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But no matter how terrified he was at the moment, the old beggar knew that now was not the time to ask questions, and since Ji Yuan had asked him to participate in this experiment, he would definitely tell him the cause and effect, um, at least a part of it.

Ji Yuan is very clear that although he calls Xiezhi a divine beast, it is only based on the memories of his previous life. The divine beasts in his memory give the perception of practitioners, and what they exude is a terrifying demonic aura. After all, real dragons are also considered As for the beasts, aren't they monster races?

Of course, there are a few exceptions, such as the legendary phoenix and phoenix, which have a kind of sacred aura, and of course the fairy beasts who practice the orthodox art of immortality are also counted.

So at this moment, from the perspective of the monks at the old beggar and Daxiu Tianshi's place, the main hall of the Tianshi's place is filled with evil spirits, a terrifying evil spirit that has never been seen before.

The monks at the Celestial Master's place can still comfort themselves in their hearts, thinking that they have shallow knowledge. After all, they know that there are mountains beyond the mountains. In Daxiu, they are "immortal masters" respected by everyone, but in fact they are not considered in the world of cultivation. what character.

But the old beggar is different, he himself is a personage of immortality with high cultivation base and profound Taoism, not to mention that he has seen it, even he has received many monsters, and even encountered powerful monsters like real dragons, but there is no one at all. The demonic aura of a monster can rival the current one.

The monstrous aura in the temple is not considered strong, after all, it is only released by the carrier in the hand, it is impossible to cover the sky like a big monster, but just such a monstrous aura makes one's heart palpitating.

"Woo... woo..."

Ji Yuan is still increasing the input of spiritual energy and mana, because he hasn't seen the changes he wants to see, at least the collision of two monster energy is not enough.

Since Ji Yuan confiscated his hand, the old beggar would naturally not stop. Without Ji Yuan's orders, he had a tacit understanding and continued to increase the input of spiritual energy and mana.

The actions of these two celestial masters have suffered a lot from the monks of Daxiu Tianshi in the temple. Whether it is Yutong of the Guoshimen or the other monks, they have long lost the feeling of being calm and aloof in the past. Pushed into a corner, they even cast spells on each other to counter the terrifying evil spirit.

Even though the demonic aura did not cause any substantial harm, it had already made the monks in the celestial master's office sweat profusely, mobilizing their whole body's mana to prop up the formation to increase their psychological comfort.

After a while, the feathers in Ji Yuan's hand didn't change much, but the scroll in the old beggar's hand began to shake slightly. It wasn't that the old beggar couldn't grasp it anymore, but that the scroll itself was trembling regularly. The old beggar did not deliberately offset this change.

"Zizi...Zizizi..."

Green smoke started to rise from the old beggar's palm, and the shaking frequency of the picture scroll became higher and higher, so that the Xiezhi in the picture scroll even began to become blurred.

"Ho... ho... ho ho... get out!"

The nihilistic black demonic aura on the scroll suddenly condensed into a sense of substance, turning into a sharp claw of black flames, which seemed to stick out from the scroll, and ruthlessly grabbed at the golden-red feathers.

Ji Yuan holds the feather with his right hand and puts it behind his back, and turns his wrist with his left hand. With his index finger, little finger, thumb, and three fingers forming a formation, he created the Shaking Mountain Seal in the magic method of heaven and earth. This black claw.

At the moment of contact, Ji Yuan felt a strong and suffocating sense of oppression, which was only a strong sensory stimulation, but the actual power was not exaggerated, at least not to the extent that Ji Yuan could not stop it.

"Boom..."

There was a loud noise, and a ripple exploded from the contact point, as if a boulder had smashed into the originally calm water surface, stirring up the water to rippling.

"Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka..."

"Hiss... hiss... hiss..."

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

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Tap-tap-tat-tat..."

Some of the windows were swept open by the direct impact, and all the original doors were closed by the impact, and all the wooden doors were cracked, and then they were broken open one after another, and tiles flew all over the roof of the hall.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

A wave of air rushed out of the main hall and swept outside, causing a stormy wave of smoke and dust to rise in front of the main hall.

Outside the two courtyards, Emperor Daxiu, Qiao Yong and others were also startled by the movement, and the sitting people stood up almost at once.

"Escort!"

"Someone come to escort you!"

"Protect the emperor!"

"Zheng..."

"Zheng..."

"Zheng..."

Today, the guards, whose nerves fluctuated frequently, became nervous again, and this time they drew their swords one after another, protecting the emperor and Qiao Yongli three layers apart.

"What happened?"

"still not clear!"

"It seems to be the movement from the national teacher and the others?"

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

"Go over and have a look to see what's going on with the National Teacher and the others, and if they need help."

