From the leader of Mingjiao to the heavens

Venerable Maha Sikong Zhan had been annihilated by many Tianmang needles. When he was in shock and anger, there was a loud thunder at the place where Yang Jin was trapped on the other side, and a beggar was wrapped in a golden light. The glowing needle broke open, wrapping Yang Jin and flying into the air.

He was furious: "The beggar is deceiving people too much!" With a wave of his hand, all the Tianmang needles were divided into three strands, and they hurriedly chased after them.

Ling Hun took Yang Jin and flew away quickly, and disappeared in the sky in a blink of an eye. The Tianmang needle was still several feet away and failed to catch up.

Sikong Zhan took back the Tianmang needle, filled with resentment, and thought to himself that when he got the Heavenly Demon Zhuxian Sword in the future, he would have to go to Qingluoyu in the snow mountain to show this beggar a little bit of color, at least he would have to kill a few of his disciples to vent his anger. Hatred!

Besides, Ling Hun took Yang Jin to a distance and complained loudly to her that he shouldn't have listened to Bai Guyi's words and risked himself to provoke Sikong Zhan.

Yang Jin told about her plan with Bai Guyi.

Ling Hun said angrily: "Those two dwarves, from head to toe, are full of bad water! He knew that I was passing by here and was nearby, so he wouldn't watch you die at the hands of a monster and need to save you, so he deliberately pushed you go!"

Ling Hun and Bai Guyi were at odds with each other. Ever since Ling Xuehong married Bai Guyi, the conflicts between the two had become more and more serious. Only the white-haired dragon girl Cui Wugu and Ling Xuehong could resolve it, so they didn't really fight each other. During this period, Ling Hun and his sister Ling Xuehong also had a dispute, and almost fought for the last time. From then on, Ling Hun never saw the couple again.

Back then, Ling Xuehong was burned in Kaiyuan Temple by Shang Heyang and others' demonic fire. After the fire disappeared, Ling Hun didn't go either, only Cui Wugu went. It's a good time to go to rescue him, and when Ling Hun Yuanshen travels, he runs to cast spells to destroy his physical body.

When Ling Hun returned from his mind wandering, he found that his physical body was gone. He was anxious and angry. In desperation, he attached his soul to a dying beggar Huazi.He used to be tall, handsome, and handsome, but now he has turned into a shabby beggar, how could he not hate him?Naturally, he must seek revenge from Bai Guyi, and Bai Guyi also knew that he had done too much, so he avoided him all the time, and there were many people who persuaded him, so he did not openly take revenge.

With such a big beam around, how could Ling Hun have any good looks towards Bai Guyi?He didn't even meet Yang Jin, but after all he was thinking about the brother and sister relationship in the previous life. Before he became enlightened, he even went to the rivers and lakes together. The brotherhood is so close that he had to save him.

Yang Jin also didn't want to mention Liang Zi back then, and just said: "Then Xu Feiniang sacrificed herself to practice the sword. Once she practiced it, she would be a Zen Master Xiaoyue again. As righteous people, no matter what, we can't let her go. Make it!"

Ling Hun fell silent and looked at the red clouds in the distance. After a while, he nodded slightly: "That's true. Once such a ferocious magic sword is refined, countless living beings in the world will suffer."

Hearing what he said, Yang Jin knew there was a way, so she persuaded him to help her prevent the magic sword from being forged: "As long as we can lure Sikong Zhan away, Fellow Daoist Bai can destroy that sword."

Ling Hun snorted: "Why didn't the white dwarf lure Sikong Zhan away, and let us destroy the sword?"

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Yang Jin said: "Then I'll discuss it with Fellow Daoist Bai, and he should be able to agree."

"Forget it." Ling Hun waved his hand, "The white dwarf is used to using this method, if you really ask, it will make us look stingy."

Ling Hun finally decided to come back and cooperate with Bai Guyi to destroy the Heavenly Demon Zhuxian Sword.

