But no matter how horrified 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 attempt, he would definitely tell him the causes and consequences, well, at least part of it.
Ji Yuan knew very well that although he called Xiezhi a divine beast, this was only based on the memories of his previous life. The divine beast in his memory gave those who practiced cultivation the feeling that it exuded a terrible demonic aura. After all, a real dragon was also considered a divine beast, but it was still a demon.
Of course there are a few exceptions, such as the legendary phoenix and the like, which have a kind of sacred aura. Of course, the immortal beasts that practice the orthodox techniques of immortality also count.
So at this moment, from the perspective of the old beggar and the monks from the Heavenly Master Daxiu's place, the main hall of the Heavenly Master's place was filled with evil spirit, a kind of terrifying evil spirit that had never been seen before.
The cultivators in the Heavenly Master's Office could still comfort themselves in their hearts, thinking that they were just short-sighted. After all, they knew very well that there were always people better than them. In Daxiu, they were the "immortal masters" respected by everyone, but in fact, they were not considered big names in the world of cultivation.
But the old beggar was different. He himself was an immortal with high cultivation and profound Taoism. Not only had he seen but he had also captured many monsters. He even encountered powerful monsters like real dragons, but none of the monsters' evil aura could match the feeling he felt at this moment.
The demonic energy in the hall was not considered strong. After all, it was only released by the carrier in the hands. It was impossible for it to cover the sky and the sun like a big demon. But even this little bit of demonic energy had a frightening feeling.
“Woo… Woo…”
Ji Yuan was still increasing the input of spiritual energy and magic power, because he had not seen the changes he wanted to see. At least the collision of two evil spirits was not enough.
Since Ji Yuan didn't stop, the old beggar naturally wouldn't stop either. Without Ji Yuan's instructions, he tacitly increased the input of spiritual energy and magic power.
The actions of these two great immortal masters made it difficult for the cultivators from the Daxiu Tianshi sect in the hall. No matter whether it was the national master Men Yutong or the other cultivators, they no longer had the calm and superior feeling they used to have. They were all forced into a corner and even cast spells on each other to fight against this terrible evil spirit.
Even though this evil spirit did not bring any substantial harm, it had already made the monks from the Heavenly Master's Office sweat profusely. They mobilized all their magic power to support the formation in order to increase their psychological comfort.
After a while, there was no change in the feather in Ji Yuan's hand, but the scroll in the old beggar's hand began to shake slightly. It was not that the old beggar could not hold it, but that the scroll itself was shaking regularly, and the old beggar did not deliberately offset this change.
“Sizzle…sizzle…”
Green smoke began to emerge from the old beggar's palm, and the scroll was shaking more and more frequently, so much so that the Xiezhi in the scroll even began to become blurry.
“Roar… Roar… Roar… Get out!”
The illusory black evil spirit in the scroll suddenly gathered substance and transformed into a sharp claw composed of black flames. It looked as if it had stretched out from the scroll and grabbed the golden-red feather fiercely.
Ji Yuan held the feather in his right hand and put it behind his back. He turned his left wrist and formed a formation with his index finger, little finger and thumb. He created the Mountain Shaking Seal from the Magic of Heaven and Earth. As lightning flashed at his fingertips, he attacked the black claws like lightning.
At the moment of contact, Ji Yuan felt a strong and suffocating sense of oppression. This was just a strong sensory stimulation, but the actual power was not exaggerated, at least not to the extent that Ji Yuan could not resist it.
"Boom..."
With a loud bang, a ripple exploded from the contact point, like a huge rock smashing into the originally calm water surface, stirring the water to ripple.
“Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka…”
“Hiss…hiss…hiss…hiss…”
Many of the curtains in the hall were torn apart, the floor tiles were cracked, and even the pillars were cracked. The impact swept directly to the walls.
“Bang…” “Bang…” “Bang…” “Tap, tap, tap…”
Some of the windows were directly swept open, and the original doors were all swept closed. The wooden doors all made crackling sounds, and then were immediately broken open one after another, and tiles were flying all over the roof of the hall.
“Woo woo woo… hua hua hua…”
A gust of wind rushed out of the hall and swept outside, raising a huge cloud of dust in front of the main hall.
Outside the two courtyards, Emperor Daxiu, Qiao Yong and others were also startled by the noise, and those who were sitting down almost stood up all at once.
"Protect the emperor!" "Someone come and protect the emperor!"
"Protect the Emperor!"
"Zheng..." "Zheng..." "Zheng..."
Today, the guards, whose nerves had been frequently agitated, became nervous again. This time, they drew their swords one after another and protected the emperor and Qiao Yong with three layers of protection inside and outside.
"What happened?" "It's not clear yet!"
"It seems like there is some movement coming from the Imperial Master and his men?"
The old emperor looked at Qiao Yong, then at the guards who were also in doubt, and gave instructions to two of them.
"Go over and see if the Imperial Master and his men are in any trouble and if they need any help."
