Xiang Tiange finally realized that Ding Ning had discovered something magical, and glared at Qu Wuyou with some reproach, which gave him an innocent and wry smile.

Since Ding Ning was able to detect the existence of demonic nature from his appearance, it means that this matter cannot be hidden from him at all, and being secretive will make it easier for people to be suspicious.

Of course, even if Ding Ning discovers the demonic nature, they don't think he has a way to solve it. After all, unless it is sealed and slowly worn away over a long period of time, there is no way to quickly eliminate it. This is

common sense.

"fine."

After a long time, Ding Ning let go of Qu Wuyou's wrist and breathed a sigh of relief.

fine?

Xiang Tiange and Qu Wuyou looked at each other, and looked at Ding Ning in confusion. They didn't know what this meant, and what did it mean to be okay?

Seeing the confused expressions on the two people's faces, Ding Ning patiently explained: "I mean, it's fortunate that you haven't broken through the Martial Saint yet and integrated the martial soul and the divine soul. Otherwise, the demonic nature will invade the divine soul, and even if I want to solve it, it will be very difficult."

It takes a lot of effort.”

"What? You mean you can solve the demonic nature of Wuhun?"

Xiang Tiange and Qu Wuyou couldn't keep calm anymore, they suddenly stood up and asked in disbelief.

"Of course, otherwise why would I check my pulse for so long?"

Ding Ning said matter-of-factly.

The two martial gods were stunned. Their mouths were open wide enough to put a big duck egg in. They both saw the look of ecstasy in each other's eyes. The good news came so fast that they were at a loss for what to do for a moment.

Ding Ning didn't pay attention to their expressions. He frowned and warned: "Although I have a way to get rid of the demonic nature in your martial arts, you will definitely have to suffer some punishment. The two uncles must be mentally prepared."

"Suffering? It doesn't matter. How long will it take to get rid of it? What preparations should be made?"

Xiang Tiange said with great joy that they had not suffered any kind of suffering, and if they suffered a little, it would not matter.

Qu Wuyou didn't say anything, but nodded with joy.

Ding Ning scratched his head: "You can start now."

"Don't you need to prepare anything?"

Qu Wuyou asked nervously. After all, it is a demonic nature that makes people blush. Even if it is eliminated, they must find a way to seal it, otherwise it will remain attached to other people.

Disaster.

"What are you preparing for? It's just a little bit of magic. There is no need to prepare. The two uncles must be mentally prepared. I'm afraid it will be very painful, and it may also cause some damage to your martial arts, but that's not a problem.

, I will find a way to deal with it."

Ding Ning shook his head disapprovingly, took out the fangs of the plague god and said directly: "Who comes first."

The two looked at each other, was this treating a disease or killing someone? Why did he take out his weapon?

"I'll go first."

Qu Wuyou was thoughtful and fearful that something might go wrong, so he volunteered.

"Okay, then please let Master Qu release his martial spirit."

Ding Ning is not polite. Time is tight and the task is heavy. It is better to solve the problem as soon as possible.

Qu Wuyou nodded, his figure flashed, and a solid martial spirit emerged from his body. His figure and appearance were exactly the same as his own, standing together like twins.

Ding Ning raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he saw someone else's martial spirit up close. He quietly compared it with his own martial spirit and found that although Qu Wuyou's martial spirit was equally lifelike as his own, it was not as lifelike as his own.

But it gave him an extremely loose feeling.

How can I describe that feeling? It's like refining a weapon. If your martial soul is made of fine steel that has been refined for thousands of times, then Qu Wuyou's martial soul is made of the most ordinary steel.

The finished product, no matter in terms of material, density or fineness, was incomparable with his own martial spirit. Although it seemed to be fake at first glance, it gave him a very vain feeling.

Ding Ning looked thoughtful. This was probably a matter of condensation of his spiritual consciousness. Guoshifu did not have the mental power to practice the techniques. Whether it was Xiang Tiange, Qu Wuyou or even Xiahou Weiyang, they all relied on their own exploration.

It is necessary to refine spiritual power, so the condensed martial soul appears to be very superficial. It may not be able to survive independently in the outside world for too long. If it is exhausted, it can last for several hours.

Unlike his many adventures, he also possesses more than one spiritual tempering method. In addition, the black and white Tai Chi diagrams in the sea of ​​​​consciousness are constantly tempering the spiritual consciousness liquid. It is impossible for the martial soul to be pure.

However, although Qu Wuyou's martial spirit was not refined enough, Ding Ning had to admit that compared to his willpower, he might have to be inferior, so he had to admire his strong willpower.

Because he directly penetrated Qu Wuyou's martial spirit with his fangs and devoured his demonic nature, Qu Wuyou never blinked even though his painful forehead veins were bulging, his whole body was covered in sweat, and his teeth were almost broken.

All at once.

Although the martial spirit is a concrete embodiment of the martial arts rules, its root lies in the divine soul. The divine soul also feels the same pain when the martial spirit is injured. Even Ding Ning, who has practiced martial arts twice, cannot feel the pain like his soul being torn apart.

ignore.

Ding Ning shudders when he thinks about that kind of inhuman pain, as if a heavy hammer is constantly hitting the most fragile brain. If it is not necessary, he does not want to bear the second time in his life that kind of pain that can make people suffer from mental breakdown at any time.

Death-like agony.

Ding Ning dared to use the fangs of the God of Plague to absorb demonic nature. This was not out of whim, but after careful consideration. The fangs had the special effect of absorbing any negative emotions in the world, but they would also absorb the power of martial arts contaminated by demonic nature.

