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Chapter 852 Hundred refinements out of the customs (thanks to Aotian Xiaoyaoyou

Ji Binghua saw that Ling Chong's soul-devouring banner was wrapped in colorless fire, and black air was dissipated on the surface of the ragged banner, all of which were extremely pure demonic energy, and was secretly shocked: "This Ling Chong actually practiced the Soul-Devouring Tribulation Method so pure!" The little bit of demonic energy naturally could not defeat her. She waved her bare hands, and a trace of water air dispersed, sucking away all the demonic energy of the Soul-Devouring Banner. In just a few breaths, the demonic energy was completely combined. It was the wonderful use of Tianyi Zhen Water.

Ji Binghua was collecting his demonic energy, but suddenly his heart moved. When his body moved, he was already outside the Xuannv Palace. A red light fell from the nine heavens, and the light dissipated. A stern-faced Taoist appeared and bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist Ji is polite!" Ji Binghua saw it and said, "It's the senior brother Bailian? Aren't you in seclusion?" The old Taoist was actually the second elder of Taixuan Sect, Bailian Taoist! When Taixuan was in heavy light, he forcibly attacked the Pure Yang realm and attracted the immortal sect to look down on him. However, because the Taoist foundation was unstable, he could not go out afterwards. Who would have thought that he would appear here?

The Bailian Taoist showed a smile on his face and said, "I came here shortly after I left the custody. Today I came to take that treasure by the head of the sect." Ji Binghua's face changed and she snorted, "Guo Chunyang is really free from water. I have made a promise that as long as my disciples are cured, that thing will be given to you Taixuan Sect. Are you still afraid that I will not regret it!"

The Taoist Bailian knew very well that the past between the palace master of Xuannv Palace and the fifth junior brother was endlessly chaotic, so it would be better not to say too much. Ji Binghua cursed and said, "Senior Brother Bailian is here just right. Your Taixuan disciple Ling Chong is now coming, come and take a look!"

The Taoist Bailian immediately said, "Take me there!" As soon as he came, Guo Chunyang had already explained Ling Chong's affairs to him, and he couldn't help but feel nervous. Ji Binghua didn't say anything, and thoughts moved, and the two had already turned into Xuannv Palace, and there was a demon flag in front of him.

The Taoist Bailian frowned when he saw the Soul-Devouring Banner. His straight nature was so he could not see the evil things in the Devouring Dao, especially the Soul-Devouring Tribulation Method, which only makes people diligent, and sighed: "Junior Brother Guo doesn't know what he intends to do, so he dares to let his disciples practice this kind of demonic skill! This is clearly a sign of the fire of catastrophe. Even if I take action, the mysterious demons may not be able to succeed. Maybe it will add fuel to the fire."

Ji Binghua sneered and said, "Guo Chunyang's move is like taking a chestnut from fire, playing with fire to burn himself sooner or later! It's just a pity for this good disciple." Bai Lian thought, "The catastrophe fire should be destroyed by the true water. It is not a mistake for fellow Taoist Ji to take action!" Ji Binghua's eyes lit up and said, "No, this catastrophe fire is clearly caused by the restlessness of the soul-devouring kalpa method. There are also wisps of thought power in it. I don't know which of the seven innate true waters is the right one. If it is not done well..."

The two Pure Yang ancestors looked at each other without saying a word, and they felt helpless in the face of Ling Chong's disaster. Ji Binghua sighed and was about to speak, but she exclaimed again and said with a smile: "Today, my Xuannv Palace is lively!" But she noticed that another sword light was flying thousands of miles away. The sword light was right but not evil, and she was supposed to be a person in the right path.

The Taoist Bailian closed his eyes for a moment and said strangely: "How strange! It's actually the sword-controlling method of this sect! When I take him, I'll ask fellow Taoists to open the door of convenience." When Ji Binghua nodded, stretched out a palm, grabbed it forward, and went straight into the void! When she retracted, she had already caught a sword light!

Ji Binghua shouted: "Who is coming!" The sword light fell to the ground and turned into a majestic young man, and it was another Ling Chong! When he saw Ji Binghua about to speak, he caught a glance at the Bailian Taoist on his side and hurriedly bowed and said, "It turns out that it was the second uncle who took action!"