"As you wish!"
The two of them left quickly, and the guards beside them also gave suggestions.
"Your Majesty, shall we escort you away first?"
The old emperor looked across the courtyard wall at the building in the direction of the main hall of the Tianshi Temple and shook his head.
"No rush. If this place is unsafe, hiding in the palace will be the same."
In fact, although the noise came suddenly, it went away even faster. After two breaths of noise, it had completely subsided.
There were only two courtyards between them. The two guards used their lightness skills to leap and immediately reached the main courtyard of the Heavenly Master's office. The first thing they saw was the fallen wooden windows and several door panels in the courtyard.
Looking forward again, the main hall of the Tianshi Temple has changed drastically.
With a warrior's excellent eyesight, the two immortals were standing in the middle of the hall, while the national teacher and others were leaning against the wall at the back.
With Ji Yuan and the old beggar as the center, almost all the floor tiles were shattered, and the closer to the center, the more severe the shattering. Except for the bricks where the old beggar and Ji Yuan were standing, the other bricks were all broken into powder. The shattering of the bricks on the outside was also very regular, radiating like tree branches and lightning, extending all the way to the walls, causing cracks on all four walls of the main hall.
Most of the curtains in the hall, whether they were lowered or rolled up, were now shattered to pieces, and some yellow scraps were falling like snowflakes.
As for the doors and windows, the window paper was all torn, most of the wooden windows had flown out, and even the doors were leaning to one side or the other.
"National Master, several immortal masters, are you all okay? The emperor is very worried about this place, so he sent us here to understand the situation. Is there anything we can do to help?"
One of the guards asked carefully in a suitable voice, and Men Yutong immediately responded outside.
"You two go back and tell His Majesty that it's nothing serious. Please don't disturb me for now. Please leave."
The guards looked at each other in bewilderment. The main hall was about to be demolished, and yet everything was still okay
But he dared not disobey the Imperial Master's words, so he clasped his fists in agreement and slowly stepped back.
Ji Yuan and the old beggar had already retracted their spiritual energy and magic power when they collided just now. At this moment, both of them were looking at the scroll and the feather with serious expressions, focusing on the scroll in the old beggar's hand.
The old beggar withdrew his gaze and looked 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 without even a break in the skin. Although it felt a little numb, he consoled himself by thinking that this hand had been tempered by the heavenly thunder after all, so there shouldn't be any problem. He nodded.
"No problem."
The two men's gaze returned to the scroll again. At this moment, the Xiezhi in the scroll had calmed down. It seemed to be just an ordinary street stall product, but no one here would think so.
At this moment, National Master Daxiu and several monks from the Heavenly Master's Office were regulating their breath, and 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 bowed in response.
"To answer Immortal Ji's words, I found this painting from the royal treasury of the Daxiu Dynasty. At first, I thought it was extraordinary. Then, based on the characteristics of the painting, I used the method of shape-shifting and god-imitating to refine the Xiezhi pendant, which has the magical effect of seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster, but I didn't know that it also contained such a mystery."
The method of shifting shape and imitating gods is a commonly used magic method in the immortal way. There are also many schools. Generally speaking, they all imitate a certain divine object or a certain creature, follow its essence face to face, and seal and refine it with specific methods. To a certain extent, they can obtain some magical abilities similar to the imitated object.
"Then the Imperial Master thinks that the Daxiu royal family knows the origin of this painting?"
Ji Yuan asked again without giving up, and at the same time he started calculating in his sleeves.
Men Yutong thought about it carefully and shook his head.
"I think it should be unclear. I don't know where it was confiscated from, or which generation of king left it. When I first got it, I also wanted to verify the source, and even asked Your Majesty, but to no avail."
As Men Yutong's voice fell, Ji Yuan also stopped calculating. He couldn't get any result, and the old beggar opposite also shook his head.
"It's nothing."
After saying that, the old beggar added another sentence.
"Mr. Ji, shall we try again?"
Ji Yuan slowly let out a breath, raised his right hand to look at the feather in his palm, and then put it into his sleeve.
"No more trying."
Although he did not get any clear information from the Xiezhi scroll, from the fierce collision between the two evil auras of the Xiezhi, Ji Yuan became more convinced that the feather in his hand was extraordinary, and it was at least a creature of the same level as the Xiezhi.
"Um."
The old beggar nodded and slowly closed the scroll in his hand. There were slight burn marks on the palms of his hands, but they faded quickly and disappeared after a few breaths.
"The beast in the painting is a Xiezhi, so where did the feather in Mr. Ji's hand come from? Can you tell me about it?"
The old beggar couldn't help but ask now, he was really itching to do so.
Ji Yuan did not hide anything and spoke frankly about his guess.
"I have two guesses. One is Jinwu, and the other is Bifang. The former may be closer, but the latter may not be impossible even though its feather color is different."
The old beggar subconsciously looked at the scroll in his hand. He had never heard of the two names that Ji Yuan said.