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Keep Xiao Qingzhuo practicing on the high slope. Zhu Minglang couldn't resist Xiao Yingling's greed, so he had to let Zhu Rongrong take him to Zhumen's spiritual veins first.

"Don't suck it anymore, do you understand? At least you have to stay here for a few more days." Zhu Minglang specifically reminded Xiao Yingling.

"Bobo!" Xiao Yingling showed a little aggrieved expression.

When we arrived at Fengxia, Zhu Rongrong introduced the situation of Fengxia to Zhu Minglang.

Fierce winds come here all year round, and carry a sea element. After friction and collision with the surrounding rocks, wind-attributed pebbles are easily worn out.

Every year, at least one thousand wind-attributed spirit pebbles can be produced here.

Seeing the pebbles growing like mushrooms in the canyon, I wish Minglang was crying without tears.

You should know that you have this spiritual pebble vein in your home, so why did you spend so much money to buy it? A while ago, Zhu Minglang was bleeding when buying spiritual pebbles in order to advance to Xiao Qingzhuo!

"Did your brother see this crack? There are actually many inside it? Unfortunately, the wind can be entered, but we can't pick it, and we dare not destroy the structure here, for fear that the strong wind of spirituality will not flow in." Zhu Rongrong saw that Zhu Minglang was very interested in the spiritual veins and introduced it in detail.

There are seven or eight disciples from the Zhumen Outer Court guarding this spiritual vein, and there is also a direct disciple who is in charge here.

Zhu Minglang's eyes lit up, and Xiao Yingling even had the same heart as Zhu Minglang. He immediately jumped down secretly, and then quietly drilled into the crack.

Although Xiao Yingling's body is fluffy and the size of a pillow, it doesn't really have much flesh, it is very slim and can easily squeeze into the crack that cannot be mined.

"Bobo!!!"

When Xiao Yingling saw the small world in the crack, his eyes had already shined.

It's time to eat, it's time to eat.

The blue fluff is simply a series of magnetic needles. As the little firefly spirit disperses with the strength of feeding, the pebbles with full energy are being sucked away crazy...

"Brother, have you heard any sound in the crack?" Zhu Rongrong's inquiry came from outside.

"Maybe there are rats."

"Oh, I hate rats the most, let's go somewhere else."

"The mouse in the spiritual vein should be fat and big, and may be stuck inside and can't crawl out." Zhu Minglang continued.

...

After a while of visit, Zhu Minglang gradually realized that his home really has a mine.

In the past, General Zhu Tianguan told himself that the clan sect was declining and could not afford to support himself, so he had to send him to Yaoshan Sword Sect to be a sword disciple. Now Zhu Minglang wants to smash this whole thousand kilograms of spiritual pebbles that are more valuable than gold mines on Zhu Tianguan.

This is what you said, the clan sect is declining and you can’t afford to support yourself?

The small inner courtyard of Qincheng already has such a rich spiritual veins. Zhu Minglang couldn't help but think about the main inner courtyard of the imperial capital, Zhu Tianguan and all the elders of Zhumen held the luxurious spiritual veins in their hands. If you have the chance, you must take the little fire spirit to inspect [New     ]!

It can be seen that the sword spirit dragon swallowed up the little thing in the Sword Forging Hall, which was really not painful or itchy to his family business.

"Bobo~~~~~~"

Xiao Yingling is full.

It called for help to Zhu Minglang.

It was too full to get out of the crack.

When Zhu Minglang looked into the crack and saw a round plush belly, he couldn't help but pat his palm on his forehead.

What kind of dragon pets do you raise? Can't you eat rationally one by one?

"You give the spiritual energy to the little black dragon." Zhu Minglang said to the little fire spirit who could not come out of the crack.

The little firefly spirit gave Zhu Minglang the spiritual energy. Zhu Minglang introduced the spiritual energy into the spiritual realm and then fed it to Da Heiya.

Big Black Teeth was sleeping soundly, suddenly she was filled with spiritual energy. This spiritual energy was pure and thick, comparable to a delicious dish. The whole dragon had not woken up yet, but was already full, and then her cultivation level was inexplicably improved to a level!

After the little black dragon reaches its growth stage, it is the lower dragon master.

As a result, the spirit was poured directly to the middle Dragon Lord. After feeling completely digested, I moved the dragon tendons and bones, and soon I became the upper Dragon Lord!

The speed of improving cultivation is as simple as drinking water!

...

After giving a part of it, Xiao Yingling finally slipped out.

Zhu Minglang noticed that Xiao Yingling himself had also changed a little, as if some more exquisite dragon velvet had grown...

This little guy has not yet transformed into a dragon, but for some reason, Zhu Minglang feels that it transforms into a dragon, it depends on whether Xiao Yingling is willing to do so.

It likes gifts and doesn't like it to absorb itself.

Zhu Minglang didn't force it, maybe Xiao Yingling felt that it was not yet time for him to transform into a dragon.

Some holy spirits who have achieved ten thousand years of cultivation will transform into dragons, and the dragons they transform will be far superior to those of holy dragons and are extremely powerful beings.

...

After visiting his own spiritual veins, Zhu Minglang and Zhu Rongrong returned to the high slope of the sea.

Cangluan Qinglong is very diligent and has never stopped practicing.

There was a straw bag on the grass, and when I left, there was only a Fengjing Dandelion Elves inside. When I came back, I was already half full!

"Wow, my brother's Cangluan Qinglong is so spiritual, he has mastered the capture skills so quickly." Zhu Rongrong said happily.

Zhu Minglang looked at Cangluan Qinglong and saw Cangluan Qinglong flying towards a wind crystal dandelion in a silent way. After alarming the flexible and flickering elves, Cangluan Qinglong also flashed quickly and caught one in an instant.

The shadow is without trace!

A terrifying speed burst out in a very short time, and the enemy could hardly see the figure and trajectory clearly, and at the same time it would not alarm the surrounding airflow. It could attack from a high altitude or catch the enemy off guard!

There is an extra dragon skill!

This fast shadow Wuhen can also be combined with other mysterious techniques of Cangluan Qinglong, and it is estimated that it can have unexpected effects.

Looking at the full bag of straw bags, Zhu Minglang was also satisfied. Thanks to these young teachers, he taught Cangluan Qinglong a powerful skill.

"Are these enough?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"Enough, thank you brother." Zhu Rongrong said.

"Go back."

"Um!"

...

Back at the small inner courtyard, Zhu Minglang asked Zhu Rongrong about Fenghenwen's skills.

The wind scar pattern is a type of injected into the inscription. Zhu Minglang took some wind dandelion grains and planned to create a dragon armor for the little green dragon after returning to Mancheng.

Of course, there is another more important casting technique, that is, fire.

The fire is not an ordinary flame, Zhu Minglang is aware of this, but what kind of fire should be taken and combined with the wind crystal.

In fact, Zhu Rongrong didn't know much about quenching. Even though she knew that these things didn't need to hide from Zhu Minglang, she couldn't talk nonsense.

Zhu Minglang was not in a hurry. Just wait for his cousin to come back and ask him in person.

This quenching should be quite special.
Chapter completed!