Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 492: The terrible evil spirit

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

The guard approached the old emperor and said something cautiously.

"I can see it."

The old emperor looked around and found that none of the immortal masters from Tianshi's office seemed to have come out. Except for the imperial master, the three people who had been accompanying Ji Yuan and the old beggar were also still in the main hall. He turned his eyes and He found Qiao Yong standing beside him looking worried.

The old emperor showed a kind look on his face.

"Qiao Aiqing, tell me how you met the two immortals. Did they say anything special? Come, prepare tables, chairs and refreshments. Qiao Aiqing and I are going to have a long talk here."

Qiao Yong was so flattered that he even said "I obey the order". After the attendants set up tables, chairs and other items, he took his seat with the emperor and began to tell in detail about his previous encounter with Ji Yuan and the old beggar.

As soon as he started talking about closing up the stall after selling the vegetables, the old emperor interrupted him with a look of astonishment on his face.

"What? Qiao Aiqing is actually in a situation where she has to sell vegetables for a living. Is there a traitor in the court who dares to persecute you? I obviously just sympathize with Aiqing's hard work overseas for many years and let you recuperate at home for a while, and I'm still waiting for him How can you be so miserable when you continue to contribute to the country?"

No matter whether the emperor really didn't know or he pretended to be confused, as a small commoner, he didn't dare to have the attitude of using chicken feathers as arrows when he knew the immortal. He was still cautious and concerned about the emperor. Tears of gratitude.

"Your Majesty is so concerned that the guilty minister is terrified! No one has harmed the guilty minister, but the guilty minister is ashamed of his brothers and knows that they are not doing well, so he has given up his family property and land to give a little help. Of course, Everything is fine in the guilty minister's home, he is well fed and clothed, and selling vegetables can be regarded as cultivating his sentiments, cultivating his sentiments..."

The old emperor did not show any relief when he heard this, but looked serious.

"I am ashamed of my brother, Qiao Aiqing. Please tell me in detail how you are ashamed of me. I remember that our government has a lot of pension funds. Is it possible that someone is lining his own pockets!?"

With a fierce look on his face, he glanced at the guard beside him. The latter felt a chill in his heart. He immediately understood what the emperor meant and immediately clasped his fists and saluted.

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

After saying this, the guard slowly retreated, then used Qinggong and body skills, and left quickly. He didn't know if someone really enriched himself, or if there was an instruction from the emperor in the first place, but no matter what, from this moment on, , someone must be lining their own pockets to cause Qiao Yong's old subordinates to suffer. There are countless mistakes, and the emperor cannot make mistakes.

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

"Hey, Qiao Aiqing, thank you for your hard work. Come on, keep talking and speak slowly!"

"Yes, yes, I have received the order..."

How could Qiao Yong dare to say no? He sat upright and spoke 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's Office, the Imperial Master and other Celestial Master's Office monks saw Ji Yuan and waved their sleeves to send the emperor and others away, but they did not dare to say anything more, let alone mention any serious crime of disrespect. .

For those with great supernatural powers such as the man in green shirt and the old beggar in front of them, there are almost no taboos. No matter whether you are worldly, powerful, human emperors, monsters, monsters, monsters, they have no influence on them.

"I heard Master Qiao say in the early days that I have something to do with Mr. Ji. I wonder if the two immortals are here today. What are your orders?"

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

"Haha, there is no need to be cautious, Imperial Master. To tell you the truth, Mr. Lu and I are going to war this time just to seek justice for Qiao Yong. It is something Ji owes him. As for why I am looking for 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. He should finally talk about it now, and he couldn't drive him away. ?

Ji Yuan thought for a moment before speaking.

"When the Imperial Preceptor gave Qiao Yong a jade pendant that could distinguish between good and evil, good and evil, I wonder if the Imperial Preceptor still remembers it?"

Men Yutong nodded.

"Of course I remember that it is a xièzhì pendant. In fact, its main function is to provide early warning. It can enable the treasure fleet to receive relevant warnings in advance, prepare early in case of disaster, and go quickly if it encounters good luck."

"Yeah."

Ji Yuan nodded, thinking about it in his heart.

In fact, in this world, there are all kinds of animals that become monsters, there are all kinds of bizarre spirits, there are also dragons, phoenixes and gods. It is normal to have other mythical beasts. But so far, apart from dragons and phoenixes, Jiyuan has not yet The most accurate thing about mythical beasts is dragons and phoenixes. In fact, there are mainly dragons and few phoenix legends.

And this Haechi is a very representative mythical beast, and it is also something Ji Yuan clearly heard from others at this moment, which has almost the same meaning as the mythical beast in his memory of his previous life.

"So, how did the Imperial Preceptor obtain such a magical weapon? In other words, has the Imperial Preceptor ever understood the beast Haechi?"

"獬豸?"

The old beggar murmured to himself on the side. This was the first time he heard the name of such a beast. It seemed to be a monster with a good background, otherwise Ji Yuan would not be so concerned about it.

