Without further ado, Lin Jin saluted the attendant and eagerly opened the Heavenly Scroll.
The eunuch wasn't surprised. Last time, he already knew that Lin Jin had seen through him. Today, it was Lin Jin's master, the legendary curator who could make Daluo Temple bow down to him. If his disciple could see through him, how could his master not?
Since that's the case, I'll just return the gesture.
The attendant didn't leave. He stood beside Lin Jin and stared at the Daolord's Heavenly Scroll.
Like Feng Junwu, it was also curious.
In particular, the little inner official had seen the Dao Monarch with his own eyes. They even knew each other. Because of this, the little inner official knew the Dao Monarch's methods very well. There was no doubt that the Dao Monarch's Heavenly Book contained a shocking secret.
It might be some kind of cultivation method.
Unfortunately, it hadn't made any progress despite many years of research.
The Curator seemed to be able to understand the Heavenly Tomes he borrowed this time, so of course he wouldn't miss this opportunity.
Lin Jin didn't care about Feng Junwu and the eunuch. He opened the scroll and saw the familiar handwriting.
A Daolord's Heavenly Scroll.
Sure enough, it was written by a Daolord because it was a language Lin Jin was familiar with.
Soon, Lin Jin was immersed in it. Without a doubt, this Daolord's Heavenly Scroll didn't disappoint Lin Jin. It contained almost all the information he wanted to know.
In fact, there were some that he hadn't thought of before.
Lin Jin was mesmerized by the sight. This made the attendant beside him and Feng Junwu, who was already walking over, anxious.
Both of them had doubted whether the curator could understand the strange words on the Daolord's Heavenly Book.
From the looks of it now, this suspicion was no longer valid.
The curator must be able to understand it. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so engrossed in it. There was no way he could fake it, and there was no need for him to do so.
The curator could understand it. At the thought of this, the two of them felt like cats scratching an itch in their hearts. Their curiosity had reached its peak.
Lin Jin didn't notice them at all.
The Daolord's Celestial Tome contained far too much information.
In truth, most of them were autobiographies. The Daolord was telling his own story.
It was no exaggeration to say that the Dao Monarch's writing style was not bad. Just reading this autobiography was like reading a fantasy novel. Some parts were very exciting and exciting.
Just as Lin Jin expected, the Daolord was just like him, an unlucky transmigrator.
Therefore, even if he hadn't seen this person with his own eyes, he still felt a sense of familiarity.
This was the charm of being from the same hometown.
Just like him, when the Daolord first arrived in this world, he was also a nobody. However, the Daolord was bound to rise to prominence because, just like him, he once owned the Museum of Deadly Beasts.
Previously, this was just Lin Jin's conjecture. But after reading the contents of Daolord's Heavenly Scroll, it was confirmed.
This made Lin Jin even more curious about what the Heavenly Scroll was talking about.
Truth be told, Lin Jin felt like the path he was taking now was pretty much the same as Daoist Lord back then. If everything went smoothly, it would only take him a few years to become a legendary expert like Daoist Lord back then, or even surpass him.
But a figure like the Daolord had still perished in the end.
This was an extremely unpleasant feeling. This Heavenly Tome of the Dao Lord had been written when the Dao Lord was nearing the end of his lifespan. From the lines, one could see the unwillingness in the Dao Lord's heart at that time.
For some reason, Lin Jin felt like he was looking at himself. It was as if he would have to walk the path of a Daolord all over again.
This was clearly not what Lin Jin wanted to see. Since he was going to be reborn, he had to be perfect. Especially after learning about the immortal path, he had to seek the pinnacle of cultivation.
Back then, Daolord had done the same. However, when he reached the immortal realm and wanted to eliminate demons like Patriarch Xue Pao, he accidentally revealed his immortal realm and was ambushed by a Rank 9 immortal devouring beast. Although Daolord was strong enough to withstand the attack, he was gravely injured and his lifespan was reduced sharply. In the end, he died of depression.
Lin Jin knew he would walk down this path if nothing went wrong. The only difference was that he had learned his lesson from the past.
Daolord had left an inscription on the painting of the immortal devouring beast. To fight this beast, an immortal realm was far from enough. A Rank 9 pet beast was required.
This was the physique left behind by Daolord.
Lin Jin felt like he had to work harder on this. Xiao Huo was now Rank 5, so he had to think of a way to promote him to Rank 6.
To others, upgrading from Rank 5 to Rank 6 was almost impossible, but Lin Jin had a way to do it.
Although it was difficult, as long as there was a way, it was achievable.
Daolord's Heavenly Scroll didn't stop there. Other than the content of his autobiography, the Heavenly Scroll also recorded many things, including Daolord's old friends and acquaintances, as well as his enemies.
Reading these things was exhilarating. Just like how the Heavenly Scroll described some of Daolord's female friends back in the day, it was an eyesore.
Lin Jin was reading intently, unaware of the passage of time.
A few hours had passed since he started reading. Feng Junwu and the eunuch were quite anxious during this time.
They were now certain that Curator could understand it. They wanted to ask, but seeing how focused the Curator was, they couldn't bring themselves to ask.
These few hours had been torturous.
During this time, the second and third princes, Feng Zishan and Feng Ziqian, came to pay their respects. In fact, they had heard that Curator was here so they came to check things out.
In the end, Feng Junwu completely ignored them.
Given Feng Junwu's state of mind, he could easily guess what his two sons were thinking. However, he was too anxious to care about them.
Hence, he asked them to wait outside.
After all, wasn't Feng Junwu waiting outside as well?
However, Feng Junwu had clearly underestimated how long Curator was reading Daolord's Heavenly Scroll.
The Heavenly Scroll contained too much information, more than a hundred thousand words. Some of them were about the Museum of Deadly Beasts and the Visitation Hall's secrets. Other than that, there was also information about Daolord's six disciples.
Lin Jin was immersed in reading about the Museum of Deadly Beasts and the Visitation Hall's secrets. He pondered them over and over again, even sending his psyche into the museum to verify them.
This took a lot of time.
Little did he know that he would end up in a meditative state for two days.
After two days, Feng Junwu couldn't take it anymore. He went back to sleep, leaving the little attendant to wait by his side. The little attendant was a Black Tortoise, so he could naturally tell that the curator was in a mysterious meditative state. Of course, he wouldn't disturb him. Not only would he not disturb him, even if others, such as Feng Junwu, wanted to disturb him, the little attendant would stop them.
Others might not understand this state, but the attendant knew it well.
However, to everyone's surprise, what was supposed to be a sunny day was suddenly replaced by a layer of gray clouds rapidly approaching.
A few wild geese were flying in the sky when they accidentally bumped into this gray fog. In an instant, their blood was sucked dry and they fell to the ground as dried corpses.
Wherever the gray fog passed, the stench of death spread and life was cut off.
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