Before the fangs of the plague god absorbed Pi Yitian's martial spirit, he would never have dared to use this method, but now it is different. After the fangs absorbed Pi Yitian's hatred and resentment, some kind of spirituality seemed to be born.

, gained self-awareness, and had a spiritual connection with Ding Ning.

From this spiritual connection, Ding Ning gained control of the fangs and ordered the fangs to only devour the demonic nature and not the power of the martial soul.

The information fed back to him by the fangs was okay, but it would inevitably absorb part of the power of the martial spirit. That's why he told Qu Wuyou that the martial spirit would be damaged because of this side effect.

But compared to the elimination of demonic nature, this side effect is basically negligible. A loss of this level can be made up immediately with one nourishing pill, and it may even make the martial soul more refined.

Although the demonic nature can continue to grow, it has no independent consciousness after all and can only act on instinct, so in just a few minutes, it was completely devoured by the fangs.

Ding Ning retracted his fangs, supported the pale-faced Qu Wuyou, stretched out his hand, took out a spirit-restoring pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and shouted in a low voice: "Be still and concentrate, let go of the sea of ​​consciousness, don't resist."

Qu Wuyou had complete and unconditional trust in Ding Ning. What's more, he had always had a clear conscience and had never done anything wrong. He was not afraid of Ding Ning prying into the secrets of his consciousness sea. When he heard this, he completely let go of his consciousness sea without any hesitation.

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Ding Ning felt greatly comforted in his heart. There was no need to let go of the sea of ​​consciousness to transfer spiritual skills. He deliberately shouted this just to test whether Qu Wuyou trusted him. The result made him very satisfied. Therefore, he did not hesitate to use the "God Refining Art".

The "God Cleansing Technique" and the "God Control Technique" were all passed on to him.

This was originally a secret of the Saintess Clan. He had promised that Ye Duxing would not tell anyone about it. However, this was not the time. Not to mention that Ye Duxing had been expelled from the Saintess Clan and was no longer a disciple of the Saintess Clan.

Because this time the Saintess Clan was so determined that they dared to unite with the Holy Medical Sect and the Holy Sword Villa to put pressure on the Imperial Palace, he decided not to give any face to the Saintess Clan.

What's more, the Three Realms are about to be in chaos, and the human world needs Ji Dao masters to protect it. He can't trust other sects, but he is sure that the three Guoshifu of the Guoshifu will definitely charge to the front line of the battle if there is a real invasion of aliens.

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For various reasons, he decided to improve the strength of the Guoshifu as much as possible. These talents were the ones he could rely on in the future.

Qu Wuyou was shocked. He didn't expect that Ding Ning not only got rid of his demonic nature, but also gave him such a great gift. This made him feel deserved and deeply moved.

But he knows that now is not the time to be pretentious, not to mention that these methods of cultivating spiritual power are exactly what they are in urgent need of. He will not refuse, but will only silently note this sentiment and think of ways to repay it in the future.

With the experience of learning from the past, when Xiang Tiange got rid of the demonic nature, the speed was three points faster. Similarly, after the demonic nature was eliminated, he taught him the method of spiritual power cultivation.

Xiang Tiange and Qu Wuyou were equally shocked and grateful. After feeling that the Yangshen Pill quickly restored their injured souls, they immediately devoted themselves to practicing.

After learning these mental power cultivation techniques, they discovered that the martial souls they thought they had tempered to perfection actually had major flaws. This made them secretly rejoice, and they became even more grateful to Ding Ning.

Although they can knock on the door of the Holy Martial Realm with their current martial souls, I am afraid that their highest achievements in this life will only be at the early stage of the Holy Martial Realm.

It's like building a building. The foundation is very solid, but halfway through the construction, substandard cement is suddenly used to build it. Will the building be able to withstand risks?

The answer is obvious, so a martial soul that cuts corners will definitely have many problems in the future and will simply not be able to withstand the tempering of the soul in the later stages.

Ding Ning's generous donation simply gave them a chance to correct their mistakes, so how could they not be grateful.

However, they thought of a very fatal question, that is, the third brother Xiahou Weiyang is currently in seclusion to break through the holy martial arts. Can his martial spirit meet the standards?

Thinking of this, the two of them were so anxious that they stopped practicing at the same time. When they opened their eyes, they found that Ding Ning had left without knowing when, and there was a storage ring placed in front of them.

The two of them looked at the storage ring on their fingers, which was also given by Ding Ning through Qisha. They picked up the storage ring and saw that there were various kinds of elixirs inside, all of which they could use for their cultivation.

Resources, couldn't help but look at each other and smile bitterly, this is a huge debt, how should I repay it?

"Let's talk about it later. Let's stop Third Brother from breaking through first. I hope it's still too late."

Qu Wuyou smiled bitterly and took out his cell phone and directly dialed Qisha's number, asking him to stop Xiahou Weiyang's breakthrough no matter what and wait for his return.

Qisha is very painful. The third uncle has already started to retreat. How can he dare to break through the barrier to stop him from breaking through? It's just that the master said it seriously, so he can only bite the bullet and break through.

"Brother Qi, I will return to Yanjing now, and I will leave it to you here."

Qu Wuyou said solemnly.

Xiang Tiange smiled slyly: "Don't worry, even if I can't protect you, isn't there still Ding Ning?"

Qu Wuyou was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter: "That's true, I even forgot that there is this little miraculous prince."

"It's better to have my eyesight. If it weren't for my discerning eye, where would we be today?"

Sing a proud way to the sky.

"Yes, yes, you have the best judgment, but having said that, this little guy has saved us twice, so I'm afraid we can't repay this favor."
Chapter completed!