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When she passed this thought in her mind, Ye Lingyue almost blurted out unconsciously.

"Ding Ling, if I give you enough Lingshi, can you refine everything, in addition to medicinal herbs and spirits, you can even refine people?"

Ye Lingyue said very urgently, biting the tip of her tongue all the time, blood filled the mouth, but she did not feel pain.

Although knowing this idea is ridiculous, Ye Lingyue can't control himself.

Xiaowu and Xiaoyan were also scared by Ye Lingyue's words.

But they all chose silence at the same time.

Since the boss left family and friends, they have been accompanied by the boss, and the person who can deeply feel the pain of the boss.

When the boss wakes up, it seems that there is nothing. He can say that he can laugh. But every night, she will sleep on the bed and sleep, and can't sleep all night.

As her beast, they can do nothing.

Back to Fengfu's night, it was the only night when the boss slept peacefully.

Some people, when they are, may not feel anything.

Ye Lingyue anxiously waited for Ding Ling's reply, and every moment became extremely tormented.

Once you lose it, you know it is precious.

He has been dead for a few days, and every day is a torment for Ye Lingyue.

Even if someone else would laugh at her as a madman, she would have to give it a chance if she had a chance.

Ding Ling squats, for fear that he will not say it, the master will "return" it.

It tangled for a long time, said pitifully.

"Master, your request is a bit difficult."

It can be said immediately, and it says at a fast speed.

"But it is not impossible. Our Ding Ling is divided into the third order of spirit, holy and immortal, at least to reach the Ding Sheng, Ding Ling can refine the Dan refiner, Ding Sheng can refine the soul, Ding Xian can refine the world."

The implication is that it is still a good spirit at present, and it is difficult for the refining body to cough, but after it grows into a sacred sacred, it can refine the living body.

Ye Lingyue was somewhat disappointed, but she did not give up completely, at least there was a chance.

"How long will it take you to become a holy one?"

"This, it varies from person to person. The strength of Ding Ling is related to the host. For example, the host of my mother is Hongmeng Fangxian. When it reaches the time of Dingxian, it is very short, probably only used for a thousand years. "Ding Ling is a pair of envious sighs."

In a thousand years, it will be a great thing, and it will be a very special thing in the Dingling family.

Unfortunately, Ding Ling's life is related to the host.

Its mother's host, Hong Meng Fangxian, finally did not know why, for whatever reason, he was separated from Gan Ding, and even with it hemp disappeared, and it became a helpless little Ding Ling.

Ding Ling was immersed in his own memories. Even Xiao Yan and Xiao Wu Yu were stunned. It was not noticed. When Ye Lingyue heard a thousand years, his face immediately fell.

We must know that the millennium may be nothing but a blink of an eye for the Dinglings. For the practitioners of the Qingzhou continent, unless they can break through the realm of the gods in the future, they will be red and boneless after a thousand years.

Needless to say, Ye Lingyue is now only a square respect. I want to break through to Fang Xian. I don't know how many years to go. If I practice cultivation to white hair, then I will refine my life, and the young and old will match this kind of thing. Thinking about it makes people worry.

Ye Lingyue was silent.

"Hey, master, how can you have the smell of the demon in your body." Ding Ling screamed a bunch, and suddenly squatted, like Ye Lingyue, like a puppy, wandered around.

"Demon Yuan? What is that?"

Ye Lingyue was confused and opened the Qiankun purple gold bag. Apart from the property and some medicinal herbs, there was only one Xiayan Wang and Feng Linghuang, and the pair of male and female Kowloon.

After the Fengqi was forcibly suppressed by the Quartet, the flesh could not be preserved.

The purple hall is still handed over to the leaves of Ye Lingyue.

Ye Lingyue was not afraid of things, but they were collected in the purple gold bag.

"The demon element is the existence of a powerful demon king level. After practicing to a certain extent, it can refine the Yuanshen. The demon world has a saying that the gods are not destroyed, and life is endless." Ding Ling smashed that eve Yan Wang, finally found a very weak breath on the flowers of Xi Yan Wang.

On the flower core of Xi Yan Wang, there was a faint faint scent of the gods, which was like a light. The gods were only fireflies, and ordinary people could not distinguish them.

"Oh, this **** is really too weak, and it seems to be broken at any time. Master, we have to think, strengthen this scorpion." Ding Ling worried.

This scent is the weakest **** that it has ever seen.

It seems that when the wind blows, it will collapse.

Also lost it has been hiding in the Xiyang Wang, otherwise I am afraid that it has already collapsed.

"What do you need, you open your mouth." Ye Lingyue said without hesitation.

"First of all, to find a place where the demon yuan has stayed, some of the breath left there will help the restoration of the demon. Also, it is to strengthen the gods with it."

Under the proposal of Ding Ling, Ye Lingyue immediately brought the demon element back to the bedroom, which is where Feng Xiao lived in his early years.

Fortunately, when Ye Jia set up the courtyard, there was not much change.

When the entire courtyard and Fengqi lived in the same year, they were almost the same.

After returning to the bedroom, the touch of the gods was a bit clearer than before.

Ding Ling immediately released a touch of white.

Since the appearance of Ding Ling, the full-bodied black and white color has become more active than before.

Ye Lingyue unexpectedly discovered that the white trip had the effect of repairing the gods compared to the earlier ones.

The white glory is integrated into the Yuanshen. It was like a remnant flame. It was like being injected with new vitality. From the size of the original fireflies, it became a finger size, and finally a little man was slowly revealed. The form comes.

Long body Yu Li, a white coat, the Yuanshen just stood quietly on the Xi Yan Wang, the dust is not stained.

It's just that he looks like there is no expression, just like a ghost or a ghost, fluttering.

When Ye Lingyue saw the smattering of the gods, he couldn't help but hold his mouth and resisted letting himself not exclaim.

Xiao Xiao and Xiao Wu can't help it, the two little guys hula around.

"It's Feng Shaoye!"

"It is a ghost emperor!"

Xiaowu and Xiaoxiao are still there, and I am arguing with one sentence.

Ye Lingyue fixedly looked at the smattering of the gods, and the eyes were a little bit ****.

It turned out that he was always by her side, but she never knew, no wonder she slept particularly well here last night, and even felt someone looking at her in secret.