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"Your Majesty, we seem to have been sent out by the immortals inside?"

The guard approached the old emperor and said something carefully.

"I can see it."

The old emperor looked around and found that the immortal masters at the Tianshi didn't seem to come out. Except for the national master, the three people who were originally with Jiyuan and the old beggar were still in the hall. He turned his eyes and found the station. On the side, Qiao Yong looked nervous.

The old emperor had a kind expression on his face.

"Qiao Aiqing, tell me how you met the two immortals. Did they say anything special? Come on, prepare the table and chairs for refreshments. Qiao Aiqing and I will have a long talk here."

Qiao Yong was overwhelmed and even called "Zizhi". After the attendants set up the tables, chairs and other things, he sat down with the emperor and began to tell in detail how he met Ji Yuan and the old beggar before.

As soon as he talked about closing the stall after selling the vegetables, the old emperor interrupted him with a face full of astonishment.

"What? Qiao Aiqing has actually fallen into a situation where she has to sell vegetables for a living. Could it be that there are traitors in the court who dare to persecute her? I'm obviously just sympathetic to Aiqing's years of hard work overseas, and I'll let you rest at home for a while, and wait for another day to Aiqing. Continue to contribute to the society, how can you be so miserable?"

Regardless of whether the emperor really didn't know or pretended to be confused, Qiao Yong, as a small commoner, did not dare to have the attitude of using a feather as an arrow when he knew the fairy, but he was still cautious and grateful for the emperor's concern.

"Your Majesty is so concerned, the sinful minister is terrified! No one harmed the sinful minister, but the sinful minister was ashamed of his brothers at the time, knowing that they were not doing well. Everything is fine, eating well and dressing warmly, and selling vegetables can be regarded as Taoist sentiment, Taoist sentiment..."

Hearing this, the old emperor did not show a happy expression, but a serious expression.

"I am ashamed of my brother, Qiao Aiqing, tell me in detail, how I am ashamed, I remember that I have a lot of money for pensions in the court, is there someone who is full of personal pockets!?"

There was a trace of fierce light on his face, and his eyes swept over the guards on the side. The latter felt a chill in his heart, and immediately understood what the emperor meant, and immediately clasped his fists and saluted.

"Please wait a moment, Your Majesty and Lord Qiao, Wei Chen will go check it out!"

After saying this, the guard slowly backed away, and then he used the light exercise method and left quickly. He didn't know if someone was really rich, or if there was an order from the emperor at the beginning, but no matter what, from this moment onwards, it must be Qiao Yong's old subordinates suffered because some people were rich in their own pockets.

Seeing the guards go away, the old emperor sighed and looked at Qiao Yong again with a kind expression on his face.

"Hey, Qiao Aiqing has worked hard, come on, keep talking, talk slowly!"

"Yes, Wei Chen leads the order..."

Qiao Yong didn't dare to say a word, he sat upright and said carefully.

On a tree in the courtyard, a paper crane kept staring at the emperor and Qiao Yong, and also looked in the direction where the guards were leaving.

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In the main hall of the Celestial Master, the national master and other monks from the Celestial Master saw Ji Yuan waving their sleeves and sent the emperor and others away, but they did not dare to say anything, let alone mention the crime of disrespect.

For the people in front of the blue-shirted man and the old beggar, there are almost no taboos, no matter whether you are a secular dignitary, a world emperor, a monster, a ghost, a ghost, a ghost, or a ghost, it doesn't matter to them.

"I heard from Mr. Qiao in the early years that Mr. Ji has something to look for. I don't know if the two immortals are here today, what are your orders?"

Men Yutong didn't mention a word about Jiyuan's promise to contact Xianxia Island for them, but only talked about Jiyuan and the old beggar's request, even though he knew that the old emperor should be more concerned about the immortal's promise.

"Hehe, the national teacher doesn't need to be restrained. To tell you the truth, Mr. Lu and I are fighting this time, just to seek justice for Qiao Yong in a small way. It is a calculation that I owe him. As for why I came to you."

When Ji Yuan said this, the old beggar also pricked up his ears. He had been asking Ji Yuan before, but the latter was always mysterious. It should be said, and he couldn't drive himself away, right?

After thinking for a while, Ji Yuan said.

"When the national teacher gave Qiao Yong a jade pendant, he could distinguish between good and evil, righteous and evil. Do you still remember the national teacher?"

Men Yutong nodded.

"Naturally remember that it is the xièzhì pendant. In fact, its main function is to give early warning, so that the fleet of treasure ships can get relevant warnings in advance, make preparations early in case of evil, and go quickly in case of good luck."

"Um."

Ji Yuan nodded, thinking to himself.

In fact, there are all kinds of animals in this world that become monsters, all kinds of bizarre spirits, and there are dragons, phoenixes and gods. It is normal for other gods and beasts, but so far, apart from dragons and phoenixes, Jiyuan has not been able to accurately understand The thing about the mythical beast is the dragon and the phoenix. In fact, the main thing is that there are many dragons, and there are very few legends about the phoenix.

And this Xiezhi is a very representative mythical beast, and it is also a thing that Jiyuan has clearly heard from someone else's mouth at this moment and has almost the same meaning as the mythical beast in the memory of his previous life.

"So, how did the national teacher get such instruments, or did the national teacher know about this beast?"

"Xiezhi?"

The old beggar muttered to himself on the side. It was the first time he heard the name of such a beast. It seemed to be a kind of monster with a great background. Otherwise, Ji Yuan would not be so concerned.

