Mr. Koi, who was muttering around, was also attracted by this feather dragon armor, and felt that its fish eyes were reflected as bright as pearls.

"Little Holy Product!"

"Is it possible that Master Yu really has good luck with Xuantong?"

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

Mr. Koi looked at Zhu Minglang, and then looked at the indeed amazing holy armored dragon suit on Bingchen Bailong.

"Probably this is talent." Zhu Minglang happily savored the finished product.

If you get rid of his metaphysical superstition, you are a genius who has never been around for thousands of years. Whether it is a sword cultivator or a dragon, you can easily control it!

"I wish you a son, I wish you a son." Outside the forging room, Junior Sister Wanfeng's voice sounded crisply.

"What's wrong? Junior Sister Wanfeng, I'm so late to come to see me?" Zhu Minglang opened the thick door and asked in confusion.

"The three heads of Zonglin have agreed. They can enter Miaoshan Sword Sect tomorrow. They told me that Mr. Zhu has been immersed in casting skills these days. I am afraid that you will delay your time going up the mountain, so I came to tell you specifically." Junior Sister Wanfeng said.

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

"My son, please don't stay here for too long. It's best to keep your spirits in mind. After all, our Miaoshan Sword Sect is very repulsive to men. You will naturally be provoked by many sword masters after you go up the mountain, let alone you are Yaoshan Sword Sect..." Junior Sister Wanfeng kindly reminded.

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

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

"It just so happens that I can avenge my previous shame tomorrow!" Zhu Minglang said.

Concubine Wen Ling!

At that time, he was young, and had lost his cultivation level, and was defeated by shame, and was beaten with a sword back to his body bruises.

Now I am no longer the little sword cultivator I used to be!

"You~~~~" Bing Chen Bailong also called out.

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

Xiaobai kept nodding.

If it is only a middle-level lord, Zhu Minglang knows that it will be difficult to defeat Concubine Wen Ling, but with this holy dragon armor, how could Xiaobai compete with the superior lord?

Concubine Wen Ling is indeed likely to reach Zhu Xuehen's realm in the future, but she still needs several years of precipitation.

Now she cannot really have the perverted strength of being as undefeated as Zhu Xuehen at the king level.

Of course, Zhu Minglang also knew that this time I entered Miaoshan Sword Sect was not to get out of the anger of that year.

The main thing is the ancient lantern and jade.

...

Miaoshan Sword Sect is located on Miaoshan, west of the country.

At the foot of this mountain, there is a town closely connected to the capital. The town is very quiet, with green bricks and tiles surrounded by green water. You can see some women wearing sash hats. They are wearing clothes with different ethnic styles, with bright colors, like blooming mountain flowers, each with their own brilliance and charm.

After passing through this Qingshan Town, the sect of Miaoshan Sword Sect can be seen. It is also very grand, like an ancient villa hall. The long and high bluestone steps lead to different small peaks. The sword pavilion, sword hall and sword hall built with tall green wood, mahogany and purple wood are looming among the forest leaves in the distance.

"Uncle Master, is our villa a little shabby?" The female swordsman named Shao Ying said in a low voice.
Chapter completed!