Flying back to Zhu Gate, Zhu Gate looked the same as before, with a loose guard and a calm atmosphere. If it weren't for the amazing scene where the market was full of Zhu Gate's strong men, Zhu Minglang would even feel that his clan sect exuded a salted fish smell like Mr. Koi.

These turned out to be superficial.

Even a young master of Zhu's family could not see through it.

When she arrived at the Hujing Study Room, Qin Yang was still waiting outside as usual. When she saw Zhu Minglang walking over, her face was a little confused and unexpected.

"Has he finished eating?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Yeah, yeah." Qin Yang nodded, wondering how the young master knew that Zhu Tianguan was having a midnight snack?

Pushing the door, Zhu Tianguan was drinking tea. The taste of the leftover vegetables in the room was still some, but the lake wind quickly dissipated, replaced by the fragrance of green tea.

He looked up at Zhu Minglang, not very surprised, and took another sip of the freshly brewed tea, looking unwilling to waste it.

"Why, you seem to know I'll come?" Zhu Minglang said in confusion.

Could it be that Zhu Tianguan succeeded and knew that he had been reborn yesterday?

"Here, this is what you fell out of King An's yard." Zhu Tianguan threw the waist card to Zhu Minglang. "Don't you want the fat man to die so simply? Although he has indeed persecuted many people from our Zhumen in recent years, including your younger brother Zhu Tong, who is also controlled by him behind his back..."

"I asked something, then killed him and buried him on the other side of Jiujun Mountain." Zhu Minglang said.

"Have you got the answer you want?" asked Zhu Tianguan.

"Yeah, it's almost done." Zhu Minglang nodded.

"Are you worried about me, so you came here from such a distance?" Zhu Tianguan asked again.

"yes."

"You are a little strange today. If you were normal, you wouldn't say so bluntly that you were worried about your father and me. Did you encounter something?" Zhu Tianguan looked a little unaccustomed.

"It's nothing, I'll handle it." Zhu Minglang forced a smile.

In fact, when Zhu Minglang saw Zhu Tianguan eating midnight snacks and drinking tea here, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Zhu Minglang remembered every word he said at that time. Although no word mentioned his expectations for him, Zhu Minglang could feel his speechless protection.

The entire Zhumen is silently paving the way for his own progress, even against a god!

At that moment, Zhu Minglang really felt that there was a feeling of someone carrying it for you when the sky fell.

But that taste is not good!

Zhu Minglang still hopes that no matter how long he has been wandering outside in the future, he will still be able to see Zhu Tianguan drinking tea leisurely here when he returns to this study, instead of everyone jumping into the River of Destruction one after another, just to let himself and a few others step on their shoulders and walk to the other side.

"Yuxue Sword, Yinchuan Sword is your third and second satisfied sword-making quality. What is the first one?" Zhu Minglang asked.

Zhu Tianguan was stunned for a while.

He stared at Zhu Minglang, then stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhu Minglang's body.

"Me?" Zhu Minglang asked.

Just when Zhu Minglang's heart was just moved, Zhu Tianguan shook his head.

"????" Zhu Minglang felt that Zhu Tianguan had something else hidden from him.

"Isn't it in your hands?" Zhu Tianguan said with a bitter smile.

When Zhu Minglang was confused, the sword spirit dragon behind him flew out and flew around Zhu Minglang, looking very happy.

Zhu Tianguan pointed at Zhu Minglang with his finger, but he was referring to the sword spirit dragon!

"This..." Zhu Minglang didn't know what to say for a moment.

"In those years when you were missing, I sent people to search for Jiting but couldn't find you. I thought you were dead. I was very sad in those days, so I arrived at the place where you lived and the Forsaken Sword Forest." Zhu Tianguan said.

"You cast the sword spirit dragon?" Zhu Minglang said in a little incredible.

"I saw those abandoned swords in the Forbidden Sword Forest, so I used the light of heaven as the fire and the rust sword as the sword material to forge a sword spirit. Originally, it should have been branded with my spiritual mark like my other castings and become my exclusive sword forging, but these abandoned swords seemed to be stained with your blood, and a spiritual consciousness that only blends with you was born. I wanted to treat it as you and let it be with me, but it was unwilling to follow me, but it was only willing to wait for you in the Forbidden Sword Forest. It felt more firm than me that you were not dead... However, I didn't expect it to turn into a dragon later, as if I knew you had become a dragon shepherd!" Zhu Tianguan told these things calmly.

Zhu Minglang was shocked inside.

The sword spirit of the Qi Jianlin...

Zhu Minglang has always thought it was formed naturally.

It turned out that Zhu Tianguan had been there, and used the abandoned swords to piece together a spiritual comfort.

Probably too much emotion was poured into it, making the sword spirit far exceed all the casts he had before, and even transformed from the sword spirit into a dragon, becoming a life with truly independent spiritual consciousness and wisdom!

There are not so many coincidences in the world, but when I was walking forward in a hurry, I ignored too many traces of details.

If everything follows the last trajectory, I may not know the true origin of the Sword Spirit Dragon in my life.

"Why have you never heard you talk about it before?" Zhu Minglang felt sad, especially when he thought about the battle tomorrow, when he was desperate to kill the gods.

As a casting master, he has already been very, very outstanding. As the leader of the sect, he has developed the clan sect to the extreme. As a father, he is silently protecting himself, and even taking everything for himself when the sky falls.

"Don't your grandfather have the nerve to say that you have a spiritual throne?" Zhu Tianguan laughed.

"Uh, he has set a spiritual throne for me?" Zhu Minglang pulled the corner of his mouth, and the old lady with a big beard appeared in his mind. Finally, he understood why he was so guilty when he saw him!

"Where did you know about the Jade Blood Sword? In theory, not many people know about this." Zhu Tianguan asked.

"Elder Jing Lin told me, but the royal family should now know that the Jade Blood Sword is in our hands." Zhu Minglang said.

"Is that so? That makes sense." Zhu Tianguan fell into deep thought.

"Why doesn't it make sense?"

"Although the Jade Blood Sword is called the No. 1 sword in the world, it has been wandering outside because of your grandfather's affairs, and it is well known to everyone."

"Ah?" Why did Zhu Minglang feel that the script was not right? Isn't the Jade Blood Sword right at Zhu's Sect?
Chapter completed!