Lanke Chess Edge

"Your Majesty, we seem to have been 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 the celestial master seemed to come out. Except for the national master, the three people who had been with Ji Yuan and the old beggar were still in the hall. Qiao Yong, who was on the sidelines, looked anxious.

The old emperor had a kind expression on his face.

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

Qiao Yong was flattered, and even said "Zunzhi". After the attendants set up the tables and chairs, he sat down with the emperor, and began to describe in detail how he met Ji Yuan and the old beggar before.

As soon as he talked about closing the stall after the vegetables were sold, the old emperor interrupted him with a look of astonishment on his face.

"What? Qiao Aiqing has fallen into a situation where she has to sell vegetables for a living. Could it be that there are traitors in the court who are persecuting you? I am just sympathetic to Aiqing's years of hard work overseas, and let you rest at home for a while, and wait for Aiqing to continue in the future. Contributing to the country, 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 fairy head and shooting chicken feathers as arrows. He was still cautious and grateful for the emperor's concern.

"Your Majesty is so concerned, the criminal minister is terrified! No one has harmed the criminal minister. It is just that the criminal minister is ashamed of his brothers at the time. He knew that they were not doing well, so he scattered all his wealth and land, so he just gave a little help. Of course, the criminal minister's family Everything is good, eat well and dress warmly, and selling vegetables can be regarded as cultivating sentiment, cultivating sentiment..."

The old emperor did not show a look of relief when he heard the words, but a serious expression.

"Ashamed of my brother, Qiao Aiqing, please tell me in detail, how ashamed and rightful, I remember that I have a lot of pension funds in the dynasty, is it possible that someone is filling their own pockets!?"

With a fierce look on his face, he glanced at 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 in salute.

"Please wait a moment, Your Majesty and Master Qiao, I will go and investigate right away!"

After saying this, the guard backed away slowly, and then used his lightness kung fu and body skills to leave quickly. He didn't know if someone was really pocketing his own money, or if it was the emperor's order at the beginning, but no matter what, from this moment on, we must It was someone who enriched his own pockets that caused Qiao Yong's old subordinates to suffer. There are thousands of mistakes, and the emperor cannot be wrong.

Seeing the guards go away, the old emperor sighed, and looked at Qiao Yongdao kindly again.

"Hey, Qiao Aiqing has worked hard, come on, you continue to talk, speak slowly!"

"Yes, my minister led the decree..."

How dare Qiao Yong say no, he sat upright and spoke carefully.

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

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The celestial master was in the main hall, and the national master and other celestial masters saw Ji Yuan waving their sleeves and sent the emperor and others away, but they didn't dare to say anything, let alone mention any crime of disrespect.

For the people in green shirts and the old beggars, there are almost no taboos. Whether you are worldly, powerful, human emperor, or demons, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts, they have no effect.

"I heard Mr. Qiao say in the early years that Mr. Ji has something to look for. I don't know if the two immortal elders are here today. What orders do you have?"

Men Yutong didn't mention a word about Ji Yuan's promise to contact Xianxia Island for them, he 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 immortals.

"Hehe, the national teacher doesn't need to be cautious. To tell you the truth, the big fight between Mr. Lu and I is just to seek justice for Qiao Yong. It is a debt that Ji owes him. As for why he is 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, so it's time to say it now, and he can't drive himself away, right?

Ji Yuan thought for a while before opening his mouth.

"At the beginning, the national teacher gave Qiao Yong a jade pendant, which can distinguish between good and evil, good and evil. I wonder if the national teacher still remembers it?"

Men Yutong nodded.

"Of course I remember, it's the Xièzhì (xiè zhì) adornment. In fact, its main function is an early warning. It can enable the treasure ship fleet to receive relevant warnings in advance. In case of disaster, prepare early, and in case of good luck, go quickly."

"Um."

Ji Yuan nodded, thinking in his heart.

In fact, there are all kinds of animals in this world that become monsters, there are all kinds of bizarre spirits, there are also dragons, phoenixes, and gods. It is really normal that there are other mythical beasts, but so far, apart from dragons and phoenixes, Ji Yuan has not been able to accurately understand When it comes to mythical beasts, there are dragons and phoenixes. In fact, there are many dragons, and there are very few legends about phoenixes.

