Chapter 227： 1 shame before snow

On the third night, Zhu Minglang finally invited Mr. Koi.

Mr. Koi has no interest in casting art. It swims leisurely, and is mumbling about how to maximize the improvement of Tyrannosaurus black.

Since Zhu Minglang's reshaping of the spiritual realm and being able to brew his own aura, the **** teeth have benefited the most.

Because of the broken dragon, Shenmu Qingshenglong can no longer advance to the full stage, and can only make changes with the efforts of the day after tomorrow.

Sword Spirit Dragon and Bingchen White Dragon are both at the monarch level, even if they grow at a hundred times faster, their improvement is slow.

After all, their current cultivation base is close to those ten thousand years holy spirit.

One month of nourishment is indeed equivalent to ten years of cultivation, but ten years is still drizzle after all compared to ten thousand years of cultivation.

Big Black Teeth is different.

What it lacks is the year. This month of nourishment is equivalent to ten years of cultivation. It is only a dragon, but its cultivation level has been improved significantly, and it has vaguely broken through to the main level!

Ever since he had money, Zhu Minglang has never been stingy with Da Heifang. The meat he eats is the meat of the best Thousand-Year Beast, and the spiritual resources used for strengthening have not been cut off. As long as it is digested, it will continue. on.

Mr. Koi saw this and was already planning the next evolution of Tyrannosaurus Lei.

"Mr. Koi, I am ready to open the stove." Zhu Minglang said.

"If you open the road, you will open the way. Is it possible that the fish master will show you a fish leap when the sea flowers bloom on the other side of the sky?" Mr. Koi said angrily.

It is a dignified koi.

Not the tools used by these stupid humans to get good luck!

The most annoying to use yourself as a mascot, Zhu Minglang is no exception!

As soon as the stove was turned on, Zhu Minglang took out the Feiyu Dragon Armor he had completed. It was strange to say that once a certain treasure is released, it will basically shine with a light that is difficult to look at directly. With colorful auspicious clouds, like a holy flower...

Why is this dragon armor not so cool?

Did he fail to inject the inscription pattern himself? Then this armor is worthless.

Zhu Minglang was a little bit cautious, took this dragon armor that looked nothing special except whiteness in his hand, and let the Bingchen Bailong with bright eyes try it on.

Okay, I don’t know until I wear it.

Dragon armor is connected to the soul, not like those soldiers and war beasts.

After completing the determination, Zhu Minglang turned Xiaobai into a battle form and called out this Feather Dragon armor!

Bingchen Bailong unfurled its feathers and dragon wings, and the noble fluff on his body also fluttered gracefully. As the Bingchen Bailong raised his head, a sacred flower appeared on its body like a blazing sun, almost shining brightly. Can't open your eyes!

Immediately afterwards, there was an extremely splendid brilliance, one after another Fei White Saint Feather was born from the sacred flowers, such as the purest snow silver, the most perfect diamond crystal, a dazzling array, attached to the body of the Bingchen Bailong, embellished that Layers of sub-feathers further embellish the body of Bingchen Bailong's superb and powerful and majestic horses, revealing an aura dominated by a glacier! !

Zhu Minglang slowly widened his eyes and opened his mouth slowly.

There is really a light that blinds one's own eyes, and there is really a unique holy flower, which means that the inscription pattern has been injected successfully, and at least one of the five parts of wings, feathers, claws, tail, and body has the effect!

Mr. Koi, who was babbling on the side, was also attracted by this Feather Dragon armor, and felt that its fish eyes were mirrored like pearls.

"Little Sage!"

"Is it true that Master Yu has good luck?"

"Why can a half-hearted caster forge a small holy product?"

Mr. Koi looked at Zhu Minglang, and then at the really stunning sacred armor dragon suit on Bingchen Bailong.

"Probably this is talent." Zhu Minglang tasted this finished product.

To his metaphysical superstition, he is a genius who hasn't existed for thousands of years. Whether it is sword repair or animal husbandry, forging can be easily controlled!

"I wish the son, I wish the son." Outside the forging room, the voice of the evening breeze sister sounded crisply.

"What's the matter, Junior Sister Wanfeng, come to see me so late?" Zhu Minglang opened the heavy door and asked somewhat puzzledly.

"The three heads of Zonglin have agreed. Tomorrow a few of them can enter the Mianshan Sword Sect. They told me that Lord Zhu is sinking into the casting art these few days. They are afraid that you will delay the time to go up the mountain. They came to tell you specially. "Senior Sister Wanfeng said.

"I see, thank you Junior Sister Wanfeng." Zhu Minglang said.

"I hope you don’t stay here for too long. It’s better to nurture your spirits. After all, our Mianshan Sword Sect is very repulsive to men. After you go up the mountain, you will naturally be provoked by many swordsmen, not to mention that you are the Sword Sect of Remote Mountains... …" Junior sister Wanfeng kindly reminded.

After that, Junior Sister Wanfeng left. Although she was a little curious about what Zhu Minglang was forging, she still didn't look inside.

Zhu Minglang closed the heavy door, and with a smile, he admired the temperament of Bingchen Bailong, the master of the glacier.

"It's just right, tomorrow can be ashamed!" Zhu Minglang said.

Concubine Wen Ling!

When he was young, his cultivation base was lost, his shame was defeated, and his whole body was bruised by being beaten with a sword on the back.

Now he is no longer the small sword repair he used to be!

"You~~~~" Bingchen Bailong also called out.

"You haven't forgotten the arrogant and domineering woman, right?" Zhu Minglang said to Xiaobai Qi.

Xiao Bai nodded eagerly.

If it was only a middle-ranked monarch, Zhu Minglang knew that it would be difficult to defeat Concubine Wen Ling, but with this sacred dragon armor, how could Xiaobai be able to compete with the upper-ranked monarch.

Concubine Wen Ling may indeed reach Zhu Xuehen's realm in the future, but she will have to settle for several years.

Now she can't really have Zhu Xuehen's undefeated perverted strength below the king level.

Of course, Zhu Minglang also knew that entering the Mianshan Sword Sect this time was not for the evil spirit of the year.

It is mainly the ancient lamp jade. UU reading

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The Mianshan Sword Sect is located on the Mianshan Mountain to the west of the kingdom.

Under this mountain, there is a town closely connected with the capital of the country. The town is very quiet, with blue bricks and tiles, surrounded by green water, and you can see some women who also wear sarongs, they are wearing clothes with the style of other races. The colors are gorgeous, like mountain flowers blooming, each with its own splendor and charm.

Passing through this Qingshan Town, you can see the sect of the Mianshan Sword Sect. It is also very majestic, just like an ancient mountain villa. The long and long bluestone steps lead to different small peaks, tall green wood, red wood, The sword pavilion, sword hall and sword hall built by Zimu are looming among the leaves in the distance.

"Uncle Shi, is our villa a little shabby?" The female swordsman named Shao Ying whispered.

"The wealthy country is well known to everyone, don't care about these details, high kendo is worth looking forward to!" Wu Feng said with a serious face.