The man was Ling Chong's Yang Shen, and was captured by the Taoist Bailian from thousands of miles away. He only said that someone was attacking him and was about to take action. Seeing that it was another Ling Chong, Ji Binghua was shocked and said, "Why is it you again!"

When Ling Chong Yang Shen saw the Soul-Devouring Banner, his face changed drastically and said hurriedly: "I'm brave enough to ask Senior Ji to give him a wisp of Xuanming True Water!" Ji Binghua's eyes turned and said with a smile: "So, will the disaster of the Soul-Devouring Tribulation Method be resolved with Xuanming True Water? Forget it, I'll give it to you!" With a bent finger, a drop of small water drop fell into Ling Chong's palm, which was biting cold, and it was the innate Xuanming True Water.

The Pure Yang Ancestor was not an idle move. This drop of Xuanming True Water is an innate object and has endless wonderful uses. Ling Chong Yang God is connected with Yin God, and he knows how to resolve disasters. Fortunately, he never came late. He immediately blew his mouth and the Xuanming Water Drops emitted a rolling cold air. Under his magic power, it was like a breeze and fog, and instantly wrapped the soul-devouring banner.

Xuanming’s true water is the most yin and cold, and it is the nemesis of the catastrophe fire. The water mist moistens the thing silently and invades the soul-devouring banner. The colorless catastrophe fire on the banner melts like ice and snow, and most of it has been destroyed in a blink of an eye!

Ji Binghua saw the new "Ling Chong" full of righteousness and full of Taoism, which was a rare seed of cultivation. Looking at the demon banner, she really couldn't think of the two as the same source. Even though she was knowledgeable and had a strong sense of knowledge, she could not figure out what wonderful technique could do like this. Could it be that the Soul-Devouring Tribulation Method really was so magical?

The Taoist Bailian was a great expert in practicing Taoism. At first glance, Ling Chong later practiced the Dongxu Sword Technique. His cultivation was very pure, but it was mixed with other magic powers, which showed that it was not Taixuan's essay, and his clear and spiritual level seemed to be not under Taixuan's Sword Technique. He smiled bitterly: "It seems that Junior Brother Guo's teaching to Ling Chong is different from Ye Xiangtian. Not only did he practice both mysterious demons, but he also practiced other Taoism."

Guo Chunyang's actions are often unexpected, and no one can guess. Since he dares to let Ling Chong do this, he always has his plans. Even if the Taoist Bailian doesn't agree with it, he will not care about it after it has come to this point.

The catastrophe fire was poured with Xuanming True Water, and it was defeated step by step, gradually shrinking into the banner. Ling Chong urged the real water to transport it, but he didn't dare to greed for too much, but he still sprinkled it carefully. About half an hour passed, and the catastrophe fire in the banner had been extinguished, and the rest was not enough to cause trouble. He secretly gave a breath, stretched out his hand, and the soul-devouring banner turned into a faint light, drilled into his eyebrows, picked up the remaining Xuanming True Water in both hands, and sent it to Ji Binghua, saying, "Thank you for your help, and the remaining true water will be returned to you."

Even if the Pure Yang Ancestor refines such a wonderful thing, it will take a lot of effort. Ji Binghua did not take over and nodded and said, "Okay, you can be good at knowing and using it well, but you don't indulge in lust. You are much better than your old ghost master. I, Ji Binghua, are not a stingy person. Although this thing is rare, it is not a treasure in my eyes, so you should just keep it!"

Ling Chong thanked again and said, "Thank you, senior!" As for the arrangement of Guo Chunyang's words, he only ignored it. The first disaster of Yin God has passed and it is about to end. After all, he is a clone of the demon. He does not want to trick Yin God in front of the two Chunyang ancestors, so he should put it away properly.

Ji Binghua was very curious. Due to the identity of the ancestor Chunyang, she could only force herself to suppress it and said, "You have solved the danger of my disciples. I once promised to give you a treasure that is hard to find in the world. You don't have to refuse in a hurry. This matter is also under the calculation of your master. Your master of Bailian came here, so you are doing this."
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