Chapter 387 True Yang Refining Demon

The sword light was raging, the knife was gathering wind and thunder, the Wisdom Sword and the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife turned into a dense net, wrapping up Qin Yuanhua. Now the two have fought for dozens of rounds, and the battle is in full swing.

Qin Yuanhua had lost his beauty. The left half of his face was still handsome, but the right side was broken into pieces, as if it was made up of dozens of pieces of skin.

It was the result of the accumulated remaining thoughts of hundreds of beauties, or in other words, it was the consciousness of the beauties visualized by Qin Yuanhua's mind. After all, they had passed away early, and what was left behind was the product of the impurities of the beauties' skins mixed with Qin Yuanhua's consciousness.

Qin Yuanhua's method of combining Yin and Yang to condense his primordial spirit seemed to be correct, but his method was too brutal, and he was forced by Gu Qingyuan to forcibly transform into a Yin spirit, which made it even more flawed.

The soul achieved by this method was extremely complex. Two consciousnesses belonging to the same origin mixed together, but they did not merge into one as Qin Yuanhua had imagined. Instead, they fought with each other for the body. When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured.

"It's not bad to see the Yin God and Yang God fighting each other? Yin and Yang combine, it seems to be true but it's not. Can't you see clearly? What you have become is not the original spirit, but the original evil, the original demon!"

Gu Qingyuan stopped the sword and said softly, as the battle lasted longer, Qin Yuanhua's magic skills became more and more disorganized, just in line with the saying that the first push is strong, the second is weaker, and the third is exhausted, and he was chased by the Flying Knife of the Immortal Slaying and flew everywhere.

"Your foundation is not right, your techniques are unorthodox, and yet you still want to achieve enlightenment. What wishful thinking!"

With one hand extended, a bit of real fire condensed in Gu Qingyuan's hand, first it was a spark, then a fireball, a fireball... When Gu Qingyuan held up the golden sun, it rose high and expanded rapidly.

The True Fire of the Sun is collected from the most dazzling thing in the world. Now it traces back to its source. The pure heat and high temperature begin to ignite everything, and the invisible heat wave sweeps across the world.

It was as if the sun had fallen here. The real fireball became larger and larger, and its color changed from golden flame to scarlet red. Finally, as if it had broken through a limit, the red sun fireball stopped expanding. The heat was released and a solar corona appeared, followed by three layers of inner, middle and outer layers superimposed on each other, with a constantly beating solar prominence on the surface.

With Chiyang as the center, the surrounding grass and trees were burned, countless black ashes fell, the soil was drained of water and turned into gray powder, water mist rose and disappeared, the dry earth was scorched, and everything within dozens of miles was burned to ashes, burning out a roughly circular white area. There was also a circle of fire at the junction that continued to spread outward. For a moment, it was as if the sun had descended to the world and the sun was coming.

It happened in a flash. The True Fire Yang Crow grew from small to large in an instant. Before Qin Yuanhua could react, waves of heat and gushing flames came towards him.

Smoke, heat, algae gas and endless fire energy flowed through Qin Yuanhua's body in turn. The large amount of water consumption made his skin begin to become dry and wrinkled, and his black hair turned burnt yellow. Not only that, the scorching heat was only a subsidiary manifestation of the true fire. The truly powerful thing was the mystery of burning everything.

Qin Yuanhua's magic power was gradually dried up, and a heat gushed out from the inside out. He forced himself to circulate his magic power to suppress it, and only coughed a few times and exhaled a few wisps of smoke, while his Yin Spirit looked even weaker under the illumination of the true fire.

The Yin Spirit is a creature that fears the sun. Although it is no longer afraid of sunlight and can travel between heaven and earth, it has encountered the extremely yang fire, which is like encountering its natural enemy. What's more, Qin Yuanhua's Yin Spirit is incomplete to begin with, and the countless resentments and turbid air inside it need to be nurtured and expelled in the future.

Now that the True Yang was burning and basking, Qin Yuanhua could not help but groan in pain, and endless resentment and turbidity rushed out of his body, dissipating in the air under the shining of the True Yang. It was a blessing in disguise. With the help of the True Yang, the newly formed Yin God became more condensed and pure, and the mixed turbidity inside was gone. The Yin God also condensed a lot, and the quality was rising step by step. The repulsion and confusion brought by the contradiction between the Yin God and the Yang God were reduced a lot. Without the interference of the Yin God, Qin Yuanhua finally liberated all his mind. Before he could be happy, the spiritual platform began to keep warning. Looking up, he saw Gu Qingyuan standing high in the sky holding the Great Sun True Yang and slowly waving his arms.

The merciless sun was setting at this moment. Qin Yuanhua had gained new fortune and his mind was clear. The endless desire to survive prevailed. He bit his tongue and spat out the blood in his heart. The blood in his heart was golden in color. He actually cut off part of his yang spirit along with it. He used a method similar to the disintegration of the devil and flew away at a great speed, faster and faster, trying to escape from this place.

With a loud bang, the sun fell, and endless brilliance and light pillars exploded with hot wind, shining brightly for the whole world. Gu Qingyuan's clothes were swept by the wind and waves, and his black hair kept dancing. He looked at the distant divine light and smiled slightly, then ignored him.

"This Qin Yuanhua is still useful. I hope he will like this gift from me."

The next second, Gu Qingyuan frowned. After all, he was just a minor cultivator in the realm of responding to the law. Controlling the True Fire Golden Sun was still too strenuous for him. A large amount of his mana was consumed. His body felt empty, and a feeling of weakness brought about by the lack of mana surged into his heart.

His spiritual sense detected several auras approaching, and the sound of Zhenyang's fall was too loud, so it was inevitable that other cultivators would come to check it out. Gu Qingyuan slapped the treasure gourd, and the pill that had been nurtured for a while flew out. It was the Zhenyang Pill.

He raised his hand and swallowed it. The Zhenyang Pill went into his stomach and rolled straight down into his dantian. This elixir was no longer just a pill. Gu Qingyuan then placed his thoughts on it, using his body as a furnace to continuously calcine the Zhenyang Pill.

The elixir has its own magical uses. After the sacrifice, streams of yang spiritual power continued to surge out, making up for the loss of Gu Qingyuan's mana. There were three waves at first, one wave after another, a total of nine waves of spiritual power, surging and endless, and he continuously refined them into mana.

The quality of Gu Qingyuan's magic power is more than just top-notch, it can be described as more than just pure. Although he has a lot of spiritual power, the refined magic power is not much. The vast spiritual power surged through seven folds before it could be contained. In just three breaths, Gu Qingyuan's magic power was fully stored.

With the magic power, he began to wash the Zhenyang Pill again. It would be a waste to use this pill only to replenish magic power temporarily. With the washing of magic power, the pill became more round and gradually turned into a golden round pill that fell steadily into the Dantian Qi Sea.

This is what Gu Qingyuan did when he transformed this pill into an external pill like the golden pill. Although it is not as magical as the golden pill, it is just right as a storage tank to replenish magic power and store spiritual energy. It is better to say that this Zhenyang Pill was used for this mysterious purpose from the beginning.

Gu Qingyuan's breath began to become steady and gradually disappeared. He did not leave, but stood quietly on a piece of scorched earth. Beside him were rolling heat waves, and under his feet was an entire ruin that was destroyed by the True Yang. There were streaks of flames remaining, burning continuously.

After a while, several figures flew over with divine light. Judging from their aura, they were full of fresh energy and must be from famous and righteous families.

　The next chapter has been revised

　　
　
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