But even if he was horrified at the moment, the old beggar knew that now was not the time to ask questions, and since Ji Yuan had let him participate in this attempt, he would definitely tell him the cause and effect, well, at least part of it.

Ji Yuan knew very well that although he called Xiezhi a divine beast, it was only based on the memory of his previous life. The divine beast in his memory gave the cultivators a terrifying demonic aura. After all, a real dragon is also considered Divine beasts are not monsters.

Of course, there are a few exceptions, such as the legendary phoenix and phoenix, which is a kind of sacred breath, and of course the immortal beasts who practice the orthodox techniques of the immortal way are also counted.

So at this moment, in the perception of these monks at the old beggar and Daxiu Tianshi, the main hall of the Tianshi is full of demonic energy, a terrifying demonic energy that has never been seen before.

The monks at the Heavenly Master can still comfort themselves in their hearts, thinking that their knowledge is shallow. After all, they know very well that there are mountains beyond the mountains. In Daxiu, they are "immortal masters" that everyone admires, but in fact, they are not considered in the world of practice. what character.

But the old beggar is different. He is a person of immortal Taoism with a high cultivation base and profound Taoism. Not to mention he has seen it, but he has received a lot of monsters, and even encountered powerful monsters like the real dragon, but there is no such thing at all. A monster's enchanting aura can match the feeling at the moment.

The demonic energy in the hall is not strong, after all, it is only released by the carrier in the hand, it is impossible to cover the sky like a big demon, but it is such a demonic energy that has a heart-pounding feeling.

"Woo... woo..."

Ji Yuan is still increasing the input of spiritual energy and mana, because he has not seen the changes he wants to see, at least two demonic energy collisions are not enough.

Since Jiyuan has confiscated his hand, the old beggar will naturally not stop. Without Jiyuan's instructions, he has a tacit understanding and continues to increase the input of spiritual energy and mana.

The actions of these two immortal masters have been painful for the monks at the Daxiu Tianshi in the temple. Whether it is the national teacher Men Yutong or a few other monks, they have long lost the feeling of being light and aloof in the past. Pushed to the corner, they even cast spells with each other to fight against this terrifying demon.

Even if this demonic energy did not cause any substantial damage, it had already caused these cultivators to sweat profusely, and mobilized the whole body of mana to support the formation to increase psychological comfort.

After a while, the feathers on Ji Yuan's hand did not change, but the picture scroll on the old beggar's hand began to shake slightly. It was not that the old beggar couldn't grasp it, but the picture scroll itself was shaking regularly. And the old beggar did not deliberately offset this change.

"Zizzi...zizizi..."

The palms of the old beggars began to emit green smoke, and the frequency of the shaking of the picture scroll became higher and higher, so that the Xiezhi in the picture scroll even began to become blurred.

"Hoo...ho...hoho...go away!"

The emptiness of the black demonic energy on the scroll suddenly condensed into a sense of substance and turned into a sharp claw that gathered black flames. It looked as if it was sticking out from the scroll, and grabbed the golden red feather fiercely.

Ji Yuan held the feather in his right hand and tucked it behind his back, while his left hand turned his wrist, forming a formation with his index finger, little finger, thumb and three fingers, creating the mountain-shaking seal in the magic method of heaven and earth. the black claws.

At the moment of contact, Jiyuan felt a strong and suffocating sense of oppression. This was just a strong stimulation of the senses, but the actual power was not exaggerated, at least not to the extent that Jiyuan could not stop it.

"Boom..."

With a loud noise, a ripple exploded from the contact point, as if a boulder smashed into the originally calm water, stirring the water to rippling.

"Kakakakakakaka..."

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

Originally, many curtains in the hall were cracked, the floor tiles on the ground were cracked, and even the pillars were cracked, and the impact was directly swept to the four walls.

"Bang..." "Bang..." "Bang..." "Tack pat pat pat..."

Some of the windows were swept open by the direct impact, and the original doors were all swept shut by the impact, and the wooden doors all cracked, and then they were immediately broken open, and the roof of the hall was even flying.

"Woo woo woo... woo woo woo..."

A wave of air rushed out of the main hall and swept outwards, and the front of the main hall set off a storm of smoke and dust.

Outside the two courtyards, Emperor Daxiu, Qiao Yong and others were also alarmed by the movement, and the people who sat down almost stood up at once.

"Escort!" "Someone to escort!"

"Protect the Emperor!"

"Zheng..." "Zheng..." "Zheng..."

Today, the guards whose nerves were frequently fluctuated were tense again, and this time they drew their swords one after another, protecting the emperor and Qiao Yongli from the third floor and the third floor.

"What happened?" "I don't know yet!"

"It seems that there is movement from the national teacher and the others?"

The old emperor looked at Qiao Yong, then looked at the guards who were equally astonished, and instructed two of them.

"You go and see, see what the situation is on the National Teacher's side and whether they need help."

"Follow the order!"

The two left quickly, and a guard beside them suggested.

"Your Majesty, shall I **** you away first?"

The old emperor looked at the building in the direction of the main hall of the Celestial Master through the courtyard wall, shook his head and said.