"Follow the order!"

The two left quickly, and a guard at the side suggested.

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

The old emperor looked at the building in the direction of the main hall of the Tianshi 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, and after two breaths of sound, it had completely subsided.

There were only two courtyards apart, and the two guards jumped down with light kungfu, and immediately arrived at the courtyard of the main hall where the Heavenly Master was located. The first thing they saw were the fallen wooden windows and a few door panels in the courtyard.

Looking forward again, the entire main hall of the Tianshi's office has changed drastically.

Looking with the excellent eyesight of the warrior, the two immortal elders stood in the middle of the hall, while the national teacher and others were standing against the wall behind.

With Ji Yuan and the old beggar at the center, the floor tiles were almost completely broken, and the closer they got to the center, the more broken they were. In the center, except for the few bricks where the old beggar and Ji Yuan were standing, all the other bricks were already powdered. The cracking of the outer bricks was also very regular, showing the branches of the tree radiating in a state of lightning, extending all the way to the wall, making all the walls of the main hall cracks.

Some of the original curtains in the hall, no matter they were laid down or rolled up, are mostly smashed at this moment, and some yellow rags are falling like snowflakes.

As for the doors and windows, the window paper is all torn, and the wooden windows are flying out better, and even the doors are crooked.

"National teacher, several immortal masters and elders, are you all right? Your Majesty is very worried about this place. He sent me to check the situation. Is there anything I can help you with?"

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

"You two go back to reassure His Majesty, there is nothing serious, please don't bother me for the time being, please go back."

The guards looked at each other, the main hall was about to be demolished, is it all right?

But the national teacher didn't dare not listen to what the teacher said, so he had no choice but to make a promise, and then slowly backed away.

Ji Yuan and the old beggar had already withdrew their aura and magic power when they collided with each other just now. At this moment, they were looking at the scroll and the feather with solemn faces, and they were focusing on the scroll in the old beggar's hand.

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

"Mr. Ji, are you okay?"

Ji Yuan looked at his left hand, it was clean and even the skin was not broken, although it was a little numb, but he thought comfortingly, after all, this hand was tempered by the heavenly tribulation and thunder, so there should be no problem, so he nodded.

"It's okay."

The eyes of the two returned to the picture scroll again. At this moment, the Xiezhi in the picture scroll had calmed down, and seemed to be an ordinary street stall, but no one here felt that way.

At this moment Daxiu Guoshi and a few monks from the Heavenly Master's office were adjusting their breath, they seemed to have just stabilized, Ji Yuan looked at them and asked.

"Master, where did you get this scroll?"

Men Yutong suppressed the shock in his heart, took a few steps forward and answered with cupped hands.

"Returning to Immortal Master Ji, I found this painting from the royal treasure house of the Daxiu Dynasty. I only thought it was extraordinary at first, and then according to the characteristics of the painting scroll, I used the method of changing shape to imitate gods to refine the Xiezhi Pei, which has a tendency. It has the magical effect of avoiding evil, but I don't know the universe inside it."

The method of shape-shifting and imitation of gods is a common magic method in the immortal way. There are also many schools. Generally, they imitate a certain god or some kind of creature. To a certain extent, some magical abilities similar to those imitated can be obtained.

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

Ji Yuan persisted in asking a question, and at the same time began to make calculations in his sleeves.

Men Yutong shook his head after thinking carefully.

"I think it's not clear, and I don't know where it was confiscated from, or which generation of kings left it. I wanted to check the source when I first obtained it. I even asked His Majesty, but there was nothing."

At the same time as the tone of Menyu's call fell, Ji Yuan also stopped counting, but couldn't get any results, the old beggar on the opposite side also shook his head and said.

"Can't figure anything out."

After finishing speaking, the old beggar added another sentence.

"Mr. Ji, shall we still try?"

Ji Yuan let out a sigh of relief, raised his right hand to look at the feathers in his palm, and then put them into his sleeve.

"Not trying."

Although he didn't get any clear information from the Xiezhi scroll, but from the fierce collision of the two evil spirits of Xiezhi, Ji Yuan became more convinced that the feathers in his hands were extraordinary, at least they were creatures of the same level as Xiezhi.

"Um."

The old beggar nodded, and slowly closed the picture scroll in his hand. The palms of both hands were slightly scorched, but it quickly faded away and disappeared after a few breaths.

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

The old beggar still couldn't help asking now, it was really itchy.

Ji Yuan didn't hide anything, he just expressed his guess.

"Ji has two guesses. One is the Golden Crow, 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 picture scroll in his hand, and he had never heard of the two names that popped out of Ji Yuan's mouth.