Chapter 492: Terrifying Demon Qi

"Your Majesty, it seems that we were sent out by the immortals inside?"

The guard approached the old emperor and said carefully.

"I can see that. โ€

The old emperor looked around, and found that the immortal masters in the Heavenly Master's place didn't seem to come out, except for the national teacher, the three people who were originally accompanying Ji Yuan and the old beggar were also still in the main hall, he turned his eyes, and found Qiao Yong standing on the side with a worried look.

The old emperor's face showed a kind look.

"Qiao Aiqing, tell me how you met the two immortal elders, did they say anything special? โ€

Qiao Yong was flattered, and even called "obey the order", after the attendants set up the tables and chairs, he sat down with the emperor, and began to tell in detail about the situation of Ji Yuan and the old beggar before.

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

"What? Qiao Aiqing actually fell into the situation of selling vegetables for a living, could it be that there are traitors in the court who dare to persecute them? I am obviously just sympathetic to Aiqing's many years of overseas labor, let you recuperate at home for a period of time, and wait for him Aiqing to continue to contribute to the society, how can it be so miserable?"

Qiao Yong didn't care whether the emperor really didn't know, or pretended to be confused, as a small commoner, he didn't dare to have the attitude of knowing the immortal chief and using chicken feathers as an arrow, he was still cautious, and he was grateful for the emperor's concern.

"Your Majesty is so concerned, the criminal minister is terrified! No one has harmed the criminal minister, but the criminal minister is ashamed of his brothers at the beginning, knowing that they are not doing well, scattering all his family wealth and farm property, and giving a little help, of course, everything is fine in the criminal minister's family, he is well fed and warmly clothed, and selling vegetables can also be regarded as cultivating his sentiments, cultivating his sentiments......

The old emperor did not show a look of relief when he heard this, but his face was serious.

"Ashamed of my subordinate brother, Qiao Aiqing, you tell me in detail, how ashamed, I remember that I have a lot of money for the bereavement, is there someone who has filled his own pocket!?"

With a fierce light on his face, his eyes swept over the guards on the side, who felt a chill in his heart, and immediately understood what the emperor meant, and immediately clasped his fists and saluted.

"Please wait a moment for Your Majesty and Master Qiao, Weichen will go and check!"

After saying this, the guard slowly retreated, and then took up the light exercise method and left quickly, he didn't know if someone really filled his own pockets, or if there was the emperor's instruction at the beginning, but no matter what, from this moment on, it must be someone who filled his own pockets to cause Qiao Yong's old subordinates to suffer, a thousand mistakes, the emperor can't be wrong.

Seeing the guards go away, the old emperor sighed and looked at Qiao Yongdao with a kind face again.

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

"Yes, yes, the ...... of the Wechen Leader"

Qiao Yong dared not say a word, sat up straight and said carefully.

And 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 left.

......

In the main hall of the Heavenly Master, the National Teacher and the other Heavenly Master monks saw Ji Yuan and waved their sleeves and sent the emperor and the others away, but they didn't dare to say anything, let alone mention any big disrespect.

For the great supernatural masters such as the green shirts and the old beggars in front of them, there are almost no taboos, whether you are a worldly magnate or an emperor in the world, or a demon or a ghost, it has no effect on them.

"In the early years, I heard Lord Qiao say that Mr. Ji has something to look for, I don't know what the two immortal elders are here today, what are your orders?"

Men Yutong didn't mention that Ji Yuan had promised to contact Xianxia Island for them at the beginning, and only talked about Ji Yuan and the old beggar's request, even though he knew very well that the old emperor should care more about the promise of the immortals.

"Hehe, the national teacher doesn't have to be restrained, to tell you the truth, I and Mr. Lu are fighting this time, but I am just asking for justice for Qiao Yong, which is considered to be owed to him, as for why I am looking for you. โ€

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, this should be said, and he couldn't drive himself away, right?

Ji Yuan thought for a moment before he spoke.

"When the national teacher gave Qiao Yong a jade pendant, he can distinguish between good and evil, I don't know if the national teacher still remembers?"

Men Yutong nodded.

"Naturally, I remember that it was ็ฌ่ฑธ (xiรจzhรฌ) pei, in fact, the main function is to warn, so that the treasure fleet can get relevant warnings in advance, prepare early in case of evil, and go quickly in case of auspiciousness. โ€

"Hmm. โ€

Ji Yuan nodded, thinking about it in his heart.

In fact, there are all kinds of animals and demons in this world, there are all kinds of bizarre spirits, there are dragons, phoenixes and gods, and it is normal to really have some other mythical beasts and beasts, but so far, in addition to dragons and phoenixes, Ji Yuan has not been able to accurately understand what is the matter of mythical beasts, that is, dragons and phoenixes, in fact, there are mainly many dragons, and there are few legends of phoenixes.

And this hedgehog is a very representative divine beast, and it is also the thing that Ji Yuan clearly heard from other people's mouths at this moment and the divine beast in his memory in his previous life.

"So, how did the national teacher get this kind of magic weapon, or in other words, did the national teacher know about the beast?"

