Ye Lingyue blurted out almost unconsciously when he thought about this in his mind.

"Dingling, if I give you enough spirit stones, will you be able to smelt everything? You can even smelt people apart from the elixir and spirit weapon?"

Ye Lingyue said anxiously, biting the tip of her tongue all at once, and blood was filling her mouth, but she didn't feel pain.

Despite knowing that his idea was ridiculous, Ye Lingyue couldn't control herself.

Xiao Wuya and Xiao Che were also frightened by Ye Lingyue's words.

But they all chose silence at the same time.

Since the boss left his family and friends, they have been by his side, and they are the ones who can feel the pain of the boss most deeply.

When the boss woke up, she did n’t seem to have anything to say, but she could laugh, but at night, she would lie on the bed and suffered from insomnia. She could n’t sleep all night.

As her beasts, they are powerless.

This night back to Fengfu was the only night when the boss slept peacefully.

Some people may not feel anything at the time.

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

But once you lose it, you know it is precious.

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

Even if someone else would laugh at her as a lunatic, as long as there is a chance, she will try.

Dreading, he was afraid that he would never return it if he said no.

It tangled for a long time, said pitifully.

"Master, your request is a bit difficult."

Immediately, it said quickly again.

"But it is not impossible. Our Dingling is divided into three levels: Spirit, Holy, and Immortal. At least it must reach Dingsheng, Dingling can refine alchemists, Dingsheng can refine spirits, Dingxian can refine worlds."

The implication is that it is still a spiritual spirit at present, and refining a life body is coughing and difficult for it, but after it grows into a sacred body, it can refine a life body.

Ye Lingyue was a little disappointed, but she did not give up completely, at least there was a first-line opportunity.

"Then how long will it take you to become a tripod?"

"This, varies from person to person. The strength of Ding Ling is related to the host. Like my mother's host is Hongmeng Fang Xian, the time it takes to reach Ding Xian is very short, probably only a thousand years. "Ding Ling's envy was jealous.

It can become a Ding Xian in a thousand years, refining a world like Hong Mengtian, which is already a very remarkable thing in the Dingling family.

It is a pity that the life of Ding Ling is related to the host.

His mother, Hongmeng Fangxian, didn't know what the reason was, and she was separated from Qianding, and even with it, he disappeared with it, and it became a helpless Xiaodingling.

Dingling was immersed in his memory, even Xiaoche and Xiaowuya made their eyes unaware, and Ye Lingyue's face collapsed immediately after hearing for a thousand years.

You should know that the millennium may be just a blink of an eye for the spirits, but for the practitioners of the continent of Qingzhou, unless they can break through the divine realm and become the main god in the future, they will be a bony face after a thousand years.

Not to mention, Ye Lingyue is now just a Fang Zun. If you want to break through to Fang Xian, I do n’t know how many years it will be. Thinking makes people stunned.

Ye Lingyue was silent.

"Hey, Master, how can you have a demon's breath on your body." Ding Ling snapped and said a bunch, suddenly slammed, and walked around like Ye Lingyue like a puppy.

"Demon Yuan? What is that?"

Confused, Ye Lingyue opened the purple gold bag of Qiankun. In addition to the belongings and some immortals, there was only one Xiyan King and Feng Linghuang Ling, and the pair of male and female Jiulong Yin.

After Feng Xin was forcibly suppressed by the Quartet Demon Array, his body could not be saved.

But Zi Tangsu still gave Ye Lingyue what was left behind by Feng Xin.

Ye Lingyue could not help but see them, but just put them in Qiankun Zijin bag.

"The demon element is the existence of the powerful demon king level and above, and it can only be refined after practicing to a certain extent. There is a saying in the demon world that the elemental spirit is immortal and endless." Ding Ling looked at the evening King Yan, finally found a very faint breath on the flower of King Xi Yan.

On the flower core of Xiyan Wang, a ray of light, like a light, is extremely weak, and the spirit of the Yuanshen appears slowly. The Yuanshen is only like a firefly, and ordinary people cannot distinguish it at all.

"Hey, this Yuanshen is really too weak, and it looks like it is going to break apart at any time. Master, we have to think up and enhance this ray of demon Yuan." Ding Ling worried.

This demon element is the weakest element god it has ever seen.

As if the wind blows, it will break apart.

It is also because it has been hiding in the king of Xiyan, otherwise, I am afraid that it has already collapsed.

"What method is needed, you can speak." Ye Lingyue said without hesitation.

"First of all, to find a place where the demon element has stayed, some of the breath left there will help the demon element's repair. And, it is to use the Ding Xi to strengthen the Yuanshen for it."

Under Ding Ling's proposal, Ye Lingyue immediately brought the demon back to the bedroom, where Feng Xin lived in his early years.

Fortunately, when the Ye family arranged the courtyard, there was not much change.

The entire courtyard was almost the same as when Feng Xin lived.

After returning to the bedroom, the touch of Yuanshen was a little clearer than it had come earlier.

Ding Ling immediately released a white breath.

Since the appearance of Ding Ling, Qiang Ding's black and white colors have become more active than before.

Ye Lingyue discovered by accident that the white Dingxi has the effect of restoring the Yuanshen compared to earlier.

The white breath is integrated into Yuanshen, the flame that was originally like a residual lamp, as if it was injected with new vitality, from the size of the original firefly, it has the size of a finger, and finally a little man is slowly revealed Come in the form of.

With a long body and a white coat, Yuanshen just stood quietly on the King of King Xiyan, spotless.

It was just that he didn't have any expression, just like a lonely ghost.

Ye Lingyue couldn't help covering her mouth when she saw the touch of Yuanshen and forced herself not to exclaim.

But Xiaoche and Xiaowuya couldn't help it, and the two little guys hula hula surrounded them.

"Squeak ~"

"Master Feng!"

"It's a ghost emperor!"

Xiaowuya and Xiaoche are still there for you, I am arguing sentence by sentence.

Ye Lingyue fixedly looked at the touch of Yuanshen, his eyes were a little bit ****.

It turned out that he had always been beside her, but she never knew it. No wonder she slept here last night and was particularly at ease, even feeling someone watching her secretly.