"There are these beasts, which are contained by the heaven and the earth, contained by the four seas, protected by the eight wilderness, carried by the four seasons, and the stars are transported by them. After the gods, they have strange and wonderful forms, whether they are monsters or gods. Only saints can understand them..." Since he was a child, he believed that those strange beasts were real. Dead? ! In a dream? ! The mythical beasts in the thin book are real! ? Luo Zize remembered that he and the fighter-bomber were sucked into the unknown black territory. How could he be in the cave when he woke up? ! What the hell is this? Why are you licking me? ? ... It is? God... Divine beast! What's going on! ? He looked at the pool of water, "I... Where are the old wounds on my face?..." Luo Zize tried to calm himself down. ... He was not dead, nor was he in a dream, he was just sucked into the mysterious cave. He became the person he was seven hundred and twenty-six years ago, and came to an era where he could witness the true existence of mythical beasts. ... I also met him... He was still so bright and white, with slender fingertips, elegant clothes, soft waves from the strange eyes flowing in the corners of his elegant eyes, and the aura that transcended the mythical beast shimmered around him...