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

"Then, how did the national teacher obtain this kind of magic weapon, or in other words, has the national teacher ever understood the beast Xiezhi?"

"Xiezhi?"

The old beggar muttered to himself, it was the first time he had heard the name of this kind of beast, it seemed to be a kind of monster with a great background, otherwise Ji Yuan wouldn't be so concerned.

The national teacher first saluted Ji Yuan and the old beggar, then reached into the sleeve of his right arm, and took out a scroll from the enclosed things of heaven and earth, which seemed to be either writing or painting.

"Look, Elder Immortal!"

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

"Roar……"

The portrait of the alien beast was static when it was just unfolded, but it came alive after it was fully unfolded, 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 cannot be ignored .

"Roar……"

The old beggar and Ji Yuan stood up again, the latter was a little excited, while the former was excited by the momentum of the strange beast in the portrait.

"What kind of monster is this? Why has my old beggar never seen it? What is it? Does Mr. Ji know?"

At this moment, the national teacher held the scroll tightly with both arms, and the mana was flowing around his body. It seemed that the picture could not be simply opened, but Ji Yuan had already walked a few steps closer and pasted it in front of the portrait, squinting his eyes and replied.

"This is Xiezhi, also known as Xieyi, who understands human speech and human nature, and is an ancient divine beast that can judge right from wrong."

Originally, Men Yutong thought that Ji Yuan was just curious when he saw Yupei at sea, but 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 is far more important than he imagined. Even Men Yutong didn't know about the beast in the painting, at least the other name Xie Yao.

"Ancient mythical beasts? Xiezhi?"

The old beggar looked serious.

"Mr. Ji, can you elaborate?"

Ji Yuan shook his head.

"I only know a little bit, so let's ask the national teacher first. The national teacher only has this painting here?"

Men Yutong nodded.

"There is only this one painting, but the painting will appear differently in different time periods, and there will be reactions after entering the spiritual power."

As he said that, Men Yutong had already entered the portrait, and the next moment, the color of the portrait seemed to be fuller, and the beast in the painting became more vivid.

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

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

Men Yutong explained to Ji Yuan and the old beggar that both of them were thoughtful, but Ji Yuan squinted his eyes first, and then opened his Dharma eyes to move his eyes. When he stretched out his right hand, a golden-red sword appeared in his hand. feather.

When the feathers appeared, Ji Yuan had already begun to inhale a little spiritual energy inward, and a frightening evil spirit rose vaguely, but this evil energy only existed on the level of intention, and ordinary people could not perceive it at all.

But the old beggar frowned, looked at the feather, and saw clearly that it was nothing, why did he feel a little palpitation just now.

Ji Yuan couldn't help but look at the old beggar more. Judging from his reaction, the old beggar's morals were indeed better than Ju Yuanzi's.

"Xiezhi, do you recognize this?"

Ji Yuan's voice was calm, and he put the feather in his hand in front of the portrait, but the 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 opposite door jade passage.

"Please ask the national teacher to add some mana and aura."

"yes!"

At any rate, Men Yutong was also a real-life cultivator. With a thought, the magic light flowed all over his body, and the steady stream of magic power entered the picture scroll with aura wrapped in it.

After a short breath, black smoke began to emit from the body of Xie Zhi who was showing his teeth and claws on the scroll.

"Hey... I am Xiezhi, who dares..."

This sentence suddenly stopped, and then the divine beast in the portrait made a movement that had never been seen before, and its eyes were very purposefully fixed on the feather in Ji Yuan's hand.

"Hey..."

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

"Hey..."

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

"Zizizi..."

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

'Sure enough, there is a reaction! '

Ji Yuan said to the old beggar.

"Mr. Laolu took over from the national teacher to save the spiritual energy for the painting."

"Um!"

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

"Let me see what the doorway is!"

Saying that, after the old beggar and Ji Yuan nodded to each other, they increased their aura intake, making the whole picture scroll almost full of aura, and Ji Yuan on one side did the same, injecting more aura into the feathers at once.

clatter...

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

"Woo... woo..."

The wind howled in the main hall, and several immortal masters could hardly stand still, but it was not because the wind was too strong, but because they were too scared.

Demon spirit! Terrifying evil spirit!

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