not only himself, but the vulture, his beast pet.

　　 The beast pet of the original Wang Bald was seriously injured in his early years. Not only was the old disease still unhealed, but because he often consumed rotten flesh, he also accumulated a lot of corpse poison in his body.

Vultures eat decay. If they haven’t been injured, it’s okay. But the corpse poison can’t be suppressed under the injury. There will often be a period of pain in these years. It is not only the pain of his beast, but also the bald king because of blood. Qi's power is also implicated, and his appearance has become so terrifying.

　　 The toxins in the body of one person and one animal have accumulated for a long time. It seems that this is so weird, but at the moment, I was soaked by the rain of spiritual energy. The original old illness and the corpse poison in the body are actually slowly getting better.

　　 Not only Wang Bale, but the old turtle on the other side also had trembling fingers. He was treated by Qi'er before. Although he succeeded by chance, his animal pet was still very weak and dry.

　　 But under this rain of spiritual energy, not only did the old turtle feel like being reborn, his beast pet, the big turtle, is now the clothes that broke the old turtle's back. He raised his head and enjoyed the rain of rebirth.

　　 And visible to the naked eye, the size of this turtle is slowly getting bigger.

　　 was originally only the size of a washbasin, but in a short time it grew to half a person's height, and it was not a problem to sit three or five people on the back.

　　How can the old turtle not be excited to see this scene.

　　 Mrs. Guiying came over at this time and said, "This is the supernatural power of the curator. In my opinion, there is nothing in this world that the curator cannot do."

Mrs. Guiying, the coffin bearer, and the old turtle are all Nanling Five Immortals. They were brothers and sisters in the same year, but they were killed in disaster. Five of them died and four were injured. How many years have passed since they were neither human nor ghost, if not by chance. After being treated by the curator, at least the old turtle will not survive now, and the man carrying the coffin may also be dead.

　　 This is the first time I have seen the curator. At this moment, he looks excited, but he thinks of an old event.

　　 "Ghost infant, old coffin, don't you remember the legend of Daojun?"

　　 Dao-kun?

　　 Hearing these two words, the evil masters present were all taken aback.

As long as you are an evil master, how can you not know Daojun? The evil Dao master list that has been circulated for hundreds of years is created by Daojun. In evil Dao, Daojun is like the ancestor master, and it was even hundreds of years ago. Listed as the world's number one master.

　　 "Daojun, he always used a mask to show people back then, and now he is also the curator. Is there any connection between the two?" The old turtle had a big heart, and he asked what he thought.

　　 After all, it was a matter of hundreds of years ago, and none of the evil masters present, even those with a face on the list of evil masters, have actually met a Daoist.

　　 But there are indeed many legends about Daojun.

　　 "I have heard of this, and I have seen a portrait of the Taoist monarch. His old man indeed wears a Taoist mask to show people, but no one has seen his true appearance." An evil master also said at this time.

　　 Tao word mask.

　　 On a white wooden background, black ink writes a wild cursive ‘dao’ on it. It was called Daojun back then because of the mask of this word.

"It should be just a coincidence. The curator's mask has beast patterns." The black crow said at this time, and everyone nodded when they heard it. After all, although Daojun is very famous among evil masters, it is hundreds of years ago. The characters, compared to such legendary characters, are still more real as the curator.

"Everyone, although Bald King Wang gave a clue before, it is still unknown whether it is true or not. The white ape is the first-degree disciple of the curator. Now he is missing. We got a spiritual rain from the curator, so we all went to help find the clue. , If there is news, immediately exchange information." Mrs. Guiying suggested at this time, and everyone naturally responded.

When the monks of Daluo Temple saw this, they were also anxious, so that this group of evil masters could disperse. In addition, their seal-holder monks should be with the white ape, as long as they find the white ape, they can also be found. The monk holding India.

　　 After everyone here agreed, they dispersed.

　　 At the same time, Lin Jin had already stepped into the'Qilong Town'.

This is the place where the three continents meet. It is a very important place. It belongs to a middle kingdom here. However, the strength of this middle kingdom is not strong. The walls of Qilong Town are also in tatters. If you are not a merchant, you will often pass through it. I am afraid that even this small town does not exist.

　　 The soldiers guarding the city are very energetic. Although the armor is old, they are also solemn, sharp blades and cold spears.

　　 Lin Jin wore a mask and hugged a six-tailed fox. Not to mention rhubarb, he said that he is too conspicuous now, so Lin Jin used the blind technique when he entered the city.

　　 Ordinary people can't see him at all.

　　 Qilong Town is not big, and it only takes a moment to pass through the town. If it is to walk the whole town, half an hour is more than enough, and if it is like Lin Jin, it will take a shorter time.

　　 After entering the city, Lin Jin knew that the little white ape Wang Tuzi had said before was the white ape.

　　Because she smelled the remnants of the white ape in her arms.

　　 Although faint, it is 100% sure that it is a white ape.

　　 This refreshed Lin Jin's spirits, and at the same time he became more vigilant. According to Wang Tuzi, the white ape was tied around his neck by a rope, like a dog.

　　 Besides, Monk Zhiyin is following behind.

　　 There are several possibilities. One is that the old Taoist masters have great means, surrendering the white ape and Zhiyin, and intimidate them; the other is that the old Taoist and the Zhiyin monk are the same thing, and the two jointly abducted the white ape.

　　 These two possibilities are the greatest in Lin Jin's eyes, and no matter which one they are, it shows that the other party's methods are not bad. It is estimated that they are at least the first-level master of the Daluo Temple.

　　 have to guard against.

　　 Following the smell, Xianger guided Lin Jin to a wine shop in the city.

There are not many drinkers in the wine shop, and there are not a few tables that are mostly free~www.wuxiaspot.com~ On one of the tables, there is a piece of rice paper, pressed with a wine glass, and there is a pen beside it. .

　　 There was the breath of a white ape on it, not to mention Xiaoer, even Lin Jin could feel it.

　　 Lin Jin stepped forward to take a look, frowning.

　　 There are a few lines written on the paper.

The word 　　 carries magical power, and ordinary people can't see it, but when you reach Lin Jin's cultivation level, you can naturally see it clearly.

　　 Lin Jin was surprised not by the opponent's means, but by the words left by the other party.

　　 "A thousand miles south of Gu Chong Mountain, wash tea and warm cups to wait for distinguished guests, Taoists leave books!"

　　 Although he didn't say who this was reserved for, Lin Jin knew it was reserved for himself.

　　 is not only these two lines, but also because the pen beside it is made of white ape's hair, no wonder the white ape's charm remains on it.

The two lines of 　　 were written with this white monkey pen.