Evil star life?The rebirth space is against the sky, directly becoming a god

"It turned out to be a little genius doctor! Disrespect and disrespect!" Leng Zhan said with a cheerful smile.

"Great-grandfather, don't worry, I will definitely make you recover, and your strength is even stronger than before." Xiao Ningyin casually released the little butterfly again.He told it: "Little Butterfly, stay here, I will take great-grandfather into the space to heal his wounds."

The little butterfly flapped its wings: "Master, don't worry! Everything is up to me."

Leng Zhan just wanted to say that space can allow people to go in and heal, when the scene in front of him changed.

He and Xiao Ningyin were already sitting in a garden full of flowers. There was no sun in the sky, but it was dazzlingly bright.

Behind them, a magnificent palace soared into the sky.

This is the most luxurious and majestic palace ever seen in the Cold War!

"This is the Lingyu space?" Leng Zhan's voice trembled when he spoke.

In his impression, all space is dead, but this space is alive, with flowers and trees, birds, insects and animals, and a rich air.

He took a deep breath of spiritual energy, feeling drunk all over.

By the way, there are clouds in the sky, so beautiful clouds.

This is not a space, this is clearly a small world, okay?
"By the way, Yin'er, can my stubborn illness be cured?" Leng Zhan looked at Xiao Ningyin excitedly, and suddenly had a glimmer of expectation for his stubborn illness of these decades.

Xiao Ningyin nodded, squeezed Leng Zhan's wrist and said, "In addition to internal injuries, great-grandfather was actually poisoned, a poison called evil spirits!"

"Evil spirit? Poison?" Leng Zhan still looked puzzled.

Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched, and there was a sharp pain in his heart.

"Yes." Xiao Ningyin answered his words, golden internal energy suddenly poured out from her fingertips, reaching the heart of Leng Zhan in an instant.

In the heart of the Cold War, a dark fog moves.

It's just that the speed of that cloud of black mist couldn't compare to the speed of Xiao Ningyin's golden internal force, but in an instant the black mist was wrapped by golden internal force, and then let out a roar.

Leng Zhan was taken aback by the roar coming from his chest, and looked at Xiao Ningyin in shock.

"This is an evil spirit. It sneaked into the body of great-grandfather secretly and wanted to take it away."

Xiao Ningyin explained patiently: "However, due to the extraordinary talent of great-grandfather, it is not something that ordinary evil spirits can take away."

"But once the evil spirit enters the human body, it can't get out even if it can't take it away. Therefore, it lives in the heart of the great-grandfather, and continues its life by devouring the cultivation of the great-grandfather."

"This is also the reason why great-grandfather has not been able to improve his strength for so many years."

While Leng Zhan was surprised, Xiao Ningyin pulled the evil spirit out of Leng Zhan's heart with a forceful tug.

Probably because of her increased strength, she didn't hurt Leng Zhan, but pulled the evil spirit out of Leng Zhan's body.

The moment Hei Wu left Leng Zhan's body, the myocardial infarction that had accompanied him all these years disappeared, and his heart felt extremely comfortable.

Could it be that it was really this ghost that caused his cultivation to stagnate?
But Xiao Ningyin explained clearly his physical condition over the past few decades just by feeling his pulse, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

Leng Zhan's sharp eyes stared fixedly at the black mist that kept struggling in the golden light, wishing to smash it to ashes and blow it to ashes.

He wanted this thing to disappear in the world from then on, so that it could never harm anyone again.

"Great-grandfather, don't worry." Xiao Ningyin seemed to understand the meaning of the cold war, smiled and flicked her finger at the black mist in the golden light, and a little inconspicuous powder fell on the black mist through the golden light.

The black mist trembled even more violently, and the energy contained in it was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Great-grandfather, do you know that evil spirits can't be killed? I studied the pharmacopoeia of my ancestors and found a medicine that can consume the energy of evil spirits. The powder just now is that kind of medicine."

"This medicine can continuously consume the energy of the evil spirit until it has no more energy."

"That's good! That's good!" Leng Zhan looked at the black mist that was getting smaller and smaller with lingering fear.

Xiao Ningyin took out a black iron box and put the black mist into it.Then she threw it casually, and threw it into a place that could never absorb the aura.

As long as it can't absorb the spiritual energy, this evil spirit is like a dying mosquito, unable to turn over strong winds and waves.

Afterwards, Xiao Ningyin took out more than a dozen bottles and jars of various colors, all of which were filled with ninth-grade pills.

She handed all the pills to Leng Zhan, and said crisply: "Great-grandfather, I prepared these pills for you. How about the effect if you try them?"

Leng Zhan happily took these bottles and jars, and he opened a bottle casually, the rich danxiang made his eyes shine.

Being in Leng's house, Leng Zhan has seen good things.

However, it is indeed rare to see such a elixir with such a strong aura.

He hastily poured out the elixir in the palm of his hand, and took a closer look: "Oddly! Ninth grade marrow washing pill!"

Ninth-grade Xisui Pill, one can be sold for at least one billion taels of gold, and now there are ten pills in the bottle in his hand.

Leng Zhan felt a little unreal, staring blankly at Xiao Ningyin, his voice was a little fluttering.

"Yin'er, where did you get this Ninth Grade Washing Marrow Pill? I'd better keep it for you to use later! Great-grandfather is so old, there is no need to waste such a good thing."

The cold war's words made Xiao Ningyin almost want to cry, this is the real blood relative, he will never covet your good things, instead he thinks of you everywhere.

Such a relative, no matter how many good things she puts out, it is worth it.

"Great-grandfather, don't be too polite." Xiao Ningyin tried her best to calm down her excitement, raised a smile and said to Leng Zhan: "In this world, the ninth-grade pills are indeed precious, but here I want as many as I want. Only great-grandfather wants, as long as there are enough medicinal materials, Yin'er can refine any kind of elixir for you!"

Leng Zhan's heart has never been so excited at this moment: "Yin'er is saying that these pills are made by you."

"Yeah." Xiao Ningyin nodded: "Great-grandfather, both my sister and I can refine ninth-grade pills! It's just that the pills I refined have a stronger aura than the ones refined by my sister. Because my strength is stronger than that of the elder sister. Sister is strong! Hee hee~"

The mood of the cold war became even more exciting. When this continent was rich in aura, he knew better than anyone else how important a high-level alchemist was to a family.

Now, his two great-granddaughters are able to refine the ninth-grade elixir, so the revival of the Leng family is just around the corner.

At this time, he also understood why Leng Ruize had to make a big rectification.

Their Leng family has such a treasure, so they can't give outsiders a chance.

Therefore, those who are harmful to the Leng clan must not be tolerated.

Otherwise, if those people are turned into strong men, it will be a backlash against the family.

The Leng clan cannot afford such consequences.

"Great-grandfather, don't you worry about eating these pills?" Xiao Ningyin said with a smile: "Only when great-grandfather's strength improves, others will not dare to bully the Leng clan, nor Yin'er!"