The Imperial Master first saluted Ji Yuan and the old beggar, then reached into the sleeve of his right arm and took out a scroll from the Qiankun object inside. It looked like it had either calligraphy or paintings.

"Please take a look, Immortal!"

As he spoke, Men Yutong approached Ji Yuan and the old beggar, and slowly unfolded the foot-long scroll in his hand. The content revealed inside was a painting.

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

"Roar..."

This alien beast portrait was forbidden when it was first unfolded, but after it was fully unfolded, it actually came to life, roaring out of the portrait, swinging its body left and right, as if it wanted to rush out of the portrait, and even brought a wave of energy that could not be ignored pressure.

"Roar..."

The old beggar and Ji Yuan stood up again, the latter because he was a little excited, and the former because of 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? Does Mr. Ji know?"

At this moment, the Imperial Master was clutching the scroll with both arms, and the magic power was flowing in his body. It seemed that the picture could not be simply pulled away, but Ji Yuan had already taken a few steps closer to the portrait and answered with squinted eyes.

"This is Haechi, also known as Haechi. It understands people's words and human nature. It is an ancient mythical beast that can distinguish right from wrong."

Originally, Men Yutong thought that Ji Yuan was curious about the jade pendant he saw on the sea. Now the old beggar asked and wanted to answer for Ji Yuan, but after hearing what Ji Yuan said, he immediately understood that this immortal was far superior to him. In order to understand the beast in the painting, even Men Yutong didn't know at least the other name of Xie Zhi.

"Ancient mythical beast? Haechi?"

The old beggar looked solemn.

"Mr. Ji, can you elaborate?"

Ji Yuan shook his head.

"I only know a little bit about it, so let's ask the Imperial Preceptor first. Is this the only painting the Imperial Preceptor has?"

Men Yutong nodded.

"There is only one painting, but this painting appears differently at different times, and it will also react when it is infused with spiritual energy."

As he spoke, Men Yutong was already injecting spiritual energy towards the portrait. The next moment, the color of the portrait seemed to be fuller, and the beast in the painting was more vivid.

"Hoar... I am Haechi, who dares to disturb me here? I am Haechi, who dares to disturb me here? Roar..."

"Well, in most cases, it only has these two sentences."

Men Yutong explained to Ji Yuan and the old beggar. Both of them were thoughtful, but Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes first, then opened his eyes to bring luck to his eyes. He stretched out his right hand, and a stick appeared in his hand. Golden red feathers.

When the feather appeared, Ji Yuan had already begun to inhale a little bit of spiritual energy, and a vaguely terrifying demonic aura rose up. However, this demonic aura was only intentional and could not be sensed by ordinary people.

But the old beggar frowned and looked at the feather. It was clear that there was nothing there, so why did he feel a faint palpitation just now.

Ji Yuan couldn't help but take another look at the old beggar. Judging from his reaction, the old beggar's moral conduct was indeed better than that of Ju Yuanzi.

"Haizhi, do you recognize this?"

Ji Yuan’s voice was calm and he held the feather in his hand in front of the portrait, but the mythical 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 jade passage across the door.

"I'd like to ask the Imperial Master to inject more mana and spiritual energy."

"Yes!"

After all, Men Yutong is also a real-life monk. With a thought, magic light flows all over his body, and a steady stream of magic power envelops the spiritual energy into the painting.

After a breath, black smoke began to emit from the body of the Haechi with its teeth and claws on the scroll. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com

"Hoo... I am the Haechi, who dares to..."

The sentence suddenly paused, and then the mythical beast in the portrait made a move that had never been seen before, staring at the feather in Ji Yuan's hand with great purpose.

"Oh..."

A hoarse and terrifying roar came from the scroll. The Imperial Master felt that the scroll was much heavier and hotter, and streams of black smoke almost overflowed from the scroll.

"Oh..."

The voice is deeper, but the pressure it brings is even greater.

"Zizzizi..."

Green smoke came out of Men Yutong's hands, and the scroll in his hands looked like a soldering iron, but he could hold a real soldering iron, but he could no longer hold the scroll, and his arms began to tremble slightly.

‘Sure enough, there was a reaction! ’

Ji Yuan said to the old beggar.

"Mr. Laolu took over as the national teacher and brought spiritual energy to the painting."

"Yeah!"

The old beggar couldn't help but take the painting from Men Yutong's hand. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the Imperial Master couldn't hold it any longer. When it came into his hands, the painting immediately became much more stable.

"Let me see what I can do!"

As he spoke, the old beggar nodded and communicated with each other, then increased the amount of spiritual energy injected into the feathers, making the entire picture almost filled with spiritual light. Ji Yuan on the other side did the same thing, injecting more spiritual energy into the feathers at once.

Crash...

A puff of smoke burst out from the painting, condensing into a ball of empty black flames, while the feather in Ji Yuan's hand burst into a void of golden-red fire. The two fires collided, arousing a strong The evil wind.

"Woo...Woo..."

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

Evil spirit! The most terrifying evil spirit!

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

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