"Don't worry, if it's not safe here, hiding in the palace is the same."

In fact, although the movement came suddenly, it went faster. After the two breaths from the sound, it had completely subsided.

It was only separated by two courtyards, and the two guards immediately arrived at the courtyard of the main hall of the Tianshi Office when they jumped lightly. The first thing they saw was the fallen wooden window in the courtyard, and there were already several door panels.

Looking forward again, the main hall of the entire Celestial Master has changed greatly.

Looking at the martial artist's excellent eyesight, the two immortal chiefs stood in the middle of the hall, while the national teacher and others were sticking to the wall at the rear.

With Jiyuan and the old beggar as the center, the floor tiles are almost all broken, and the closer they are to the center, the more they are broken. Except for the few bricks where the old beggar and Jiyuan are standing, the other bricks are all rubbish. The cracking of the bricks on the outside is also very regular, showing the state of lightning from the branches of the tree, extending all the way to the wall, making the four walls of the main hall also show cracks.

Some of the original curtains in the hall, whether they were laid down or rolled up, were mostly smashed at the moment, and some yellow rags were falling like snowflakes.

As for the doors and windows, the window paper was all torn, and the wooden windows flew out better, but the doors were all crooked.

"National teacher, several immortal masters, are you all right? The sage is very worried about this, and sent me to find out about the situation. Is there anything I can do to help?"

One of the guards asked carefully in a suitable voice, and Men Yutong immediately responded to the outside.

"The two of you will go back and reassure Your Majesty that there is nothing serious. Don't disturb me for the time being, please leave."

The guards looked at each other in dismay. This main hall is about to be demolished. Is it all right?

But the national teacher did not dare not to listen to the words, so he had to clasp his fists and promised, and then slowly backed away.

Ji Yuan and the old beggar had withdrawn their spiritual energy and mana as early as the moment they collided. At this moment, the two of them were looking at the picture scroll and feathers solemnly, focusing on the picture scroll in the hands of the old beggar.

The old beggar looked back at Jiyuan, focusing on Jiyuan's left hand.

"Mr. Ji, are you alright?"

Ji Yuan looked at his left hand, it was clean and not even the skin was broken, although it was a little numb, but thinking about it comfortably, after all, this hand was also tempered by the Heavenly Dao Tribulation Thunder, and there should be no problem, so he nodded.

"No problem."

The eyes of the two returned to the picture scroll again. At this moment, the Xiezhi in the picture scroll has calmed down, and it seems to be an ordinary stall, but no one here thinks so.

At this moment, National Master Daxiu and a few cultivators from the Celestial Master are adjusting their breath, and it seems that they have just stabilized. Ji Yuan looked at them and asked.

"National teacher, where did you get this picture scroll?"

Men Yutong suppressed the shock in his heart and took a few steps forward to answer.

"Back to Ji Xianchang's words, I found this painting from the imperial treasury of the Daxiu Dynasty. At first, I only thought that it was extraordinary, and then according to the characteristics of the painting, I refined the Xiezhi pendant by changing its shape and imitating the gods. The magical effect of auspiciousness and warding off evil, but I don't know that it still contains such a universe."

The method of imitating gods by shape-shifting is a commonly used technique in immortality. The method of sealing and refining, to a certain extent, can obtain some magical abilities similar to the imitation.

"Does the national teacher think that the Daxiu royal family knows the origin of this painting?"

Ji Yuan reluctantly asked a question, and at the same time, he had already begun to count in his sleeve.

Men Yutong shook his head after thinking about it.

"I don't know if I think about it. I don't know where it came from, or which generation of kings left it. I wanted to check the source when I first got it, and I even asked Your Majesty, but I didn't get anything."

At the same time as the voice of Men Yu's call fell, Ji Yuan also stopped to count, but there was no result, and the old beggar on the opposite side shook his head.

"It doesn't count."

After speaking, the old beggar added another sentence.

"Mr. Ji, do we still try?"

Ji Yuan slowly let out a sigh of relief, raised his right hand to look at the feather in the palm of his hand, and then tucked it into his sleeve.

"Don't try."

Although he didn't get any clear information from the picture scroll of Xiezhi, from the fierce collision of the two demonic auras of Xiezhi, Ji Yuan was even more convinced that the feathers in his hand were extraordinary, at least a creature of the same level as Xiezhi.

"Um."

The old beggar nodded and slowly closed the scroll in his hand. There were slight scorch marks on both palms, but they quickly faded and disappeared after a few breaths.

"The beast in this painting is Xiezhi, so where did the feathers in Mr. Ji's hand come from? Can you tell the old beggar?"

The old beggar couldn't help but ask now, it was really itchy.

Ji Yuan didn't hide it, and bluntly expressed his guesses.

"There are two guesses by Ji, one is Jinwu and the other is Bi Fang. The former may be closer, but although the latter has a certain difference in feather color, it may not be impossible."

The old beggar subconsciously looked at the scroll in his hand, and he had never heard of the two names that popped out of Ji Yuan's mouth.

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