"Hedgehog?"

The old beggar muttered to himself on the side, it was the first time he had heard the name of this beast, it seemed to be a very talented demon beast, otherwise Ji Yuan would not be so concerned.

The national teacher first saluted Ji Yuan and the old beggar, and then reached into the sleeve of his right arm and took out a scroll from the attached Qiankun thing, which seemed to be either a word or a painting.

"Immortal Chief, please look!"

As he spoke, Men Yutong approached Ji Yuan and the old beggar, and slowly unfolded the one-foot-long scroll in his hand, revealing a painting.

The painting shows a majestic and powerful beast, with thick and dark fur all over its body, bright eyes, a large horn on its forehead, thick limbs, four claws as sharp as hooks, a short tail, a thick body, and a large mouth and long teeth.

"Roaring ......"

The portrait of the strange beast was forbidden when it was first unfolded, but when it was fully unfolded, it actually came to life, roaring towards the outside of the portrait, swinging from side to side, as if trying to rush out of the portrait, and even bringing a coercion that could not be ignored.

"Roaring ......"

The old beggar and Ji Yuan stood up again, the latter because he was slightly excited in his heart, and the former because he was excited by the momentum of the strange beast in the portrait.

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

At this moment, the national teacher was holding the scroll with both arms, and the mana on his body was circulating, as if this picture was not simply opened, and Ji Yuan had already walked a few steps closer and pasted it in front of the portrait, squinting his eyes and replied.

"This is a hedgehog, also known as a hedgehog, who understands human words and human nature, and is an ancient beast that can tell right from wrong. โ€

Originally, Men Yutong thought that Ji Yuan was curious when he saw the jade pendant on the sea, and the old beggar asked, and wanted to answer for Ji Yuan, but when he heard what Ji Yuan said, he immediately understood that this immortal knew more about the beast in the painting than he imagined, at least the nickname of the hedgehog, and even Men Yutong didn't know.

"Ancient Divine Beasts?"

The old beggar had a solemn face.

"Mr. Ji, can you elaborate?"

Ji Yuan shook his head.

"I only know a little bit about it, so let's ask the national teacher first, there is only this painting on the national teacher's side?"

Men Yutong nodded.

"There is only this one painting, but this painting has different images in different time periods, and the mana of the aura will also react. โ€

As he spoke, Men Yutong had already entered the aura towards the portrait, and the next moment, the color of the portrait seemed to be fuller, and the beast in the painting was more vivid.

"Roar...... I am a pig, who dares to disturb here? I am a pig, who dares to disturb here? roar......"

"Well, for the most part, it's just those two sentences. โ€

Menyu explained to Ji Yuan and the old beggar, both of them were thoughtful, and Ji Yuan first squinted his eyes, and then his eyes were full of luck, and as soon as his right hand was stretched, a golden-red feather appeared in his hand.

When the feather appeared, Ji Yuan had already begun to slightly inject a trace of aura inward, and a terrifying demonic aura rose faintly, but this demonic aura only existed at the level of meaning, and ordinary people couldn't perceive it at all.

But the old beggar frowned, looked at the feather, and looked at it carefully, why did he feel a faint 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 a little stronger than Ju Yuanzi.

"Do you recognize this?"

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

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

"I'm tired of the national teacher, and I have more mana and aura. โ€

"Yes!"

Men Yutong is also a life-level monk, his mind moved, and the magic light flowed all over his body, and a steady stream of mana wrapped in spiritual energy entered the picture scroll.

After a breath, black smoke began to rise from the bodies of the deer with teeth and claws on the scroll.

"Roar...... I am a pig, who dares to ......"

This sentence suddenly paused, and then the divine beast in the portrait made a movement that had never appeared before, and its eyes stared at the feathers in Ji Yuan's hand with great purpose.

"Ho ......"

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

"Ho ......"

The voice is deeper, but the sense of oppression is even greater.

"Zizi Zi ......"

Green smoke came out of Men Yutong's hands, and the scroll in his hand was like a soldering iron, but he could hold the real soldering iron, but this scroll was almost unable to grasp, and his arms began to tremble slightly.

'Sure enough!'

Ji Yuan said to the old beggar.

"There is Mr. Laolu who took over from the national teacher to immerse himself in the aura of the painting. โ€

"Hmm!"

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

"Let me see what's in store!"

As he spoke, after the old beggar nodded to each other, he increased his aura, so that the entire picture scroll was almost filled with aura, and Ji Yuan on one side also made the same move, and he injected more aura into the feather at once.

Whoa......

A puff of smoke burst out of the painting, condensing into a void black flame, while the feathers in Ji Yuan's hand burst into a void of golden-red fire, and the two flames collided together, stirring up a strong demonic wind.

"Uh......h Woo......"

The wind was howling in the main hall, and several immortal masters were almost unsteady on their feet, but not because the wind was too strong, but because they were too scared in their hearts.

Demonic aura!

The old beggar looked at the scroll in his hand and the feathers of Ji Yuan with a horrified face, and then looked at Ji Yuan with a solemn face.

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