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

Mr. Koi had no interest in the art of casting, and he swam leisurely, muttering about how to maximize the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Since Zhu Minglang's spiritual realm was reshaped and he was able to brew his own aura, the one who benefited the most was the big black fang.

Because of the remnant dragon, the Shenmu Green Holy Dragon could no longer advance to the complete stage, and could only rely on the efforts of the day after tomorrow to make changes.

The Sword Spirit Dragon and the Bingchen White Dragon are both monarch-level, and even if they have a hundredfold growth rate, their improvement is slow.

After all, their current cultivation is close to those 10,000-year-old Holy Spirits.

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

Big Black Fang is different.

What it lacks is the year, this month's nourishment, it is equivalent to ten years of cultivation, and it is only a dragon general, but its cultivation has improved significantly, and it is already vaguely about to break through to the main level!

Since he had money, Zhu Minglang has never been stingy with the big black fang, the meat he eats is the best meat of the thousand-year-old demonic beast, and the spiritual resources used for strengthening have not been broken, as long as he digests it, he will continue it immediately.

Seeing this, Mr. Koi is already planning the next evolution of the Thunder Tyrannosaurus.

"Mr. Koi, I'm ready to start the furnace. Zhu Minglang said.

"Open the way, open the way, is it possible that this fish master will perform a fish leap for you at this time, and the sea flowers will bloom on the other side?" Mr. Koi said angrily.

It is a dignified koi.

Not a tool used by these stupid humans for good luck!

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

As soon as the furnace was opened, Zhu Minglang took out the Feiyu Dragon Armor that he had completed, which was also strange, looking at those strange books, it said that once a certain treasure was baked, it would basically bloom with a light that was difficult to look at, and it was even more rippling with colorful auspicious clouds......

Why isn't this dragon armor so cool?

If you fail to inject the inscription yourself, then this armor will be worthless.

Zhu Minglang was a little careful, and took this dragon armor that looked like it was white and had no characteristics in his hand, and then let the Bingchen White Dragon with sparkling eyes on the side try it on.

Whether it's good or not, you won't know until you wear it.

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

After completing the identification, Zhu Minglang let Xiao Bai transform into a combat form, and called out this Feiyu Dragon Armor!

As the Bingchen White Dragon raised its head, a blazing sun-like Shenghua appeared on its body, flashing so much that Zhu Minglang almost couldn't open his eyes!

Immediately afterwards, there was an incomparably brilliant brilliance, and one after another white holy feathers were born from the Shenghua, such as the purest snow silver, the most perfect diamond crystal, dazzling, attached to the body of the Bingchen White Dragon, embellished with the layers of secondary feathers, and the body of the Bingchen White Dragon was modified to be majestic and solemn, revealing an aura of glacier domination!!

Zhu Minglang's eyes widened slowly, and he slowly opened his mouth.

There is really a light that blinds his eyes, and there is really a superb Shenghua, which means that the inscription injection has been successful, and at least one of the five parts of the wings, feathers, claws, tail, and body has an additional effect!

Mr. Koi, who was chattering on the side, was also attracted by this Feiyu Dragon Armor, and felt that its fish eyes were reflected as bright as pearls.

"Little Holy Product!"

"Could it be that the cost of the fish master really has good luck?"

"Why is it that a half-hung caster can also forge a small holy product?"

Mr. Koi looked at Zhu Minglang, and then at the really amazing Holy Armor Dragon Costume on Bingchen White Dragon.

"Probably that's talent. "Zhu Minglang tasted this finished product.

Go to his metaphysical superstitions, he is a genius who has been unique for 10,000 years, whether it is sword cultivation or dragon husbandry, he can easily control the forging technique!

"I wish my son, I wish my son. Outside the forging room, Senior Sister Evening Breeze's voice sounded crisply.

"What's the matter, Senior Sister Evening Breeze, came to me so late?" Zhu Minglang opened the heavy door and asked a little puzzled.

"The three heads of Zonglin have agreed, and a few of them will be able to enter the Sword Sect of the Mountain tomorrow, and they told me that Zhu Gongzi has been sinking in the casting art for the past few days, and they are afraid that you will delay the time to go up the mountain, so they came to tell you. Sister Evening Wind said.

"I see, thank you, Senior Sister Evening Breeze. Zhu Minglang said.

"Zhu Gongzi, don't stay here for too long, it's best to keep your spirits up, after all, our Yishan Sword Sect is very repulsive to men, and you will naturally be provoked by many sword masters after you go up the mountain, not to mention that you are the ...... of the Yaoshan Sword Sect," Senior Sister Wanfeng kindly reminded.

After saying that, Senior Sister Wanfeng left, although she was a little curious about what Zhu Minglang was forging, she still didn't poke her head in to see.

Zhu Minglang closed the heavy door, and admired the temperament of Bingchen White Dragon, the master of the glacier, with a smile on his face.

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

Concubine Wen Ling!

When he was young, he was invincible, he was defeated in shame, and he was bruised all over his body by being beaten with the back of a sword.

Now he is no longer the little sword cultivator he was back then!

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

"You haven't forgotten that arrogant and domineering woman, have you?" Zhu Minglang said to Xiao Bai.

Xiaobai nodded vigorously.

If it was only a median monarch level, Zhu Minglang knew that it would be difficult to defeat Concubine Wen Ling, but with this holy product dragon armor, how could Xiao Bai be able to compete with the upper monarch level.

Concubine Wen Ling may indeed reach the realm of Zhu Xuechen in the future, but she still has to settle for several years.

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

Of course, Zhu Minglang also knew that entering the Yishan Sword Sect this time was not to get out of the evil spirit of the year.

The main thing is still the ancient lamp jade.

......

The Sword Sect of the Mountains is located on the Mount of the Mountains in the west of the country.

At the foot of this mountain, there is a town closely connected with the national capital, the town is very quiet, the blue bricks and tiles, surrounded by green water, you can see some women who also wear gauze hats, they are wearing clothes with other ethnic styles, the colors are gorgeous, like a blooming mountain flower, each has its own splendid and charming.

After passing through this Qingshan Town, the sect of the Sword Sect of the Mountain can be seen, it is also very magnificent, just like the ancient mountain villa palace, the long and lofty bluestone steps lead to different small peaks, and the sword pavilion, sword hall, and sword hall built of tall green wood, mahogany, and purple wood loom among the forest leaves in the distance.

"Uncle Shi, isn't our villa a little shabby?" the female swordsman named Shao Ying whispered.

"The country is rich, the world knows, don't care about these details, the way of the sword is high, it is worth aspiring to!" Wu Feng said with a straight face.