The national teacher first saluted Ji Yuan and the old beggar, then stretched out his hand into his right arm sleeve, and took out a scroll from the enclosed universe, which seemed to be either a word or a painting.

"Lord Immortal, please see!"

Saying that, Men Yutong approached Ji Yuan and the old beggar, and slowly unfolded the one-foot-long scroll in his hand. The content inside was a painting.

The painting is a majestic and mighty beast with thick dark hair all over its body, bright eyes, a big horn on its forehead, thick limbs and four claws sharp like hooks, a short tail and a thick body, and a big mouth and long teeth.

"Roar……"

This alien beast portrait was forbidden when it was first unfolded, but after it was fully unfolded, it actually came alive, roaring towards the outside of the portrait, swinging its body from side to side, as if it wanted to rush out of the portrait, and even brought a coercion that could not be ignored. .

"Roar……"

The old beggar and Ji Yuan stood up again, the latter was slightly excited, while the former was excited by the imposing manner of the alien beast on the portrait.

"What kind of monster is this, why have I never seen it before? What is this? Does Mr. Ji know?"

At this moment, the national teacher was holding the scroll with both arms, and the mana was flowing on his body. It seemed that the picture was not simply opened, but Ji Yuan had already walked a few steps closer to the portrait, and squinted his eyes and replied.

"This is Xiezhi, also known as Xieqi. It understands human nature and understands human nature. It is an ancient mythical beast that can distinguish right from wrong."

Originally, Men Yutong thought that Ji Yuan was because he was curious when he saw Yupei at sea. This would be an old beggar asking, and he wanted to answer for Ji Yuan, but when he heard what Ji Yuan said, he immediately understood that this immortal is far better than he imagined. To understand the beast in the painting, at least the nickname Xieqi, even Men Yutong does not know.

"Ancient divine beast? Xiezhi?"

The old beggar looked solemn.

"Mr. Ji, can you elaborate?"

Ji Yuan shook his head.

"I only know a thing or two. Let's ask the national teacher first. This painting is the only one on the national teacher's side?"

Men Yutong nodded.

"There is only one painting, but this painting presents different images in different time periods, and it will also respond when it is absorbed into the spiritual energy."

Saying that, Men Yutong has already entered the middle of spiritual energy towards the portrait. The next moment, the color of the portrait seems to be fuller, and the beast in the painting is more vivid.

"Hoo... I am Xiezhi, who dares to disturb here? I am Xiezhi, who dares to disturb here? Huo..."

"Well, most of the time, it's just those two sentences."

Men Yutong explained to Ji Yuan and the old beggar that both of them were thoughtful, but Ji Yuan first narrowed his eyes, and then the magic eye opened his eyes, and when he showed his right hand, there was a golden-red feather.

When the feathers appeared, Ji Yuan had already begun to inhale a little bit of spiritual energy, and a terrifying demonic energy rose in the air, but this demonic energy was only at the level of meaning, and ordinary people could not perceive it at all.

But the old beggar frowned and looked at the feather, clearly seeing nothing, why did he feel a faint heart palpitation just now.

Ji Yuan couldn't help but glance at the old beggar. Judging from his reaction, the old beggar's Taoism was indeed stronger than Ju Yuanzi.

"Xiezhi, do you recognize this?"

Ji Yuan's voice was calm, and he brought the feather in his hand to the portrait, but the beast in the portrait was still the same sentence as before.

Originally, Ji Yuan planned to put away the feathers, but suddenly thought of something, the jade passage to the door.

"Trouble the national teacher to put in some mana aura."

"Yes!"

Men Yutong is also a real-life cultivator anyway. With a thought, his whole body's magic light is flowing, and the steady stream of magic power is wrapped in spiritual energy into the picture scroll.

After a short breath, black smoke began to rise from Xiezhi who was showing his teeth and claws on the picture scroll~www.NovelMTL.com~ roar...I am Xiezhi, who dares..."

This sentence suddenly paused, and then the divine beast in the portrait made an action that had never been seen before, staring at the feather in Ji Yuan's hand with great purpose.

"Ho..."

A hoarse and terrifying roar came from the scroll, and the national teacher felt that the scroll was much heavier and hotter, and the black smoke almost overflowed the scroll.

"Ho..."

The sound was even lower, but the pressure was even greater.

"Zizzizi..."

Men Yutong saw blue smoke coming from his hands. The reel in his hand looked like a soldering iron, but he could hold the real soldering iron, but the reel was almost unable to be grasped, and his arms began to tremble slightly.

‘Sure enough there is a reaction! ’

Ji Yuan said to the old beggar.

"There is Mr. Laolu who takes over the national teacher's place for the painting."

"Um!"

The old beggar couldn't help but say that he had taken the painting from Men Yutong's hand, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the national teacher couldn't hold it anymore, and when it was in his hand, the painting immediately stabilized a lot.

"Let me see what the doorway is!"

Saying that, after the old beggars nodded and communicated with each other, they increased the level of aura, so that the whole picture was almost filled with aura, and Ji Yuan on the other side did the same thing, pouring more aura into the feathers at once.

clap la la...

A puff of smoke sprang out of the painting and condensed into a mass of nihilistic black flames, while the feathers in Ji Yuan's hand swelled into a nihilistic golden-red fire, and the two fires collided, causing a strong demonic wind.

"Woo... woo..."

The wind was howling in the main hall, and several immortal masters were almost unsteady, but not because the wind was too strong, but because they were too afraid.

Demonic! Terrible monster!

The old beggar looked at the scroll in his hand and the feathers of Jiyuan with a horrified expression, and then looked at Jiyuan with a dignified expression.

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