Chapter 936: He is really resurrected

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Everything is ready, only less refined.
Because of the refining of the flesh, a lot of Lingshi is needed, so at the suggestion of Dingling, Ye Lingyue chose the refining place in the mine.
Since the first forging in the world, this is the first re-reformer of Ye Lingyue.
It is also the first refiner after she won the Ding Ling.
Soon, she found a difference.
After having Ding Ling, everything seems to be more handy.
With only the concentration of mind, Ding Ling can understand her meaning very well.
As soon as the gods moved, the black dry tripod in the palm of his right hand turned and slid and turned away.
The black and white color is like two small snakes of different shapes, lingering around, adding a mystery to the dry tripod.
Around the dry tripod, there are suspended Qianjin purple gold bags and a medicine bottle, which are filled with the blood of the Fengqi couple, the hair of the baby in the phoenix and the blood of the small black scorpion, and the sacred king with the of the gods.
Ye Lingyue’s fingertips moved, and a cluster of gray fires came out.
The meat and bones of the Fengqi couple were initially purified by the action of the gray fire, and they were inhaled by Ding Ding.
Around Ding Ding, lingering.
This seemingly simple process of refining the flesh and blood seems to be simple and controllable, but not easy.
Because Ye Lingyue has to maintain the soul communication with Dingling, he also needs to constantly use the gray fire, refining and purifying low-grade Lingshi for Dingling to eat.
During the period, Ye Lingyue can only make a short break, drink some Zhuguo wine, and add spiritual strength.
This is a tug of war with time and endurance.
It is the refining of flesh and blood, which lasted for three days and three nights.
After three days and three nights, the flesh of the Dingli Li finally became the essence of the two groups.
Ye Lingyue did not dare to have any scorn, and he was busy putting the hair of Feng Xiaoying into the Ding Ding.
It was another day and night of refining. On the fourth day of the night, Ye Lingyue was exhausted. Her fingers that controlled the gray fire were like lead, which was very stiff.
But she did not dare to pause, and she still kept a lot of Lingshi in her hands.
As time went by, Ye Lingyue began to worry.
She discovered that the Lingshi in the mine was being consumed at an alarming rate.
Originally, Ding Ling had consumed one-third of the mine hole stone, and in the four days and four nights of refining, it actually consumed one-half.
She began to worry that at the end of the refining, low-level Lingshi would not be enough.
So far, she has no way out.
Ye Lingyue bit his teeth, and the action of purifying low-level Lingshi in his hand is still methodical.
"Master, adding Phoenix blood to Ding, this is the last step, and the most difficult step. It is up to this step to be able to refine the flesh."
The refining of four days and four nights is also a great consumption for Ding Ling, which has not been born for a long time. In its tender voice, there is also a little fatigue.
Ye Lingyue beheaded, she knows the movement, the bottle with the blood of the phoenix, a slight tilt, the blood inside the phoenix dripping.
When the blood of the phoenix fell into the dry tripod, it was a shock.
Inside Ding, the cockroach boiled up.
The phoenix blood with a new role is rapidly purifying the other three materials.
In Ye Lingyue’s mind, she flashed the face of Feng Xiao, the sorcerer’s scorpion, her eyes, motionless, staring at the little dry tripod.
At this moment, Gan Ding carried all her hopes.
The seemingly rare Phoenix blood keeps boiling, and it is two days and two nights until the sixth day.
Ding Ling and Ye Lingyue have been tired.
But at this time, Ding Ling told Ye Lingyue a good news, only one day, the new body should be refining.
Ye Lingyue listened to great joy, and the hard work in the past six days seemed to be swept away.
But at noon that day, Le Jisheng was sad, and Ye Lingyue’s worries still happened.
Low-level Lingshi is not enough.
Similar to Ye Lingyue's ability to drink Zhuguo wine to supplement a lot of mental energy, Ding Ling refiner also needs to consume a lot of spiritual power. This part of the spiritual power can only be obtained through low-level Lingshi.
The low level of Lingshi is not enough, which means that the spiritual power of Ding Ling will soon be spent.
"Ding Ling, how long can you hold on?"
Ye Lingyue saw that the blood of the Phoenix has dried up almost dry, bones, blood, and flesh have been completely integrated, and there has been a colorful light in the dry force.
In the light, there is a personal shape in the faint, and when seeing the shape of the human figure, Ye Lingyue is anxious and happy.
"Master, if there is no Lingshi, I can't support it for a long time. Hey, Master, I really useless."
Ding Ling is also very anxious.
It is the first time to complete the master's task, and it is a very important task. At this time, it is defeated. For the little Ding Ling, self-esteem is seriously frustrated.
Looking around the Ding Ding, the black and white set that symbolizes the spirit of Ding Ling is getting weaker and weaker until it disappears completely.
Ye Lingyue’s heart sank a little bit.
At the end of the day, Lingshi completely consumed the light.
The dynasty returned to the hands of Ye Lingyue, and the ray of the dynasty was gradually dimmed until it disappeared completely.
Ye Lingyue’s heart is like being caught by a big hand.
What should I do, what should she do?
Why is there a lack of low-level Lingshi at this time?
Time has not been allowed, she is looking for other Lingshi veins in Hongmeng.
Why is God so cruel, obviously sent Ding Ling, gave her hope, and brutally wiped it out.
If she can have a little more spiritual stone, even if it is only a few pieces, he can live.
"Sorry, I can't help..."
Ye Lingyue stares at the mine that has been cleaned up, and the eyes are full of unwillingness and tears, but there is no meaning to blame.
She also knows that Ding Ling has tried his best. Before it was again, it did not have any experience in refining the flesh, and it has done its best.
Only the last step.
On the cheek, a drop of heat stroked, a drop of tears, dripping on the dry tripod.
Just when the tears smudged, the dry Ding, which had already consumed the spirits, suddenly shined.
Spirituality has consumed an empty spirit, only to feel that there is a warm current, injected into the spirit.
It has a strong spirit.
At the same time, in the Qiankun purple gold bag, the one of the XI Yan Wang was inhaled by the squatting inside, and the sacred king, the faintly dissipated and the bright light of the group.
Xiyang Wanghua is in the ashes, under the ashes, Nirvana is born again, and there is something that is coming out of the way.
In the Dingli, a radiant radiance came out.
The entire mine, in an instant, was completely shrouded in rainbow light.
Only in the mines of Ye Lingyue and Dingling, at the moment when the rainbow light appeared, another person’s breathing sounded.