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Ye Lingyue knew that the big thing was not good. She moved her mind and entered Hongmengtian.

In the days of Hongmeng, the various creatures that were destroyed earlier are slowly recovering.

The turbid river has been restored to the clear, colorful scorpion flooding on the water.

The withered spirits and creatures have also come alive, and the white mist that swallowed the space has spread, and the mountains are as clear as the mountains.

Within a few days, the entire Hong Mengtian will be restored as ever.

But this piece looks like a peaceful, in the eyes of Ye Lingyue, it seems to be lifeless, Ding Ling... dead.

Ye Lingyue's heart suddenly sinks to the bottom of the valley.

She gripped the ninth dandy piece hard, and the edge of the ding piece hurt her hand.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't let Ding Ling block the attack of the for me. It must be a ghost."

Ye Lingyue's nose, a sour throat, tears falling, disrupted the calm river.

There is no Ding Ling, even if there is a ninth piece.

She is the most failed Fang Xian, she can only watch her own Ding Ling sacrifice for herself, but she can do nothing.

"Shantou deceives paper, you should not be sad, all this is destiny. Although Ding Ling is very strong in spirit, it can still be a childhood spirit, and it is attacked by many souls. Even if it is alive, it is not a spirit. Qi, there is no way to cultivate into a real tripod. You first refine the ninth ding film, until the condensed real Ding, may also hatch a new Ding Ling."

Seeing Ye Lingyue is so sad, in the consciousness, the candle shines.

In fact, as early as when Ding Ling let Ye Lingyue leave, the candlelight felt. The little Ding Ling is already the end of the strong, it is the heart of the dead, and protects his own master.

What's more, the production of each new tripod may give birth to different Dingling.

This point, I am afraid that I have already been clear.

It just hasn't told Ye Lingyue.

"But I don't need a new Dingling. I promised it to be a mother, and grow up with it. Even if it is a solid Ding, it is still my Dingling. Candles are old, you have countless experiences, there must be ways to let Ding Ling re-agglomerates."

Ye Lingyue wiped the tears from the corner of his eye.

The candle did not answer immediately.

It is a beast, and it is different from the body of the gods like Ding Ling.

Different ethnic groups have different cultivation methods, and it does not know how to reunite Dingling.

"If you can find the same family, you may have a way."

It took a long time for the candle to shine.

Although it is a poisonous tongue on a regular basis, it is actually a disgusting one.

"So, as long as you find other Ding Ling, you may be able to help Xiao Ding re-agglomerate the spirit?"

Ye Lingyue gave birth to hope again.

"If this is the case, the premise is that you can find Ding Ling, look at the whole realm of the gods, and there are only a handful of alchemists who can have Ding Ling. If you want to come, there will be only eight levels of Fangxian..."

The candlelight really can't bear to splash the cold water of Ye Lingyue, but this is the case.

Ding Ling is a heavenly spirit, and it is an extremely precious existence like the Spirit.

Its generation, attention to the time and place, and especially between the host and the tripod, have a strong embarrassment.

Even among the eight major fairy tales, who have the sacred sacredness, such as the early sacred Fang Xianxian, his tripod did not give birth to the spirit.

Like the shui shui fairy, her prime hand is also the best in the world, but there is no Ding Ling.

Among the Eight Great Fangxian, the remaining few people, Luo Yan Fang Xian and Zi Yu Fang Xian are not famous for their Ding, as for the Red Shirt, there is no Bao Ding.

Full of the full calculations, the remaining three may have the remaining three major squares, among which Murong Laofangxian has long been out of the realm of the gods, so that Ye Lingyue can ask for help, only the eight major Fangxian The other two big squares of the second.

"The matter is man-made. Let me first contact Murong, and then see if you can find the other two levels."

Ye Lingyue listened, pondered for a moment, and had a decision in his heart.

Just listening to the candlelight, Ye Lingyue remembered another possibility.

At the time of the Lonely Moon Sea, the kind of god-destroying demon who was in the hands of Master Zi was also a spirit, and her time of survival was much longer than that of Xiao Ding.

Perhaps the refining demon can know some useful news, but there is only one thing. The deity of the gods is the master of the purple of the master. She secretly loves the master and follows the master all the way.

After Master's departure from the demon world, he never appeared again.

Except for the monk in the south, I am afraid that no one in this world knows the whereabouts of Master Zi, and immediately after the stability of the Seventh Corps, he will leave.

Without Ding Ling, Ye Lingyue is much more difficult to refine the ninth piece of Ding. In the past few refinements of Ding, Ye Lingyue only had to hand it to Ding Ling, but now...

This night, Ye Lingyue did not sleep all night, and Ji You's situation was not much better.

She had previously poisoned the white scorpion in order to save Ye Lingyue. She did not know that the white scorpion had been poisoned.

On the other hand, she has to beware of the people of Fang Xianmeng, but fortunately this night, very plain past.

After dawn, people from Fang Xianmeng did not catch up.

Early in the morning, Ji You went out and went back to the inn where the two settled.

"I have inquired about it, a good news, a bad news. The good news is that the people of Fang Xianmeng are still tracing the real murderers. Obviously, they don't know who the murderer is. The bad news is that Luo Yan Fang Xian is not dead, listen. It is said that she is just in a coma, the situation is not good, and I don't know when I can save it. The person responsible for this investigation is the eldest son of the longevity god, the unintentional prince."

Ji Yu is mixed.

Obviously, Bai Hao did not reveal her and Ye Lingyue's identity, but in this way, her heart's guilty feelings of whiteness increased by a few points.

"It turned out to be him... or something, this is the end of the matter, we still go back to the Seventh Army, so that the candle will not burn at both ends."

Ye Lingyue did not forget the reminder of the earlier Emperor.

If the Emperor's guess is correct, then the so-called unintentional Prince is probably the ink.

Unfortunately, she couldn't personally verify it. She only hoped that the investigation on the emperor's side would have some progress.

Ye Lingyue and Ji You no longer stayed, and the two returned to the Seventh Army.

Not long after the incident of Luo Yan Fang Xian coma, Luo Yan Fang Xian was sent back to Luoshen Island, Luo Yin Goddess saw the mother-in-law look like this, on the spot madness attack, became mad, not knowing where to go.

Fang Xianmeng successively degraded Sumi and Luo Yan, Ziyu more than Fang Xian, and was greatly hurt.

At the time of the peak of the wind, Guan Qianqiu, who had been in seclusion, reorganized the Presbyterian Church. He invited the Shui Shui Fairy and the Red Dress to re-establish the Presbyterian Church.

Of course, these are already what happened after Ye Lingyue returned to the Seventh Army.