He didn't let Yang Jin get any closer, and ran to Sikong Zhan alone, took a white jade gourd, and said with a smile: "Sikong boy, I invite you to drink, do you want to drink?" Take a sip.

Sikong Zhan frowned vigilantly: "Beggar, what are you going to do, let's open the skylight and speak honestly, without beating around the bush."

Ling Hun said: "I'm here to treat you to a drink. Don't treat your kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs. This is the best fairy wine."

Sikong Zhan looked at him coldly, intending to expel him immediately, and was very afraid of his mana, so he snorted coldly and ignored him.

Ling Hun kept drinking with a gourd. While drinking, he approached Sikong Zhan, and pointed at the Heavenly Demon Zhuxian Sword: "Are you waiting for this sword to be refined? It's a pity. Once it’s done, you won’t be able to get it.”

Sikong Zhan still ignored him, just kept vigilant in secret, pinching the formula with his hands in his sleeves, the magic sword was about to be refined, he couldn't make any mistakes before that, as long as the magic sword was refined, and he got it, he would cut it Get rid of this nasty smelly beggar!

Ling Hun walked to a place less than two feet in front of him. Seeing him with his hands behind his back and his eyes fixed on the magic sword hanging in the air, he secretly admired his concentration, took another sip of wine, choked on it, and kept Coughing, piercingly, "cough cough cough", suddenly a mouthful of thick phlegm flew out of his mouth, hitting Sikong Zhan straight!
Sikong Zhan didn't expect him to have such a skill. With a thought, he raised a wave of gangster energy out of thin air, trying to blow away the thick phlegm. The thick phlegm suddenly burst into flames, spewing out pure yang flames. Ling Hun took another sip When the wine was sprayed on, the flame swelled hundreds of times in an instant, turning into a large fireball with a diameter of more than ten meters, engulfing Sikong Zhan.

Sikong Zhan was furious: "The beggar is looking for death!" With a wave of his hands, he released the Gengjia Yunhua Tianmang needle, a large number of blue and white light needles emerged like a tide, pierced all the flames, and then wrapped them in Linghun!
Ling Hun waved the gourd, and spewed out a large amount of flames from the innermost part, wrapping himself around his body. His fire was the Taiqing Immortal Fire refined from the Taiqing Immortal Book. As soon as the needle is shot into the fire, it is quickly melted.

Standing in the flames, he chuckled: "Sikong, don't show off your little tricks in front of my old man. To tell you the truth, I also like this Heavenly Demon Zhuxian Sword, you have to use it today. Give it to me!"

Sikong Zhan was shocked and angry: "Why do you want this magic sword?"

Ling Hun frowned: "I'm nicknamed Poor God. I'm really poor. I don't have any good things. I only have a fairy sword that I have carried with me for many years. A few years ago, I accepted apprentices and returned them to apprentices. Now I don't have any swords. Just look at this magic sword." Not bad, just use it for fun."

Sikong Zhan said: "This is the treasure of my Wutai Sect's township education, even if you take it, you won't be able to use it."

"It's useful! It's useful!" Ling Hun said, "Don't you know there is a saying called fighting poison with poison? I took this sword, and it will be more convenient to kill heretic devils in the future."

Sikong Zhan was furious: "Smelly beggar, you are deceiving people too much!" With a finger pointing, Gengjia Yunhua Tianmang needle transformed into a large number, and the attack increased by more than a thousand times in an instant.

Although Gengjin and Jiamu are both restrained by fire, it is just that the combination of gold and wood has a special effect. The real fire can be restrained if the quantity is small, but if the quantity is too large, the real fire will be reversed. In front of Ling Hun, Ling Hun groaned again and again, then laughed, and suddenly there was a "bang" explosion, and he shattered many light needles, creating an extra path of survival, and flew into the sky: "Sikong boy, you beast! Needle tailoring skills are not very good, my clothes are already torn, and you sewed and mended them, making them even more torn!" As he spoke, he took another big gulp of the wine in the gourd, and spewed out a cloud of fire, a flame the size of a fist Falling down like rain.

From the leader of Mingjiao to the heavens